Jessica strained and struggled against the chemical bond that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red clump gag that filled her mouth, causing a truelove watercourse of drivel to leak out before dripping onto her tit. She loved the star of being helpless and the thinking of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.

Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computing device idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attending. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial momentum to close up it and re-start clicking. She was n't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had various pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.

'' You are bored with your sex life story '' it had said. She had noticed that it was n't a doubtfulness the way they so often are, and it did n't blink, or flash, or ask for her credit circuit card figure, the way you might expect. All it said was that she was bored, and a lowly blue contact filled the bottomland of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a blank Negroid screen with goose egg but a logo in the speed right corner that said `` intimate Adventures. '' The only other thing on the screen was an address and a fourth dimension. At this detail she was hooked. She was n't sure what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any rational number person should take in ignored it or run the other charge, but instead she copied down the address and the time.

***

She arrived at the address and was surprised to see what looked to be an bureau park in the centre of a group of warehouses. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedge sheltered the small parking lot from the passing gaze of the route in presence of it.

She pulled up and parked in battlefront of the edifice, choosing a spot closest to the door. The logo that she had seen from the website had been etched into the spyglass of the door. She felt her impulse quicken in excitement.

She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her purse and heading inside the building. A typical waiting room filled the front of the building and a cleaning lady looked up from behind a desk as she entered. She raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

'' I found your website ... '' Jessica started awkwardly

The char handed her a clipboard with a thick packet of paperwork.

'' Fill that out and take it back when you are done '' she said

Jessica read through the paperwork which turned out to be a passel of nondisclosure and release in case of injury, not something that boded overly well as an introduction.

Again she hesitated. In the end she went through with it and handed the mess of paperwork to the secretary.

The charwoman glanced through the paperwork, as she finished she reached out and pushed a button that had been mounted to the underside of the countertop.

'' They will be with you shortly. '' she said `` have a seat ''

Jessica sat in one of the chair 's penny-pinching to the door, scarcely a moment had passed before two men in black jumpsuits entered through a threshold at the far end of the room.

'' Jessica ? '' one asked

She nodded mutely.

'' Come with us '' he said

She walked with them through the door. Past the carefully manicured breast berth enceinte parts of the building reverted back to the warehouse that it had almost certainly been before its current use. The entered into a room with paries that had been stripped to the studs.

The men started to undress her with careful efficiency. She was stripped bare in a thing of arcsecond. They strapped stiff leather turnup around her wrists before securing them to a chain that was attached to one of the cross beams in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a rack leaning against the paries and returned with a long metal bar with loops on either end. The spread her legs apart and attached each end of the bar to one of her ankles.

Lastly one of the men reached into his pocket and produced a bright red ballgag. She opened her mouth obediently and they secured it behind her read/write head, pulling it tight and securing it, her mouth forced unresolved as the chunk pressed between her jaws.

Their job done the two men left the room, closing the room access behind them.

Jessica could barely move, her wrists were secured in such a way that she could only adjoin the base if she stood on the tips of her toes. She felt vulnerable and peril, her bosom and kitty were on display to anyone who walked by and she would not be able to so a good deal as cover herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the threshold open and the sound of bare substructure walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to turn to face whoever had entered the room but her bonds kept her from moving more than her head, which was unable to supply her with so much as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused bridge player brushed against her tender, exposed flesh, eliciting a surprised squeaker. She tried involuntarily to squinch away from the new sensation but again she was ineffectual to get to any headway. One hand slid up her chest, grasping both of her breasts firmly and twisting her pap painfully before one slid down between her wooden leg. Another body pressed up against her and she felt the steady pressure of an erect cock public press against her ass. The workforce held her physical structure soused, holding her in plaza. His fingers started to stroke along the length of her already sopping wet pussy before dipping interior to come across her clit. She groaned, her mouth obstructed by the gag that was still in place as his skilful touch brought her to the threshold of climax and kept her at that place. Her pelvis bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasure she needed to cascade into orgasm, but the sweet button was denied her. He kept her on the brink.

'' Do you want to cum ? '' a voice made husky with desire whispered in her ear

she nodded vigorously, to engrossed in his touch to trust herself with give-and-take

'' When we ask you something you say 'yes sir'or 'no sir''' he said

'' yesh shir '' she mumbled through the gag

with barely Sir Thomas More than a click his hint brought one of the full-grown orgasm she had ever had screaming to life inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against alliance that kept her upright and exposed. His manus left her body and she felt a imperativeness against the outer edge of her pussy. With hardly a moment 's posting his cock thrust inside of her, his first push lifting her from the ground with its force.



He grabbed her coxa, using them as leverage to increase his thrusts, each one causing his balls to thwack against her pussy and her breasts to slap together.

The elbow room that they were in echoed the battle cry of their passion. She ached for him to be rougher, his thrusts to be solid, his mitt to rake her flesh. Try as she might the gag in her mouth prevented her from making much more than grunting sounds and she soon gave up trying, resigning herself to his care.

He slammed his cock into her, her tight wet hole enveloping his phallus. She screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her arms secured to the ceiling she likely would possess collapsed, and her body did its best to slow down, her legs going weak. She sagged against her bonds.

Her partner either took no notice or did not care about the State Department that she was in, continuing his driving force. His hired man slipped around, grabbing her bosom and twisting her nipple cruelly. He lifted each breast by the nipple, eliciting a pained protest from her.

His grunts and cries increased, seeming to come up from all around her as the echoed from the bare studs and concrete floor. She tried to close her leg, an involuntary motion brought on by sinew contractions that rocked through her, but the branding iron bar that bound her ramification kept them apart, her kitty remaining accessible to her partners use.

The focal ratio of his stab increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. shortstop seconds later a Wave of hot cum erupted from his cock, spraying and coating the inside of her pussy.

He pulled his turncock from her fountainhead used golf hole and without another word he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by branding iron roughshod embrace she could neither cover herself nor block the flow of cum that had started to leak from her pussy.

proletarian in black jumpsuits entered the way. Carefully but firmly they released the attachment that secured her arms over her principal and she sighed as protesting brawniness were allowed to facilitate into a more comfortable position. She could finger the cum leaking out of her and her thoughts were of getting into a hot shower and working the international nautical mile out of her arms.

She was surprised when instead of just helping her out of her bonds the workers pulled her branch behind her rear. They were tied there, her skin bit by the grain of nylon rophy. The broadcaster bar was removed from between her legs and they two were tied together, causing her to have to lean against one of the workers. She felt a hand squeeze one of her tit and looked into the eyes of the man who was holding her up, he grinned lustily at her.

They carried her over to one niche of the room where a mattress had been tossed haphazardly. All at once the funding that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall.

The two workers left her, the door shutting with a sense of finality. She squirmed into a position where she could be comfortable. Her slit was sore from the vilification that it had endured earlier and she knew she was going to be walking a lilliputian comical the succeeding day. This was something that she had never done before, and she was already enjoying herself a great deal.



She cried and squirmed under his concern. This man was every bit as grating as the last. She could tell that she already had contusion forming from her roughly treatment and she wondered how she was going to explain them. He rolled her over onto her dorsum, promote pinning her arms against the mattress. He slid his pecker inside of her, the position of her legs making her kitty-cat tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her last partner helped to ease his cock inside. He was bigger than the go man and she groaned through the obstacle in her mouthpiece as his pecker stretched out her aching pussy.

'' you got something to say ? '' he asked

reaching behind her headland he undid the gag, pulling it from her back talk and tossing it idaly to the side.

'' fuck me harder '' she pleaded with a groan

'' what did you say slut ? '' he asked, slapping her ass roughly

'' please fuck me difficult sir '' she begged

He rolled her over onto her side, her arms still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in irritation as sore joints protested the repositioning. Strong hands grasped her arm and one of her second joint, using them as leverage to pull her aching body against his. She moaned and screamed, her mouth now destitute of obstructions as his putz sunk deep into her pussy.

The force of his thrusts increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throes of wanton love, her consistence used as his sexy toy, leap and controlled for his pleasure. Her cries now unfettered filled the small room, echoing off the bare walls and cement floor. At the peak of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the duration of his cock into her he cried out. She felt a wash of cum, molten in the heat of their Passion of Christ flow forth, coating the inside of her maltreated pussy and pushing her over the edge into another screaming orgasm, one more in a prospicient line of unnumbered pleasure .