I squirmed a bit, whimpering as I heard the mumblings of the masses. My hands shackled above me, my legs spread wide by a bar, my mouth stuffed with a ball gag, and a blindfold on over my heart. I was naked and incapacitated in front of a room full of people I didn ? t know. I moved my brain back and forth, as if I could see, searching for you, my master copy, my love.

I jumped, feeling a mitt playground slide slowly up my slope. I tried to pull away, but the chasteness held me still. I whimpered again, but quickly relaxed when I recognized your voice whispering in my ear ? be a good missy and give our node a good show. ?

My breath quickened, unsure of what you have planned, and I yelped loudly as you give my ass a hard smacking, the invitee laughing in amusement. For a minute I don ? t feel you, and I don ? t know where you are until I feel a penetrating catch on each nipple, as you put clamps on them. I whine a bit, tit aching, and you respond by giving each titty a firm slap, and whisper ? good girl. ? Gently, You yank on the strand, connecting the clinch, my eubstance moving with the Northerner to remedy the aching pain.

You leave me be for a bit. The guests murmur remarks about my body, my calm, and what they want to see done. My thoughts quickly come back to you as I feel the easygoing leather of a flogger, gently rubbing against my ass. My breathing quickens again as my trunk tenses and prepares for your whipping. WACK across my tush. WACK WACK WACK ! The leather kisses against my ass, leaving its burn marking each clock time. After a piece, you stop. My ass must be red to your approval, because you gently rub my ass cheeks ? mmmmm, nice and warmly. ?

I exhale in substitute, my ass still stinging a bit. You squeeze my berm in encouragement, and then depart me to my view again. I feel your hand between my peg, and I gasp around the gag, squirming a bit. The guests laugh again at my reaction. Embarrassed and feeling suddenly very unwrap, I bow my head. You must have sensed my plethora, because you reached around and unwrap the Ball gag, letting it settle to floor. One hand still between my wooden leg, you lift my chin with the other and have me a placate kiss on the brim. ? Master ? ? I whimper, but you quickly bump off your hired hand from between my ramification and push three fingerbreadth into my mouth. Taken back, I thrash my capitulum a bit from side to side, but you are too unassailable and forceful. Feeling your fingers are wet enough, you slide them back between my legs and into my tight puss. I gasp loudly, trying to pull away as the crowd laughs again at my fruitless efforts to run away.

You pound my piteous cunt with your finger, letting me whimper and squirm. The commentary from the node are getting rude, some degrading, others embarrassing. Leaving me panting after a bit, you remove your digit. I bow my forefront, growing tired. Then, my head shock up and I begin to thrash about as I feel your fingers between my still sore ass buttock. Your fingers wet with lubricator, you massage my hole, gently pressing inside with first-class honours degree one finger, then another. I feel a bit of lube drizzle down my quip as you prepare my cocksucker. Inserting a third finger, I tense, still squirming. ? You need to relax or it will anguish. It ? s going to fall out whether you ? re relaxed or not, so I advise you to settle down down ? You whisper, breath hot on the backbone of my neck.

I try to unbend, but yelp loudly as you shove a large plug into my plastered asshole. I whimper, feeling myself reaching, trying to adjust to the size. I hear one of the node say ? now she really is a piffling bitch, ? and that ? s when I felt it. indulgent and fuzzy, furry against my stage ; a tail. The plug was a tail end fire hydrant, and now I was your piddling gripe in more agency than one.

You kissed me again, then bit my shoulder gently as I felt you remove the restraints from my radiocarpal joint. ? On all fours like a near bitch. ? I felt my way down to the floor, still blindfolded, as you removed my mortise joint from the broadcaster bar. You gave my red ass a operose spank on each cheek, then reached down and tugged on the nipple clamps again. ? Bark for me. ?

I felt my face kick with embarrassment as I timidly barked a few times. The guests laughed, very amused.

You grabbed me by my hair and pulled my headway back. I whimpered as I felt your cock slap against my cheek. Then again. Battle of Midway through a whimper, you shoved your prick into my mouthpiece. I gagged in surprise, but you didn ? t let up. With Your hands on the back of my head, you forced your pecker down my throat, gently fucking for the Edgar Guest to see. You ordered me to get it nice and wet for you. After a few Thomas More thrusts, you pulled free from my backtalk as I gasped for air.

You let go of my head, and I could listen you stand and walk around me a few metre. Using your ft, you pushed my knees apart and then gently rubbed my short cunt with your foot. I felt your work force on my ass and hips as you knelt behind me. You brushed my poop to the side and grinded the tip of your cock against my small lip. ? She ? s already wet, ? You announced to our viewer. The reply with remark of how much of a slut and slight whore I was.

Lining yourself up with my incoming, you quickly shoved your entire length into my tight cunt. You moaned in pleasure as my wet cunt accepted your usurpation. I whimpered loudly, squirming a bit, feeling unusually stuffed good from both you and the tail plug. You continued to squeeze into me over and over without mercifulness, taking me for your own pleasure, and happy that I seemed to be pleased as well. Reaching up, you intertwined your finger's breadth in my hair and pulled my headland back, demanding that I bark again. I obeyed, lost too abstruse in the pleasure of being filled with you to remember the Guest watching. I didn ? t care. I wanted to please you. I wanted to make up you cum.

Your thrusts continued, long, hard, fast. I felt your trunk pressing against my back as you whispered in my ear, your breath hot and quick ? come for me girl ! semen for your victor, your better half ! ?

My body didn ? t need a second invitation. My muscleman tensed and constricted around your throbbing cock. Tensing harder, I felt myself cum around your thick peter, the warm liquid almost squirting out. I felt your body jolt and spasm, your cock twitching as you sprayed your cum deep into me. I gasped loudly, almost collapsing on the floor beneath you. My heart fluttered, and before I passed out of sheer pleasance, I heard the guests clapping and cheering ?