Tricky Agent A Slut In A Chocolate Desires To Be Fucked!

Almost nightmare to full blown nightmare, I guess. I grope my way around the walls, fingers touching more metal chains (or shackles). Something sharp pricks my finger, tracing down they feel like a row of spikes, naah… a matrix of spikes. My mind tries to recreate the room in light… and it is not a nice skinny sight… it is forming a nice torture chamber in my head. I stumble on something wooden, a plank… I try to move it, but it seems fixed. I have a feeling that the walls are ever so slightly turning my direction of movement and that I might actually be in a circular chamber. The feeling is reinforced when I trip again on a wooden plank after stumbling around a while. It is either a really long torture chamber or a round room! I gingerly try to place my bum on the wooden plank, hoping it won’t see-saw on me. It does not. Phew! Sitting down on what I want to reimagine as an innocent bench in the dark, releases the pent up exhaustion in me. I slip into an almost unconscious sleep. I wake up again, sore, from the walk, from the unforgiving wooden bench…and still in my dream! It is still dark. I try to hold up my hand in front of my face to doggystyle check the extent of visibility. Metal clangs. Oh goodness! I am in shackles. This is not an improvement. Besides, I am feeling cold… and the cold is creeping into my ‘secret’ places… Jeez! I am naked, spread-eagled and shackled… and as good as blind-folded. What now? Strangely, my body is tingling… not sure if it is fear or anticipation. In my head, horrific images of creepy crawlies attacking is interspersed with those of many hands touching, groping, caressing my naked body. Something grazes my left nipple. I gasp. What feels like many butterfly feet trace down my belly, and back up to my breast. I know my feet are tied apart, but on instinct I try to clench my knees and I realise that my knees are tied apart. I am wide open to whoever (or whatever) is in there with me. I close my eyes (though it doesn’t matter if they are open… it’s just too dark) and I imagine you in there with me. And that pinching of my nipples… I imagine it is you. It hurts… I want to scream… but it is just a whimper that comes out. The ‘fingers’ stop twisting my nipples, the rush of blood back to them makes me gasp and before I can arrange teen my senses, a barrage of stings land on me Natural tits down there. I think I just got pussy whipped! That burns like hell… and not surprisingly, I am turned on AND in a lot of pain. I can sense a presence… it’s just the air that feels so… ‘you’ make no sound at all. The cat-o-nine tails (it has to be that) lands on my right breast. And even though shaved I know that I could be whipped anytime, not knowing where and what interval is unnerving. As if to ease the hurt a bit, a finger or fingers caress my pussy lips… parting them, probing the entry softly… causing my breath to tighten and every other muscle to loosen. The frequencies of blows and caresses increase, some are simultaneous that I am no longer sure if there is just one tormentor in there with me. I can feel my body burn and sting to the point of numbness. I can picture welts crisscrossing my breasts and thighs. She made breakfast, woke Daddy up with cuddles and kisses and a quick handy, ironed his clothes and showered and brushed her teeth. “I've been looking forward to this all night. The more often she found herself just doing what she was told the less of a human being she felt like. And then she returned to her room. Just milking my cock and not caring if anyone saw what I was up too. I felt bad for her. We’re almost home. We can really fuck her?” “I heard the Program turns girls into utter sluts. “Write down that the building is constructed to current codes for King County, State of Washington, and the United States of America,” Jophiel said at one shaved point. Honestly we probably got careless, not being as careful about noise, that’s what got us caught. She took hold of Mikaela's nipples and traced circles over them, there was little moment she could do. Then she returned to her original position. Then I turned to look out of the cubicle and teen saw 2 guys standing there watching me, one was just wearing skinny his boxers, the other one was naked, complete with hard-on. He would give no reason for his adamant concern, only that she should not come, that he forbade her. Only this Becky hadn’t sprouted breasts, didn’t have anything between her legs that men would pretend to care about her for. Then I pushed the covers off us and rolled over on top of her. “Lick all that jizz out of me. Ooh, you're just such a slutty cuckqueen. He stood, and looked at Laura. Josh had the slaves line up in front of the room, all three of them were very doggystyle nervous and more than a little aroused. I feel a little superior to their wives when they are over. I slid into her and started going to town, and she was quiet for a while then suddenly she wailed at the Natural tits top of her lungs and passed out. Lissa could hear Marias breath fluttering as the two girls parted. He unbuttoned the fly of his loose government uniform trousers, freed his tool from his underwear pulled it out and started rubbing all ten inches of it. The only thing that determined that time was passing was the buildup of the steam from the shower. I took one last shot and walked out from around the bar. She couldn’t really take much, but she didn’t really need to. It made my ears twitch and my tail prickle. I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.