Bonded Playfullness

I start to stand up, only to pause as Olviva rubs her hands across my side, walking around me, a smug look on her face. I let out a moan, finding her touch rather comforting and pleasant. Naked, bound and gagged as ever, I did my best to balance myself, my legs spread wide, as she walked around and behind me. I felt her hands moving across my back and my ass. She let out a snicker, as pleasure flowed through me, and after a moment, I felt her strap-on once more rubbing across me.

I noticed Nate still recording us, while Michael watched from the sidelines. I let out a gasp, noticing as she played the door to my condo was still open, before dismissing it. I felt pleasure rising in me once more, as my mind only thought quickly became solely how much it felt good just then, as I found myself wanting her to keep at it. I moaned again, feeling my muscles flex as pleasure exploded within me, her strap-on toy rubbing across my shaved bush. I felt myself orgasming easily as if she was taking over from where he had left off.

I felt my back arch, as well as it could, as new waves of pleasure exploded within me, which only increased in intensity as the top of her toy found its way into me. I felt it pushing in deeper, slipping easily in. I moaned, expecting I was being watched from outside the hall but still I found myself not caring, I felt her grip tighten on me, my leg being pulled to one side, landing on the couch next to me, as another orgasm exploded through me.

I felt her start to thrust the toy, each time slipping deeper and deeper, as she played with me. I felt my pleasure rising, my mind almost insistent in her keeping at it. I pressed myself against her, as my pleasure rose even higher. Feeling Olivia holding on tightly, I do my best to remain in place, my orgasms quicking in pace. I felt her toy, as it plunged in and out, ranging pleasure through me. She was clearly making a show of it; either for the camera, Michael, or those who may be watching from the hall. No matter who she may be doing it for, I found myself only wanting more, as I felt myself orgasm, the span between one to the next decreasing as she kept at it. I felt her bump into me then, as her toy was left embedded in me, pausing before resuming plunging her toy into me, from its ti to buried deep into me, again and again.

My eyes once more flutter shut, enjoying every moment of it, as she played it out. So long as she kept at it, I didn't really care. I felt her speed grow faster, taking me by surprise, and causing me to twitch, climaxing before she. slowed down to a crawl about as fast. She stayed at that pace for several, long agonizing moments before resuming a more natural speed. I moaned freely now, enjoying every moment of it. I felt her griping me tight with one hand, even as she rubbed her fingers and palm of the other across my naked and exposed body. I felt myself bouncing forward and back, my breasts bouncing, ass shaking, as she played around, as I submitted myself to her.

I felt her speed increase again, my pleasure exploding with it, and once she paused, I found my only thought was hoping she go back to it. After a bit, she did, and I moaned softly in relief as she kept at it. I heard Michael and Nate chuckle, watching amused as she dominated over me. I lost track of time, as she played it out, and I found myself only away of how my pleasure washed through my very being.

Once she finally stopped, she gently placed me onto the couch next to my new boyfriend & master, Michael. Only then, as my breathing slowed, did I notice whispers from outside the hall.