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Chapter 2 by pitt-gt pitt-gt

Watch? Join her? ?

Join her

You watch Emma plunge her dildo deep into her pussy, then step inside the room and close the door. Emma’s head snaps around at the sound of the door, her eyes wide as she looks at you. She jumps up and faces you, wearing nothing below her waist except a pair of black heels. She reaches for her gag, but you grab her first. Emma squirms against you as you wrap your arms around her, her ass grinding on you as she tries in vain to reach her mouth.

“Just calm yourself, little Emma,” you whisper in her ear. “Isn’t this what you were fantasizing about? Being helpless as some guy takes advantage of you. As he uses you as a fucktoy. Wasn’t that what you were watching?” A tear forms in her eye as she nods her head reluctantly. “Mmmmph,” she struggles to explain herself, but can’t due to the red ball pried behind her teeth.

You drag her to the bed and throw her down. Emma squirms a bit but as you grab the little chain between the cuffs, she does little to resist. You reach into your bag and find some pull ties to run around a bar low on the head board and through the little chain, fixing her wrists to the bed. Emma’s brown eyes pierce through you as you stroke her cheek, your thumb rubbing across her drool coated chin.

Your attention now turns to her long, sexy legs. Emma kicks her legs away from you, but you grab hold of one, then the other. She stops kicking as you wrap one arm around both knees and reach for a roll of electrical tape. You feel the goosebumps raising on her smooth skin as you wrap the tape just above her knees. The binds on her knees make grabbing her ankles easy, so you wrap a good amount of tape around them as well.

You step back and smile as you watch Emma writhe on the bed. The starlet groans through her gag as her arms strain against the plastic holding them in place. Her feet kick in her bonds, the thick leather straps on her shoes keeping them from falling off as she struggles.

Your pants feel tight as your bulge presses against them, but you also know you have to get this last job of the day done before your supervisor starts calling.

her quickly or come back later and take your time?

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