Leave her

Greg smile at the scene before him. His dick was already erect, but that could wait a bit.

"Well, since you quite clearly need a good fucking, I'll do the opposite. Can't wait to see how you are after a good hour of this", Greg told Jamie before leaving the basement.

Jamie, unable to take the pleasure, tried to make a **** wail, to beg him to fuck her, but the ball gag stopped her. She then realized what she almost did, and felt the shame flood in with the pleasure. She almost begged to be fucked.

She dwelled on her shame in an attempt to block out the pleasure from the sex toy vibrating in her ass, and it almost worked. However, the massive pleasure she was receiving overwhelmed her brain, as she was brought to another chain of orgasms. She felt her pussy leaking as the juices gathered on the mattress, soaking it.

Jamie desperately tied to ignore the pleasure this was giving her. In her brain, she tried to reprimand herself.

"Jamie, have you lost all your self-respect? You agreed to be his sex ****? This thing wedged up your ass is making you orgasm? Where are all my years of teaching you to respect yourself gone?", Jamie imagined her mother telling her, and it did manage to slightly slow down the chain of orgasms. They did still come, but at a lower rate, giving Jamie some time to keep the reprimands up.

She did the same with her father, both grandmothers and her sister. By the end, she had almost managed to ignore the pleasure, but still coming from time to time as the pleasure built up. She had lost the track of time, and so was unaware only 15 minutes of the hour had gone by.

The fight with the pleasure was exhausting, and misjudging that the hour was nearly over, since she was so tired she thought a long time must have gone by, she gave in to the pleasure again, convinced Greg would be there soon. She immediately regretted it, as the orgasm returned in full ****. The return of the pleasure was so overwhelming she moaned loudly. The ball gag lowered the volume, but it still came out quite loud. Greg didn't hear it, thanks to the TV, but Jamie felt humiliated all the same at being unable to hold it back.

Jamie felt a shock when she realized she had misjudged time. By this point, the was a large puddle of her juices under her. She desperately tried the same tactic but as the pleasure and orgasms had exhausted her, and she was unable to make it work.

The next half an hour was hell for Jamie, as she was unable to, in any way, ignore the pleasure or stop the orgasms. By the time Greg came back down to the basement, he had a lovely sight. This sight was of Jamie, laying in a large puddle of her own juices, her head arced backwards as she constantly came. Through the ball gag, she was panting and moaning. Greg approached her and removed the vibrator before giving her ass a good smack.

"Who would have known it? Lovely Jamie is an anal slut. How did it go, ****? Ready for more fun?" he mocked her. She was barely listening to him, just panting and resting from no longer having the sex toy in her ass.