Playfull Bonds

I gasp, my breath raspy, as I feel her fingers moving in and out of my pussy and along my clit as I kneel before them. I smile up as the crowd watches on, enjoying seeing me naked and exposed before them. I manage not to gag as the latist man to claim me for his pleasure pinches my nose between the fingers of his right hand.

'Cauck Cuack' sounds escape my lips as his cock plunges easily down deep into my throat, pausing before pulling himself out, stopping only when the tip rests on my lips. Holding myself on my knees, I find my lips holding tightly to his member, my tongue stroking it. I orgasm easily as his member thrusts swiftly down once more, claiming my willing body for his own desires. My mind submits to him too, as any other concern but being a pliable toy leaves my mind.

I moan aloud, feeling his cock thrusting easily into my throat, my body gyrating slightly each time his cock plunges. "Such a dirty cock whore, aren't you? You must love this." As she spoke, I felt her fingers pressing in and out of my mound, playing with me, as my pleasure rose ever higher. I orgasm easily to their attentions, my breasts bouncing before them, as I submit to them.

Trying to speak, my words come out distorted and muffled, as I submissively please him. She giggles anyway, and the crowd lets out a burst of laughter in response. Moaning, I quietly notice my words were at least understood in context. I orgasm hard, as he claims me. That's when I felt my arms being grabbed and being brought behind my back. I let out a moan, my shoulders sliding back, making my already ample bosom stand out further than it already was, as she bound my arms behind me.

She whispers into my ear, all the while he continues to pound his cock down my willing mouth, "That's better... don't you think, whore? Can't have you flailing about from lack of oxygen, now can we?", to which I moan, my mind not even reiseng she stopped rubbing her fingers into my pussy untill she was already back at it. I moan loudly though his cock, my arms pulling uselessly at their new bonds as pleasure floods my very being. I orgasm hard, my back arching slightly, as he uses me freely. The crowd cheers aloud as I'm used before them, and I find myself realising how much pleasure being used is sending through me.

His speed increases, even as she wraps her right arm around my neck. In a moment, I tilt my head upward, seeing his smug expression, as she puts casual pressure on the sides of my neck. I moan loudly, feeling her choking roughly before them, and I climax as his load explodes into my throat.

He lets go of me, and smirks as he sees the salty mix in my mouth, nodding as I swallow it down. It takes several hard gulps to get it all, my muscles holding me tightly in place and on my knees before them as she whispers, "You like being used, don't you whore?"m to which I could only nod back, gasping for breath.

I felt myself suddenly being hauled back up, my nakedness on display before them, seeing dozens of aroused and excited faces before me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see her smirking along with me, as I'm being presented, helpless, before them. She leaves me like this for a minute or so, slowly rotating me around so all could get a look at me. With a smirk, one of them brings forth a ballgag, placing it into my mouth as my chest heaves before them. Moaning, I felt it being tightly cinched in place before a bondage collar was put around my neck.

She nods once they are tightly cinched down, and I find myself being hauled forward. I felt them grasping, grabbing and slapping at me as I'm moved past them. She does not stop until I'm back by his car. Breathing hard, I see his smug expression as she pauses, leaving my nudity on display before him. I was let go suddenly and, like a sack of potatoes, quickly left to bend over and onto the hood of his car. Gasping loudly, I find my pleasure still raging within me, as desire and even an orgasm rush through me. He looks down at me, rushing a hand through my hair, before inquiring, "So, what's your estimation of her?"

She lets out an amused chortle, grabbing me around the waist, rubbing at me roughly before replying, "I'm sure she'll make good entertainment for your guests. Whore does love to... entertain quite well, and seems more than apt to submit to them fully when the time comes. Whenever that is remains at your discretion, of course.

He smirks, moving his hand through my hair and down to my cheek, holding my head up slightly as he examines me closely, "Glad to hear it. They do like to be entertained, after all." he pauses his speech, moving his hand to my shoulder as I moan softly, my breathing even now rather deep and ragged. She nods back, and with a smile, he finishes, "and. good whore can be hard to find. Come, let's bring her back. I'm sure there will be a place for one such as her at the mansion."

She smirks at that, slapping my ass hard, eliciting a sharp cry from me, before slyly stating, "I'm sure we can, though some of the staff may take the opportunity presented to have some fun, too."

I felt myself being hauled into the car, the door opening up moments before I'm shoved in the back. I land with a thud, and as the door closes behind me, I hear him retorting, "If they do, so much the better." To which they laugh, getting in the sports car and taking off, even as I'm left to wonder what I have gotten myself into now...