Creative Confusion

Waiting with Jeesse, all I can do is look around. Still, I'm oddly enjoying myself, even though I'm not wearing a single piece of clothing and unable to move or speak. As I wait, I suddenly find myself in for one more surprise, as Jesse puts his hand before my eyes.

I let out a gasp of suprise as the world seems to become dark, blocked by his hands. He chuckles, and I let out an amused note, though the sound is distorted by the ball gag. He holds his hands there a moment. "Not to worry, I'm sure she'll find something for you soon enough. I force my shoulders to drop as he speaks, feeling my tight bonds still pulling them back.

His hand remain there until I hear footsteps coming from the bedroom. In moments, the sound comes closer, and Jesse removes his hands from my eyes... placing them under my breasts, instead. I gasp in surprise as I look on; she holds up a black halter top and a pleated scarlet micro mini skirt.

I nod, caught by suprise when Jesse's left hand moves down, dropping to caress my shaved mound. My back arches as pleasure courses through me. I felt his fingers moving in and out of my shaved mound, caressing my pussy lips as she shoots me a casually suave look. "I find what should be a great outfit for tonight, though it seems you'll be just as happy if I left you with Jesse here as you are."

I let out a moan, his right hand squeezing my breast, flicking my nipple with his thumb, even as his fingers casually move along my folds, rubbing and squeezing them all at once. I orgasm easily, and I cry out as my conflicting emotions from the day all lead me to heightened desire.

Helpless, I find myself enjoying his touch all the more. Moaning aloud as I press myself against him, while she simply watches it happen, a smug smile plastering her face. "Seems a little bondage and gruff handling is all it takes to make you a pliable toy, hmm? Maybe we should let Jesse claim you before we start? What do you say to that, my dear naughty neighbour? Shall we start the evening off with a little whoring?

I moan, feeling pleasure and desire coursing madly through me, seeking release, even as I'm helpless to act. Smugly watching it on, she rubs her right hand across my cheek. I nod my head as a tear leaves my eye, and I gasp aloud,

She looks down at me, a suave glance looking at me, keenly enjoying every moment, and every bit of his touch. I cry out, feeling him lift me up, his fingers tightly clinging to my mound and breast. Inches off the ground, I squirm slightly out of desperate desire, feeling myself orgasm asialy, even as my mind demands more.

I'm casually carried over to the back of the couch, now bent over at the waist. I moan aloud, hearing a zipper being opened. "Don't worry, since I'm a merciful host, I'll let Jesse use you before the evening even gets started... isn't that so great and kind of me?"

I let out a moan, nodding, "hgh, hugmuuuh." is all that comes out, though the smug tones she makes of amusement tell me they understand. Well enough, anyway. I orgasm once more, hard and easily, as the tip of his cock brushes against my intimate folds, touching my clit in the process.

His right hand moves; this time, his fingers and palm of his right hand grab my throat, tightening on the sides of my neck. Letting out a cry, as loud as I can, as pleasure seeks to overwhelm any other thought I had. He slaps my ass hard with his left hand, spanking me.

I gasp, my back arching, my body trying to do its best to remain in place, as discomfort and pleasure unite in me, driving my desire higher. I felt his cock move in and out, playing with me, as he spanks me, the impacts rough and hard, my ass shaking each time. Switching between ass cheeks, he soon has my ass turning an ever deeper shade.

My cheeks are likely turning a deeper hue also, as his grip on my neck tightens. Vaguely still aware of my surroundings, I notice Zoe now moving, sitting on the couch, watching intently as Jesse claims me, using me for his own desires.

I moan aloud, feeling a release I did not know I was seeking. Still smug, she watches content, recording it all. She whispers, "I hope you don't mind if I show this to my friends... never know I may even post it online."

I moan aloud again, rocking occasionally, held tight by his grip and my bonds, only caring just then for more. She reaches up her free hand, lackadaisically reaching up and caressing my nipple, and I cry out, orgasming hard before them. I'm now gasping and moaning loudly, feeling myself giving in completely to them, and yet wanting more... that he just stop teasing me and claim me, to use me... abuse me, even.

Finally, he grabs me by the waist, his hold on my neck as strong as ever, as he drives his cock into my helpless, willing body. I felt a rush of pleasure shooting, coursing through me, not even noticing Zoe twisting my nipple just then, as his rock-hard member ploughs deep into me.

My world seems to shrink down to only us, nothing else mattering, as my muscles tighten uselessly, feeling him pound himself deep into me, my body being mightily stretched upon his rock-hard member. I'm being swkered by his cock, and loving every sensation that comes with it.

My cries ragged, I care not for what this may mean, so long as he keeps it up. I felt my orgasms racing through me, one after the other, as his cock pulls out, pausing, his tip against my folds, each moment stretching onward, seemingly lasting an eternity as I find myself impatient for him to go at me. Finally, his member is rumbling deep into me once more, claiming me roughly and forcefully. I gasp, my whole body being shoved forward several inches before bouncing back into place.

Crying aloud, I felt his thrusts, each forefull and powerfully rough, pounding into me. I knew I was being used; she admitted as much, but just then, my only thought, only desire was that he'd keep doing just that. I moan aloud as my orgasms claim me with increasing frequency, while she plays with my nipples.

He's dragging it out, taking his time, making it last as long as possible for his pleasure, and of course, to amuse her. Not that I mind any. I cry out, loud as I can, not caring who may hear, as his cock plunges deeper into me with each thrust, each time knocking me forward, though his tight grip yanks me back, leaving me quivering for more, making me wait before pounding himself in once more.

I see Zoe's amused expression, inches from me, watching smug, and find myself not caring, and feel myself orgasming hard through it all. I climax even harder once his balls smack into my shaved mound, finding even my breath is growing ragged, feeling pleasure and pain coursing freely through me like water, I submit myself freely to him, not caring why he's using me, so long as he keeps at it.

I felt each thrust, the tightness of his grip and my bonds keenly, enjoying it all, helpless before them, and yet not wanting to be anywhere else. I felt each powerful thrust, thundering deep within me, my body responding with regular orgasms. I moan aloud, primal to my ears, while Zoe simply giggles along, smugly enjoying seeing me so debased, made into an animal of primal desires and passions.

My ass bouncing now with the impact os his body, roughly using me, and at a single nod, his pread increases dramatically, even as the royal power of his thrust remains. Like a piston going on full bore, he takes me fully, leaving me to gasp and moan between deep breaths, even as he chokes me out, my face a deep, dark hue.

Bucking with each deep pounding of his rock-hard member, I find myself desiring only this, here and now, as my senses are overwhelmed with desire and release all at once. I orgasm harder and harder, feeling suddenly his loud explosively shooting deep within me, sending me into a tizxe, climaxing hard, my body clenching at him, seeking to milk out every drop of his salty paint.

He keeps at it a bit more, unleashes yet more into my body, using me thoroughly, not stopping until he's through. Not that I would dare complain, as my body seems to be all too eager to feel it swirling inside me. Once he's finally done, he pulls out, rubbing himself off on my ass as casually as a napkin before letting go of my neck.

I gasp loudly as his hold comes free, feeling an emptiness he left behind, along with what he left buried deep behind. Oddly satisfied at that revelation, I hear my ragged breaths, feeling just now how fast my heart is beating. Only now looking around, I felt Zoe pull at my hair, yanking my head back. "My, do you make for a lovely little whore. Had I known you'd be so pliable, I'd have skipped humiliating you with the dog thing altogether. Imagine how our friends, not to mention bar patrons, have reacted to seeing you, bound and gagged, being swkered by strangers' cocks?"

She lets out a nasty, guttural laugh, amused at the image. "Ah, well, we have time... and you seem oddly willing to submit—such a great combination. Now then, may as well get you dressed up... can't exactly just walk in, you all trussed up like that, and expect to let them go down on you, even though you'd go for that... Well, unless we clear it in advance."

She makes a smug sound, enjoying her new role with glee. "Ah, well, let's get you ready. We have a busy night ahead of us. I nod back, finding myself rather enjoying the whole experience, my mind seemingly eager to please her every whim. I gasp as I'm hauled up, placed suddenly on my feet. I felt my bond being undone, and I almost lost my balance, catching myself before tipping over, as she cackled merrily.

She passes me the clothes she chose for me, my mind taking a moment to recover and remember what they were for. I nodded back, putting on the black halter top first, even as my mind felt a bit clouded. I quickly notice how it not only barely covered anything inomate, but it's also backless,

I manage to look at her, surprised, as she gives me her usual smug expression, "Better hurry up now, unless that's all you want to wear out tonight." I pause, nodding again, not daring to speak, as I put on the micro-mini skirt. I notice a rather heft amound of exposed midriff; the skirt barely reaches below my shaved mound. I nod once, as she puts a necklace on me, the chain hanging far down between my breasts... as if men, or women for that matter, need a reason to stare down there, I think to myself in wry amusement.

In a moment, the bondage collar and ball gag are removed, and I resist the urge to move my jaw about this way and that, even as the muscles cry out. Wth that, Zoe gestures for us to move on out into the hall, and we do. Just as she starts to close the door, Jesse's hands are already moving to hold tightly to me... then the tall man from the carnival makes an appearance, flowers in hand, a large smile plastering his face... "What timing.. I got your text and rushed on over... Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything...?

Zoe's expression switching suddenly from smug, controlling and lovly it, to just surprise and outright shock. It's clear she did not meet up with him from the convivial, which led me to giggle at the notion... given his height, it would be hard to miss.

To add to it all, Tiffany shows up, clearly hoping to welcome us all, dashing out just then, with two men close on her heels. I see the supsie in it all, and know I have to act fast, knowing pleasing one may well end up disappointing someone else.