Your crush!

Your arms strain against your restraints as you unconsciously begin to hump the air. The strap-on continues mocking you inches from your face. Your body begins to shake more and more, a mixture of muscle soreness and increasing desperation for release. You moan out in need as your cock strains against its unyielding restraints. You are so caught up in your degradation and humiliation fueled lusty haze your heart jumps as you see a flash from a phone camera on the other side of the glass.

Looking up from the cock in your face your eyes go wide and your face reddens and your heart begins to pounds in your chest! In front of you, separated only by a sheet of glass, stands your life long crush and best friend Charlie.

Baggy clothes hide the figure beneath and her pixie short dyed red hair frames her thin face. Rumors followed her that she was a lesbian but she has never said anything. However you couldn’t help but develop a crush on her over the years, even if it landed you squarely in the friend zone.

She stares at you desperately trying to place the girl in front of her. A blonde haired fuck toy in a skimpy latex dress that barely covers her ass, bound and forcefully bent in half, a strap-on inches from her face and a dominatrix dummy behind her with a whip.

You silently and desperately pray she doesn't figure out this girl is you. Shockingly you somehow grow more and more aroused. You feel as if your cock is going to break it’s confinement’s from its **** attempts to get hard.

Being best friends and spending a lot of time together she recognizes you fairly quickly. You see her face grows a wide and evil smile of shock and realization.

Your heart drops as she waves at you and mouths “Hi Sam!” through the window. The redhead takes another photo and blows you a kiss before she walks into the store with purpose.