To The Police!

“Well, that’s upsetting.” About a million thoughts went through my mind all at once. The main one being that I had to get out of there before Emma came in with the police. A shame to have to let such a grade A erection go to waste. Damn. I started jerking that thing off, while I thought. “Brooke, Daisy get dressed.”

“But Daddy…” Daisy whimpered still bouncing up and down on her toy, shining with the sweat of an unfulfilled sex addict.

“Fuck you, I didn’t get to cum either.” Miranda shouted over my shoulder. “Get dressed.”

“Thank you baby. Do you have any stockings, or pantyhose?”

“Of course.”

“You do?” Damn. I’m like a total foot freak, and I haven’t taken advantage of that. “Okay, bring them here. We’re wrapping up Mel and getting out of here.” I dashed over to the sink, still working my rod, and grabbed a roll of duct tape.

Miranda returned with a wonderful nest of nylon snakes piled up in her hands. Nice.

So what do I do?

I remove the rag from Mel’s mouth. All wet with drool, and unheard protests. Her mouth was not free long enough to say anything. I stuffed her mouth with a balled up stocking, and taped her mouth shut. I then checked the tights for which one was the stretchiest, once I found my mark, I rolled up one of the legs, placed it over Mel’s head and rolled the leg down over her head. I got to see her face get all smooshed and deformed as the nylon closed in around her face, but there was still plenty left to go. Her neck her shoulders, all the way over her breasts got covered. Then I separated the zip ties keeping her hands and feet together, so I can take the other leg of the tights and roll it up both of her legs to her waist. When I’m done she’s covered head to toe in a little nylon cocoon, legs and arms still bound. I do this with a few more pairs until her dark skin is muffled and obscured by tan and black pantyhose and her gagged face is all but gone except for a vague impression of the human underneath. Then with the roll of duct tape I wrap it around her ankles, knees, arms, and eyes, practically mummifying her. A good term to use, since now she’s so bound up and helpless the only thing coming from her are sweet little whimpers of lust deep beneath her many layers of binding.

“Good shit.” I probably could have gone faster, but I had an erection to tend to. But now that she was wrapped up I mounted her chest, and started jerking myself off in earnest. All the ladies were dressed, and I should have gotten out of there right then and there, but Daisy’s trait was a blessing and a curse. I had an hour on this erection at a minimum if I didn’t nut on Mel right here and now.

So I squeezed her encased titties, admiring the inhuman face I’d given her underneath all that nylon. She was utterly blind and dumb to my actions, having to make do with feel alone, the feeling of my weight dominating her, getting off on her, and finally spurting what looked and felt like a pint of half-melt vanilla icecream onto her face. Her stocking mask quickly absorbed the most water bits of the cum, but a solid web of spunk clung to her face, making all the more impossible to see the human underneath. I was sweating like a monster and huffing, man I really needed that.

I looked up from my newest and most helpless **** and saw all three of them lined up, squeezing their thighs together. “What are you dumb whores doing? When your master conquers a new ****, you cheer for him.”

Miranda, my dear sweet Miranda immediately started clapping her hands together. “Good job Master! You showed that stupid fucking bitch where her place was. Just a faceless little cum rag.”

Daisy too cleared her throat. “Yeah Daddy, that was totally cool. I want to suck on your big thingy and get it all hard again!”

I smiled at her. “I just might let you princess…” if circumstances allowed for it. Then there was Brooke. Brooke brooke brooke. Strong willed, closed mouth, trembling Brooke. “Oh look, once again Brooke tries to assert her dignity as a human being. What genius springs forth from your immaculate mind now Green Smock?”

She opened her mouth to speak, her brow set with determination and verve. So I spit in it as soon as I could. Stopping any kind of argument she had read, and transforming it into a quivering gurgling chorus of moans. I grabbed her by her armpits so she wouldn’t fall over. “Uuuuuuuh.” She groaned, pretty sick of orgasms by this point I would imagine.

“I’m just curious how you think you can resist me is all. I own this nasty body of yours.” I squeezed a tit just to prove my point. “And that’s all your good for. Just an ass for me to fuck, and a mouth for me to spit in. If your empty brain and weak will were worth anything you would have gotten out of here by now like Emma. But you haven’t, because you’re not a real girl, you’re a stupid animal who needs a master to take care of her, to show you what your ass is for, and your place in the world. Do you understand?”

Her eyes were heavy, and dull. She was nearly catatonic from her orgasms and was only kept up by my own strength. Still I could see her shrinking into herself at my barrage of words. She nodded her head meekly .”Yes Master.” (Brooke Filmore +8)(74SP)

“Now cheer for me.”

She sniffled and started her hands together though her heart wasn’t in it. “Great job master, you tied her up and came on her face so good.”

“We’ll work on it.” I ran my eyes over to Daisy. Who had a lower submission score, but hadn’t issued a single complaint all night, or a single point. I petted her hair, and rubbed her cheek. “You’ve been such a good girl today Princess.”

She squeezed Ms. Humpy excitedly, causing the cock on the bear to quiver and shake. “Thank you Daddy.”

“Unlike Brooke you’ve already accepted that I own you, haven’t you?”

She bit her lip. There wouldn’t have been silence in the room if the rhythmic dripping of her pussy wasn’t pinging against the floor. No panties, the nasty bitch. “Yes Daddy.”

“You’re a little smarty.” I grabbed her wrist, spun her around, and brought her in for a hug so Brooke could see what a broken toy sh’ed be very soon. “Figuring that out so soon.” My voice was sweet as could be, as I hugged her. “You thought you were a big girl, all grown up, and scared of cocks. But Daddy knew better didn’t he?”

She whimpered. I could hear her wet tights press against eachother. “Yes Daddy.”

“And you thought your Fifi is where you have fun, but Daddy knows your body better than you do.” I ran my finger along her lips, milking long whorish moans from her. “He’s knows you’re just a sex toy, a baby doll made for blowjobs.” I took Ms. Humpy our of her hands, and pressed the rubber hardon against her lips, which opened up and welcomed her inside. Then I face fucked the woman with a teddy bear, and got nothing but groans of delight and thanks, as the rubber dong swelled up into her mouth until she was gagging and ****, and even then she didn’t want me to stop. “That's why you need your Daddy, to show you these things about yourself.”

“Agh wub bu dahdah.” She manged to enunciate around the bear’s cock.

“I love you too baby. Tell me you want me to own you. To keep you as my little cock sucking dollie forever.” I pulled the bear out of her throat, it’s cock looking more like a gag-gift than an actual sex to thanks to Daisy’s trait.

“I love you Daddy! Take care of me forever. I’m a stupid little girl, and I need my Daddy to show me how to be a good toy.” She kissed my arms and licked my armhair, and just made a drooling mess of her self, it was perfection (Daisy Mae-Nadir +10)(SP67)

"What a good girl. I'll show you how to be a good toy. Suck on your like a little baby." Without a thought of doubt or shame my original trouble maker plopped her thumb in her mouth and began to suck. "Seek that up for ten minutes and I'll let you cum." I paused and held her head close to my chest. "But you're going to have to help make up for what you and Jasmine did to me last week."