Bondage Bang

I keep my gaze aimed at their feet, softly whimpering as I half-hang from the rafters, half-standing before them. Other than the ground, all I could see was my own naked body, goosebumps sprouting all over, my nipples standing out hard from my bosom. I hear his mother giggle softly as she approaches, and I let out a soft moan as her hand cups my exposed breast, my voice muffled by the ball gag. She gave my nipple a pinch under her fingernail, and my moans grew louder as they laughed. After a moment, she removed her hand, moving it up to my chin, and I placed my head directly into it, leaning into the touch.

"We have decided, as a favour for our son, that you may stay here. You need to be insolence, on the more the occasional outburst aside. Be aware, that you won't be given a free pass. You will have to earn your keep here, however difficult that may be for a woman of your ... background." As she spoke, I simply held my head to one side, my face in her hand, as I submitted to her. I simply nodded my head and was rewarded by her pulling her hand abruptly from my head, which dropped several inches before I could stop it.

She laughed and stepped back, her son taking her place. I felt his hand on my back, his left hand grabbing my left leg up at the knee. I moan, pleasure rushing through me, even as I have to hop in place just to keep my balance on my right leg. I feel his body press against mine, and do my best to embrace it, even as my arms remain bound above me. I hear myself cry out, the sound muffled by the ball gag, as he held himself close to me, my left leg held high.

My eyes flutter shut as his cock rubbed across my shaved mound, and I orgasm at the touch. Just then, I left a downward tug on my leash, and I cried out in surprise. Even as his cock rubbed across my clit, I felt my leech being pulled downward, **** me. I let out a gasp, and I orgasm hard as pleasure rose within me. I did my best to stand where I was, my body pressed against his. My eyes fluttered open briefly; enough to see, from my reflection in the glass, my cheeks ... no, my whole face, taking on a deep red hue.

I feel his cock stretching me hard, plunging deep into me, even as I did my best to press myself against him. My cries, muffled though they were, came out primal, savage. Each one was sharp to my ears, incredibility brief as he roughly pounded me; "MMuggh MMuMM mmUUUMMM Aaaaugh." I felt my orgasm increase in frequency, even as he plunged deep into me, his thrust slow, though forceful, as took full advantage of me, as I dangled before him, to sate his passions.

my head titled upward, feeling pressure on the sides of my neck, as his rock-hard member plummed deep into me, as I willfully submitted to his lusts. His thrusts were forceful, and thus he did not have to do much to press himself balls-deep into my willing body. He worked at it none the left, his right hand on my back holding tight to me as his balls smashed into my shaved mound and clit, and I climaxed hard before them.

He kept at it, **** me with my leech even as he used me. My orgasmic cries shrill, as I willfully allowed myself to be used, submitting to his desires, my thoughts flush with pleasure. I found concerns about my condo and work evaporating as if into a haze, replaced only with the desire to keep pleasing him. I felt pleasure welling up ever higher within me, my only thought being to be used and abused by my new master.

He took his time, clearly showing off his dominance over me, as I felt myself being ravaged by him. I cared not; so long as he kept doing it, I was happy. I orgasm from the pleasure and pain, not caring which was which just then, as he pummeled me hard. My cries were increasingly shrill, I felt pleasure overtaking my mind, and I didn't care one whit. I wanted to be used by him, and that was it.

I felt his speed increase then, his rough thrust growing in pace. I found it harder to balance then, bouncing several times as I did my best to stay in one place and pressed against him. I heard more people arriving but did not care, as I was so focused on what we were doing, and how he was taking advantage of me. Soon, he was pummeling me, his pounding like a jackhammer.

I heard laughter then, male and female, but gave it no mind. At least, not until I felt his load explode deep within me, followed by more as he made sure to pump every bit into my willing folds. I orgasm hard, again and again, and finally climaxed as I felt him hold me tight, and the tell-tale felting shot through me like a gunshot, as he painted my insides with his cum.

He held on tight, still **** me by my leach, and whispered, "I wonder how long you can keep this up, and keep your mind intact." he chuckled softly, finally letting go of the leach, letting me take a breath freely. I dared not look around me then, knowing already by the sounds that his friends surrounded me; the only difference here, is this time, it was men and women alike. I kept my gaze aimed downward at my feet, hearing their laughing, sneering and everything else, as I slowly caught my breath.