Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)
Chapter 6
by
juicygirl
Do the guys follow the plan or do I change it?
I am so fucked and the boys have their way.
"unnnnngh . . ." I cry out as the last bit of feces is forcibly expelled.
"She's clean, Marc," one of three boys who'd been torturing me called out to the guy who'd talked to me in the car.
Marc then calls back,"good prepare that slutty cunt for her bitch walk, full gear, but I want her face completely uncovered you hear! And make sure you don't wash any of that cum off, I want her dripping cum. Her parents are going to be so proud!"
Hearing this I tried to make a run for it. This was not a good idea. The enema tube hurt and sprayed water all over. I had a feeling that I would have to pay for that. The ankle restraints just meant that I would fall flat on my face. But I was so scared and wet for it at the same time. A **** chain soon followed and the guy with the chain yanked hard just so I wouldn't forget that I was a stupid wet slut. An enormous butt-plug covered with lube was rammed into my asshole. When I tried object a gloved hand slapped my ass hard. I just whimpered after that. A large vibrator was then rammed into my cunt. It was going at full speed. It felt like an S&M superman was having his way with me. I was reduced to whimpering and moaning. My juicy pussy was dripping again and I decided that maybe I am just nasty . . .
The room, that I was dragged into crawling, was filled with S&M gear of various sorts and lots of cameras. After I made the circuit a few times I was brought in front of a camera and ordered to read the following lines with my cum covered mouth. I was really embarrassed and humiliated now. Thank god it wasn't my real name.
"My name is Marnie and I have been a nasty little cum whore. Here I will be trained and retrained. I get the saw horse or the cross next, and I am getting a little wet thinking about it. I hope they're mean to me."
There are tears in my eyes when I say these lines. Before I am strapped into the appliance Marc whispers in my ear, "you know if you had just blown the guy in the theatre like a lady, instead of taking of your top and fucking him like a whore, you might have just ended up with a little gangbang or a chance to voluntarily be in your own little porno. 'Cause little Miss snatch you'll be leaving this place very, very sore." Ashamed, you realize that your body thinks that sounds like fun.
Are you strapped into the Saw Horse or Cross?
- No further chapters
- Add a new chapter
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)
Blondie in the City
- All Comments
- Chapter Comments