To Make You Her Sextoy

Upstairs, you could hear the creaking of floorboards getting closer and closer to the basement door. Assuming Sally was about to come down, you made a sudden attempt to escape from your binds. Tugging at the tape around your wrists, trying to kick off the bounds around your legs. The chair slide and scrapped on the concrete floor of the unfinished basement, creating quite the racket.

Upstairs the creaking of floorboards paused, as if Sally had stopped to listen. A moment later there was the creak of a door. In horror you looked up to see light coming from upstairs, obscured slightly be a feminine shadow. The old stairs began to rumble and squeak as Sally descended. She didn't look to be wearing much. A pair of ankle socks, then a stretch of smooth flesh and chubby thighs before a nondescript t-shirt adorned with a sunset design which managed to cover her up like a mini dress. Her hair was wet, suggesting she had just showered, but she had yet to style it into anything aside from a messy tangle

Once she got to to the bottom, Sally regarded you with a delighted expression, mouth wide open as if she'd just gotten a Christmas present she had been wanting for years. You replied to this with a muffled, angry shout through your cloth gag. It wasn't the best gag, so most of the obscenities and cries to be released were audible.

"Oh perfect! You're finally awake!" Sally announced, her tone was uncomfortably familiar as if she were you girlfriend of many years rolling over to face you in bed. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting," She continued, ignoring your continued gagged protests, "Ever since I first saw you, I knew you were the one. Those perfect lips, those legs, that cute little ass..."

You blushed a bit at the comments, but it was mostly hidden by the redness in your face from all the shouting. This was absurd in any case, Sally was gushing like a teenager like a crush, despite being a good four or five years older than you. Plus the things she saw in you were just plain weird to comment on.

"Oh, I almost can't resist," Sally moaned, suddenly she was upon you. Standing right in front of the chair, one foot pressed down on the seat beside you in such a way that her thigh brushed against your head. Straight ahead, you could feel an intense heat coming from Sally's crotch and....why was there such a bulging in her t-short down there.

"I know you'll be so much better than those cheap fleshlights..." She said, reaching down. Before you could even process what Sally had said, one hand was pulling up her t-shirt and the other was tugging down a pair of plain white panties.

You could see a fleshy mass suddenly unleashed, it hit you with a wet and squishy plop. Your eyes went wide as you let out a disgusted scream and leaned away from Sally. This allowed her mammoth of a girl-cock to come to rest, semi-flaccid and a mere inch from your gagged mouth. Still screaming into your gag, your eyes rapidly flicked between Sally's firm breasts and her dick. The collar of her shirt was just low enough that you could see just how real her tits were, just as real as the cock that she was waving in your face.

"Ooooo~ I can hardly resist...." Sally moaned, taking her cock in one hand and leaning closer, the tip of her shaft drawing out lines of precum on your forehead. "Mmmm....but maybe I should get you ready..." She commented, seeming to hold back the urge to simply begin jerking off as her hand trembled, depositing a speck of clear precum on your cheek.