Sleep it off

You step out of the shower and wrap a towel around your body.

You dry yourself off, and make your way to the bedroom.

You throw on some old t-shirt and underwear and lay down and start thinking about what happened tonight.

That is, until you check your phone. A new message from 'Jenny' only 2 mins ago.

You beg yourself not to open it, but you do.

'wanted to show you what a properly fucked woman looks like cuz I KNOW you haven't seen that before LOL'

The attached image shows Jenny's freshly fucked face.

Her hair is a mess, her makeup is ruined.

And the biggest smile is on her face.

She's completely nude, with Mike's thick cum all over her tits, face and mouth.

She looked thoroughly used.

You swallow hard, as a flood of conflicting emotions rush through your head.

Anger. Sadness. Jealousy. Lust.

You can feel your tiny clitty leak, filling your briefs with a small puddle of pre cum.

You know you shouldn't be getting turned on by a photo of Jenny being fucked by Mike, but you can't help yourself.

Your little clit is twitching and throbbing uncontrollably in its cage.

Eventually you notice a distinct lack of something in the photo.

Your key was gone from around her neck.

That was it. Mike now full possession of the key to your cage, and there was nothing you could do.