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Unwillingly Seduced, Part Six*(To recap, click this link for the previous installment [https://fetlife.com/users/47496/posts/1731605 ] or start from the beginning [https://fetlife.com/users/47496/posts/1611605 ])*It had been three days since my punishment began.Not allowed to touch myself. Not allowed to have sex with anyone else. Nothing. And he had built me up to an orgasm, only to deny me the release.He hasn’t called me. Texted me. Or even emailed me. Nothing.I ache all the time now. It’s at the bottom of my stomach. It’s a small, dull throb that just won’t go away. My breasts are sensitive, my clothes always feel too tight. I want to touch myself, caress my nipples, slide my fingertips down, massage and soothe….I’m always wet.At night, I slide the ballgag into my mouth. I moan. I beg as I cup myself. Begging for the orgasm, that few moments of pleasure, denied to me. This hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it aches….I even called him going straight to voicemail each time. I whispered into the cell, into his voicemail. Whispering how sorry I am, please let me do it, please let me cum, would he like to watch? Masturbate for him?He never replied.I’m laying on my bed, in my work clothes, staring at my cell laying next to me. It doesn’t ring, it doesn’t tell me if a text comes in, nothing. I close my eyes and roll onto my back, one hand slowly slipping into my pants, wanting, needing, and desperate.I sigh and pull my hand back. I get up to my laptop and start scrolling the messages in my email. After a couple of minutes, I refresh the screen…he’s written me!I open it up and start reading, barely aware that the tip of my thumb is in my mouth, my tongues wishing back and forth over it. I read it. I read his instructions. The throb turns to aching, sharp pangs. My nipples are already hard. My breath is quick.I rush to my bedroom. I dig out the tripod, check the battery in my camera, place it at the foot of my bed. I aim and focus it on where türbanlı karaman escort I know I will be. I turn it off to save power and get dressed.No panties allowed, I slip on my fishnets, the crotchless one. I pull on my black boots, the ones that go up to my knees. I shimmy into my latex skirt, feels so snug and right and dirty. I wear a red, long sleeved tee, no bra. My nipples are so hard they are practically poking through the shirt.I kneel on the bed, in front of the camera. I put on ankle cuffs, with a foot long chain between cuffs, I snap them tight. I put on my collar, the one with a single, silver ring, making it so tight I almost choke a little. I lay some items in front of me; handcuffs, a large, black vibe, an inflatable anal plug, a white scarf.I place the scarf over my eyes, pulling the knot tight, knotting it again. With my blindfold, I reach blindly for the camera. I feel it and gently scan it with my finger, looking for the record button. I find it…and press it.I lean back on my heels. I’m quiet for a moment. I then slowly pull up the latex skirt. I feel it slide up the swell of my butt. Once it’s high enough, I move legs, spreading them as far as the ankle chain will let me. The camera recording my shaved pussy.I reach down and grab the anal vibe. I lean forward on one hand as I reach behind me with the vibe. I lick my lips, I whimper as the tip of the vibe rests on my anus. Breathing heavily, I slowly push it in.My mouth opens wide, silent at first, until a long, deep moan escapes me. My head drops as it slides ever so slowly into my tight butt. I look back up, still blindfolded, knowing that I’m looking a the camera.“It’s in my nasty hole, Sir. My nasty, dirty hole.”I press the bulb that inflates the vibe, making it larger inside of me.“It’s filling my ass, Sir. Sir, it feels *soooo* good! I’m so filled up!”I turn on the vibe. I’m whimpering and moaning.“OH SIR türbanlı karaman escort bayan IT FEELS SO GOOD IN MY DIRTY ASSHOLE!”My hips gyrate, butt moving up and down, a delicious and packed feeling in me. Loving it. Moving sensuously as I reach down again, feeling for the handcuffs. Finding them, slapping them on quickly.“Sir, I need cock, Sir. Cock, please. I need cock in my mouth, please, Sir.”I find the black vibe, pick up it up in my cuffed hands. As I bring it up, the head lays on my chin. I flick out my small and pink tongue, making small circles on the head. Turning my head, I lick the shift, slowly, feeling the hardness, making small noises.I grab the base and let the head into my mouth. Slowly, agonizingly, pushing it in to the shaft, opening my small mouth wide. The shaft stretched my lips, the head tickling the back of my throat. I stick out my tongue as far as it can go, taking as much in as I can. I gag a little before gently pulling it out.I go down on it again. Faster. More gags. I increase my pace until my head is bobbing up and down, making all those horrible gag sounds until I am going so fast that I can only make loud, *gukking* sounds….Out of breath, I finally stop. The vibe is slick with my spit. My chest is heaving.“Sir. I need this cock in my pussy. My dirty, pussy. I need it *SO* bad in my nasty fuck hole. Please, Sir!”I move it between my legs and and didn’t waste time. I am so fucking desperate, so fucking needy and greedy, I just jam it in, almost cumming right then. I start to work it up and down, turning on the vibe.“Ooooohhhh, Sir! It’s so good to be fucked! It feels so fucking good!”I move my hips faster.“Do it, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my slutty body, fuck it hard!Faster. Drooling a little.“Ooooohhhhhfuckmefuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme-”Jamming it.“Fuckmypussyassliekawhorewhorei’myourwhorei’myourwhore-”Soon, I’m not making any sense, just screaming, türbanlı escort karaman moaning, begging, begging and begging to cum. I feel the pressure build up, mounting, its unbearable, it’s going to be soon and it’s going to big.I slow down just enough, just enough to get some breath to say one last thing.“I’m cumming for you Sir, this nasty, piece of shit whore is cumming for you…oh y god, oh my god, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!” My entire body bucks hard. I feel liquid shoot down the vibe in my pussy, I squirted. I’m panting as I fall down. My legs are spasming slightly. It’s hard to catch my breath. I struggle to get back up.“Th-thank you…for…let…letting…me cum..Sir. I-it feels good…to c-cum…like a whore…”I fall back down. The vibes are still in me, soothing pleasure now.A minute later, I get up, undo the cuffs. I slowly pull out the vibes, the anal plug making me have a tiny orgasm that almost brings me back down again. Fumbling for the camera, I stop recording, then I take my blindfold off.I sort of passed out for a few minutes before getting up and getting the laptop. From my bed I download the movie from the camera to the laptop. I format it and then send it to him. I fell back to the bed.Two hours later, I got his email. He loved it. I smiled as I read it. He forgave me. That made me feel good too. I was free to fuck myself whenever I wanted to. Or have someone fuck me…. I clicked on a link he sent me, probably a bondage video. I waited for the video to come up. And then I saw myself sliding the anal vibe in, moaning loudly….My kinky, masturbation video had already clocked over 10,000 hits.As I sat there, jaw dropped, horrified and red-faced, jumping violently from anger to excitement at the prospect of my private video for him was now public I realized with new-found horror that…this video of me begging like a horny slut was about to go viral.______________________________________________________Tonight’s music while writing:Perfect Breed, Nasty Dirty Sex Music, [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDsdJYW-V-g ]Temazo, Fuck me Like a Bitch, [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4VSxEht4zm4 ]Orgasm Excited Mix, [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=88B-rlAbwQU ]Also, wrote this with my mouth packed with my panties and held in with a scarf, OTM gag. Still gagged, too!Mmmmpphh!

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