Sexy Hostage

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The hostage before and after Sex

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I can see nothing. Something has been snagged around my neck and is being dragged over my head. In the same way that I’m tied up at the ankles, my arms are restrained. When I walk, I hear a metallic sound and can only go a few steps in any direction.

The only way this could have happened is by sheer luck. Preparing to meet up with my sweetheart is the last thing I recall doing before passing out. After a split second, my vision went dark. So here I am, all alone, and I’m terrified.

I can only make noises because something is in my mouth; I can’t yell. The temperature in the room I’m in right now is just right. There appears to be a stove to the right, since I can hear the crackling of wood and feel the heat on my skin as I turn in that way. My underwear collection consists of a thong, a bra, and a pair of briefs. Probably delicious if a little spicy. The carpet on the floor appears to be rather thick. The futility of my inquiries dawns on me after a time; whomever intended me to be here now didn’t leave anything to chance, and I won’t be able to release myself either. In an attempt to de-stress, I take a nap.

Someone finally enters the room after a time. I bowed my head as I heard footsteps approaching; even though I’m fully at my mercy, I don’t want to appear weak. Movement is halted, as if the individual hadn’t anticipated to notice something or was simply looking more closely. Small slivers of chilly air blow by me while the door is still slightly open. My nipples appear to be rising slightly as though the bra I’m wearing isn’t fully enclosing them. It scares me to think what’s going to happen next.

The door is shut. Something has been turned off by the individual in question. It’s only a matter of time before it happens. I can feel my body trembling. My right ear is said, “Relax…” and my left ear, “You are in safe hands.” Relax?! I attempt to express myself and plead to be freed, but no one can make sense of the sounds I make. I flinch as he runs his finger down my spine. What’s going to happen from here?

The man does a U-turn away from where I am. When I hear sounds I can’t understand, it takes a few moments until he returns. Something wet and ice feels like it’s making its way down to my nipple from my collarbone. Even if it doesn’t make sense, I attempt to get away from it because it’s unpleasant. I’m easily slowed down by even the smallest jolt to the area around my neck. “Better be excellent, or you’ll regret it,” he warns. I can feel my blood pressure rising just listening to it. After all, I have no option but to comply. Again, the ice makes a full circle around my nipple, this time looking precisely the same on the opposite side. Everything I own is made of steel. As if by magic, the treatment begins to feel warm and inviting. After a brief jolt, I realize that the anesthesia has caused the movement of my tongue and lips to go unnoticed. Honestly, I can’t deny that. When I’m excited, my breasts are my weakest link, therefore you’ll always be able to manipulate me. But that’s not what I want right now! I’m doing everything I can to fend it off. Using deft fingertips, the first breast is finished off after the second nipple is in place. My body is sweltering and I’m covered with goosebumps. It also makes me horny since it flows between my thighs. I can’t help it, I just can’t! When my body starts to sweat and goosebumps appear all over, I know it’s coming. It also makes my thighs damp, which makes me horny. Damn! I just can’t stop myself! When my body starts to sweat and goosebumps appear all over, I know it’s coming. It also makes my thighs damp, which makes me horny. Damn! I’m powerless to resist!

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He’s now shoving me away. Get down on the ground and out of the crouched position. Please don’t do it! “What’s going on with him?” I wonder. He glides between my thighs as he pushes my thighs apart. Somehow, the knowledge that he’s still dressed helps me to relax a little. As a result, I’m lying in front of him on my side and back. To the Venus hill, I feel a soft touch stroking my belly. A mild pulse of my gender accepts this touch up in kind. It makes gentle circles around this region, and I can feel the dampness in my lower legs spreading apart my labia. The thin cloth between my legs is slid to one side by a dexterous finger. He can see my boobs now. Take a look at how open I am. Confused by my own behavior, I feel embarrassed of myself. In front of my entrance, a finger plays with my juice, but it does not or scarcely penetrates me. As soon as the lips with the deft tongue that just performed this miracle on my nipples rests over my clitoral region, wonderful things begin to transpire. Now I’m going to whine. In order to explore my cave and nestle against my G-spot, a finger cautiously penetrates me. Combined with the tongue work, it gets my lap in full motion. My twitches have finally had enough of the stroking and the clenching of my pussy around the small finger: When I rear up, my body goes through an orgasm of cramps and relaxation. Even though I’m exhausted, I can’t help but feel a little horny. A total stranger holds me hostage and then proceeds to perform an act of extreme pleasure on me. As he stands above me, I can hear him giggling a little, which means he probably has the same negative opinion of me. Whatever, I’m still having fun riding the crests of this wave.

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Something occurs to the shackles around my feet while I lay there twitching and gasping. As he does this, I see that the feet are now linked to the opposite side of my body. The current state of affairs allows him to raise my hips, which is fine with me. What’s next, I’m guessing… and my eager pussy already tingles at the prospect. I can only lay on my torso like a pointed triangle without the assistance of my hands and arms. The warmth of his hands is now gliding across my body, first gliding up and then down my spine. Intimately, every time he caresses me on the clitoris through the thong, my hip tilts little more invitingly.

He lets go of me once more. My thighs are being rubbed by something chilly and firm. What’s going on? After that, I heard a “snip!” A pair of scissors is right next to my ear, and I realize what it is in terror. “What’s going to happen with this lunatic?” I fear as he continues to slash at my thighs with the scissors. I want to straighten up and make my move to the front, but the chains are preventing me from doing so. It’s shaking that he forces me back into the position I was in before, but now I keep my thighs tight, since that’s the only method to defend myself I can think of. I don’t want to injure you by mistake,” he continues, “so please keep your mouth shut.” Once again, my thong is a thing of the past. I exhale slowly.

He’s now stroking my buttocks in a sultry, enticing motion. In the end, I’m brought back to the state of desire by the finger that dives into my ravine. As my finger is yanked back and a huge gossip descends on my bottom, I reluctantly open my thighs. I got a little bit of a backlash that I didn’t expect. Claps follow, and my flesh is swirled about by them. I protest by making noises that no one cares about. My labia suddenly begin to tingle with a tingling sensation. Round and smooth, the acorn glides up and down to the clitoris with ease, and I’m eager to eat it. He waits before my arrival and claps on my bottom again. When everything comes together in me, he groans into me groaning at the exact time. It’s a wonderful sensation to groan. After a long wait, I’m finally done. Again, he begins his movements slowly and carefully, and he rides me in. But – gossip! – My pussy is once again wrapped around his strap and I think it’s better that way, even though I’m perfectly capable of doing so. I can tell he enjoys it. Despite the fact that his cock is extremely hard, he keeps reserving the right to watch it slowly dissolve into my flesh. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. After a long wait, I’m finally done. Again, he begins his movements slowly and carefully, and he rides me in. But – gossip! – My pussy is once again wrapped around his strap and I think it’s better that way, even though I’m perfectly capable of doing so. I can tell he enjoys it. Despite the fact that his cock is extremely hard, he keeps reserving the right to watch it slowly dissolve into my flesh. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. After a long wait, I’m finally done. Again, he begins his movements slowly and carefully, and he rides me in. Actually, I was more than willing, but – gossip! – I couldn’t resist. Perhaps it’s a good thing that my pussy is so tightly wrapped around his strap. I can tell he enjoys it. Despite the fact that his cock is extremely hard, he keeps reserving the right to watch it slowly dissolve into my flesh. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. although I was willing, but rumor has it that again, my pussy pulls around his thong and I am beginning to think that this is for the best. I can tell he enjoys it. Despite the fact that his cock is extremely hard, he keeps reserving the right to watch it slowly dissolve into my flesh. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. As much as I wanted to, I’m thinking it might be better if I keep my pussy around his thong. I can tell he enjoys it. Despite the fact that his cock is extremely hard, he keeps reserving the right to watch it slowly dissolve into my flesh. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. how slowly it engulfs me. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally. how slowly it seeps into my being. With each bump, his rhythm gets even faster, and I’m happy to take it all in. Again, I’m on the verge of achieving my goal in a situation where I have no control both internally and externally.

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But he pulls away from me once more, something I deeply regret. Imagine how he sees my body, with its wide legs and eager fuckhole in front of him. As for him: “You’re still going to leave me with a smaller gap to fill.

…” “No!” I’d want to call, but I don’t want to get a “Hmmpf!” in return. When my thighs and buttocks are squeezed and I allow myself to tip to one side, I’m completing the exercise. But it’s illogical. When he pulls the shackles apart so far, I am able to lay flat in front of him. In spite of my protests, he tells me: “Phew! The way I prefer it…” After that, something drops down my buttocks and gently flows down my spine. Both buttocks are the same. It’s cozy and a little gooey. As he applies the liquid on my thighs,

A slippery surface causes his hand to glide beneath my body and into my venus mound once again. To reach the butthole, the other hand must go from the buttock to my gap and then over my perineum. Every nerve cell is treated with moderate pressure as well as oil distributed all over the place. A recurring thought in my head is “Please don’t do that! That is wrong!” The next sensation is one of warmth and softness, this time with a damp undertone. My asshole is being licked by God! Perverted to the point of insanity! Suddenly I can’t figure out what is going on since the tip of the tongue is pressing against me so hard. My want is now expanding, as if a new nation has been found for the first time on my desire’s map. My pelvis is willing once again as a result of his increasing intrusion. I like the hot licking on his left hand as I stroke it. “That’s a good one, isn’t it? If that’s the case, you’ll appreciate my cock even more. Little’ll be OK, you little slave, I’m sure of it!” Again, I’m filled with dread and guilt as he repeats this with disdain. He stands behind me after removing his hand. The lance is placed on my rosette with his hands clasping my cheeks. Stabbing into my lubricated cheeks with one smooth motion, she carries on. My ass is stuffed with a penis, thank you very much! It’s a squeeze! However, things aren’t too horrible… I’m so sexy, my entire sexual energy is focused on my azz. His wand sinks into me again and again, and I can feel it in every nook and cranny. Everything has such a delicate feel about it! My groans are audible to everyone around me. His temper is rising. He moans again as my muscles spasm after another whack on my buttocks. He fucks me fiercely again, and I follow him. Then he pumps out in me and falls on me violently in a powerful orgasm, and everything twitches again around him, around his magnificent ass around his cock.

I am untied and the sack over my head is removed a short time later. We exchange a warm grin as we stare into each other’s eyes. Once again, we may passionately kiss one other on the lips. “I loved that…” I inhale with a lowered glance. He embraces me and says, “I love you.” “I’m sure of it. I thought it was cute that you showed up all suited up.” We fantasize of future games while we sleep.

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