Its All Just Fantasy

Your bound tight, legs spread cunt dripping. Little clips pinch your nipples, bells on the end. A wand pressed against your clit on low. A big thick dildo gag down your throat. Droll dripped down your chin, your moans muffled.

The rules are simple, last 30 minutes. But Each time your owner hears the bells is another 10 minutes for your next punishment.

You practically hold your breath, it’s fairly easy with the silicon cock down your throat.

The vibrations are painfully low, but make it easy to stay still….

If was too easy….

Then up it went. Now it’s hard. You’re trying your best to not thrash, to manage your breathing.

Up again and you can’t stop the way you move

The bells ring. Again and agin.

It’s punishment time.

“You’re my little lamb aren’t you?” They laugh gripping your face.

Little lamb ears hanging on the side of your face. A bell collar around your neck, an open mouth gag kept your lips parted, tongue out.

Your kept on your knees, legs and arms bound ensuring you do so. A little lamb tail plug in your tight ass. He used bamboo rod to smack your ass and force you to crawl on the floor. As they guided you through the house mocking you. You ended up by the screen door. The yard is fairly private, but still…. It’s been raining, it’s cold and it’s mid day.

He opens the door and whacks your dripping cunt.

“Outside!” They snap hitting you again. You step outside. It’s insanely cold, your moving slows naturally. They hit you again and again. Till your in the middle of the yard.

They tell you to wait and the leave.

They return with a large wooden stake and duffle bag full of toys and other things….

You’re tied to the stake now deep in the ground. A fucking machine forces a dildo down your throat. A cluster of small vibrators are taped to your clit and nipples and shoved into your cunt.

“Ok little lamb you’ll be out here for one hour and thirty minutes, best behave. I’ll be living streaming everything ok” and they walked away. “And it it rains, don’t worry the machines water prof, and I’ll make sure you don’t cum”

They sit on the porch, camera set up as the dildo forces itself down your throat. Your hips buck chasing the sensation you know will never increase. The bell rings with each thrust.

Forty minutes in and it starts to rain. And the machine begins to go fast.

With twenty minutes left they returned to replace the vibrators with he very wet dildo. And with a smile they say “I’ll make you cum as many times as your bell just rang… I promise”

It’s fast, deep and the vibrations are increased 10x. They force another dildo into your mouth thrusting by hand as it muffles your moans. Your first orgasm hits quickly and there’s not rest. You’re a screaming sobbing mess when the third one hits.

They drag your muddy wet body into the house, a babbling mess.

He watched and followed, he never thought an opportunity like this would happen. He ran down the slope after you. He didn’t hesitate. He pulled the zip ties and duck tape from his pocket, tugged your arms back. You screamed, he ripped your pants and tore your panties, shoving them into you moth before the tape secured them in place.

He didn’t prep you, no. He was desperate. He forced his cock into your hole. You thrash and fought against your restraints. He came with a grunt in your ear. Then an idea. He dragged you deeper and deeper into the woods. An old fence, he fixed your legs apart, cum still dripping down your thigh. Zip tied them to the metal and took a photo with the coordinates. He wrote on your chest “local woods cock slut”

An hour later you had been fucked by at least ten different men. Your hole dripping and wet, abused and stuffed with sticks. Your mouth forced open by a meta gag one man brought. Drool and cum covered your chest, nipples clamped to the fence when you weren’t being bent over to suck cock.

The sun had set and you were a broken, blubbering cum coated mess…. He didn’t want you anymore, used and wrecked. So he left you. Surely someone will find you and help. Or someone will take you for themselves.

He left a sigh on you.

You’re stuffed into the small box, bottom half poking out of the top. Your pussy taped over, strictly forbidden. But a small vibrator on low was taped underneath, just to tease, punishment. Your ass was plugged, small, enough to stretch and make fucking you slightly more comfortable… but not big enough to make you at all lose… not yet at least. 

Clips pinch your nipples connected to a wire, attached to a small peddle bunch box, step on it, a small eclectic shock. A gag between your lips to muffle the screams. Drool already dripping onto the bottom.

The door opened and the sound of a belt unbuckling and pants heating the floor follow.

Then in a low familiar voice

“Forgive me dear, take my confession. Take all my sins and seed”

Then the plug is yanked out with a pop. His cock slides in. The stretch is painful but he doesn’t care as he picks up the pace. It’s fast and rough, his foot slams down in the pedal, your screams even muffled echo in the back room. The man laughs, egging him on more. He hits the pedal again.

His cum spills inside you, then as he pulls out with a pop, it drips out onto the box.

“Don’t waist my confession whore” he huffs stuffing the plug back….

The door opened and chatter and life filled the room…

“I’m lucky I was early… that’s quite the line” he laughs as another man walks in, shuts the door and repeats.

He quickly grabbed his other hook, dull, rounded tip for everyday use, not too sharp, and placed it beside the glass jar. He grabbed a peg and reached into the jar.

It was a struggle but he managed to clip your wings shut, you screamed in pain. He picked you up with ease and with his sharp hook still armed slipped the metal under your floral dress and tugged, ripping the thin fabric with ease.

He dropped you down and watched your free tits bounce. You trod to run but he just laughed as you struggled to move against the weight of the peg.

He swapped his hooks and pick you back up.

Without warming or lube he rubbed your cunt against the metal and pushed. Your pussy stretched and you screamed. Hook laughed as he pushed you further down his hook. Your belly bulged.

His cock was now out and suddenly your being used to jack him off. Wrapped around his cock on his hook up and down. Your screams and moans drowned out by his own grunts.

Your coated in a thick layer of cum as he pull you off the hook. Your legs shaking.

Now you’re bound and stripped naked sitting on the big desk in the meeting room as a dildo fucked your ass the through a hole in the table. You always thought the hole was a cup holder of some sort but no….

A red rubber gaged muffled your moans. A vibrator pressed against your clit. Your pussy empty clenched drenched begging to be filled.

“Your pussy is pretty but sluts only have two holes, the pretty mouth and that tight ass” one man lagged slapping your tit.