A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 F - Sex Stories

A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 F

... confesses, trying to keep her balance on her tip toes. Her shoulders burn and demand relief, but not nearly as loud as her vagina does. "Part of your week is this meeting dear. We need to see if you are what we want and what our guests want. You signed up for this. Are you still okay with it? It's just a little longer, then I'll take you back with me, alright?" Ashley hangs helplessly in her bonds. Her ass full and throbbing, her aching pussy, gushing, she does her best to listen to Miss Rose. "Yes, Miss Rose… Okay," Ashley mumbles, her mind zooming with sexual fantasies of satisfaction. The woman with the foreign accent speaks up. "Enough talking. I want to see this little girl do something naughty now." Madam purrs and smiles at the suggestion. Ashley hears her walk to the other side of the room. Madam picks up a cute, pink G-spot vibrator from a side table full of toys and devices. She inspects it for a moment and then brings it to Miss Rose. "Miss Rose, if you please," Madam requests. Ashley tries to figure out what is happening but can barely focus anymore. She's becoming more desperate, more carnal, by the second. She can feel it. She can feel herself becoming less conscious, less aware of who she is, and more aware of her sexual needs. Miss Rose lets a long stream of saliva drip from her mouth. It falls over the vibrator, decorating it with a shiny wetness. Madam returns to Ashley's side, the dripping vibrator in hand. "Miss Rose was kind enough to cover this toy with ...

... her gorgeous spit. Now, do you want me to put this inside you? Hmm?" "Oh God, yes please! Madam! Yes please, Madam!" Ashley exclaims. "Then be a good, naughty, little girl and clean it off for me first," Madam orders. Ashley opens her mouth hungrily and feels Madam slowly push the spit-covered toy through her lips. Ashley slurps Miss Rose's saliva off the smooth head of the vibrator. It's cold and viscous and tastes extremely naughty as Ashley drinks it down. She feels closer to Miss Rose with every passing second taking in the woman's essence, into her body. "This is getting me so wet…" Madam admits, her skin flushed. "I wish I could feed you my fucking pussy… so you could drink the lust pouring from my cunt." At the moment, Ashley is incredibly thankful that she's being asked to taste Miss Rose, instead of this other woman. The dirty act is making Ashley's pussy tingle and burn with need. Her mouth is exhausted from being so used today, she wishes her pussy could more of the attention. Madam pushes the toy into the back of Ashley's throat. Ashley gags loudly as her muscles contract throughout her whole body. "It better be clean when I pull it out!" Madam threatens. Ashley, still gagging, flaps her tongue madly over the body of the toy. She can still taste her own juices on the woman's fingers. Madam slowly withdraws the toy. She inspects it briefly with a smile. Ashley waits for Madam to speak, but she doesn't. Ashley's forced to wait in silence, in darkness, for what will ...