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

A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 G

... Let me lick you Miss… please…" Ashley begins licking her lips frantically as the insatiable desire for her Mistress' cunt overwhelms her. She no longer feels weakened by her body's painful demands, but almost powered by them. Miss Rose gleams with adoration at the words of her pet. "You make me so happy, dear. You are a treasure," Miss Rose commends, unhooking Ashley's wrists from the suspension chain. Ashley finally, relaxes her arms. The cooling kiss of relief washes over them. No longer anchored, Ashley feels adrift in the darkness. Miss Rose grasps Ashley's wrists (still bound together in front of her) and latches them to her collar. Ashley feels pathetic being restrained this way. Her hands awkwardly fumble between positions trying to get comfortable. Failing to do so, they hang limp below her chin. "I think you look so adorable like this, my little pet. But, before I enjoy you, I want to show you off a little," Miss Rose states, attaching a leash to Ashley's wrists and collar. Miss Rose only needs to tug gently on the chain lead in order to get Ashley to follow. Ashley feels an aching soreness in her feet and toes as she steps carefully in the direction she's being pulled. She feels incredibly fortunate to be wearing the pink socks Miss Rose gave her earlier. Despite being quite thin, they do make a difference for her skin on this cold stone floor. As before, Ashley feels herself being gawked at and inspected by the mystery women in the room. A variety of soft, ...

... elegant hands briefly touching and grabbing her. Under the blindfold, Ashley can only imagine what they look like. The sound of expensive jewelry dangling from ears, wrists and necks plays on Ashley's mind. Who are these women? What… could they want with me? Suddenly Ashley is reminded how uncomfortable walking with the plug inside her is. The tight, rigid, unforgiving metal bends and squeezes her fragile insides to its will. It melts her horny, velvet loins into agonizing discomfort, edged with ecstasy. It is such a conflicting sensation and causes Ashley to lose her concentration repeatedly. Miss Rose stops her with a firm grip on Ashley's nipple. The gentle pain causes Ashley to bite her lip. "On your knees now dear. And get your head right down on the floor. You are below these women. And they deserve to be shown respect. Is that understood?" Miss Rose confirms. She sounds genuinely affectionate and empathetic as always, but wants to make herself perfectly clear on this issue. "Yes, Ma… Miss Rose…" Ashley manages to mumble, her brain in a million places at once. Uncomfortably, Ashley bends onto her knees. The stone is unforgiving against her soft skin. Ashley then leans forward and shifts as much weight as she can off her knees onto her hands and face. The thick blindfold presses into the stone floor, acting as a bit of a cushion. Ashley realizes that she's in a very exposing position. She can feel the cold, metal device in her ass pointing almost straight out behind her. Miss ...