Too good of a deal - Sex Stories

Too good of a deal

... as loud outside as I was doing at the moment, would have been precarious, but now I hoped that someone would hear me and rescue me. Maybe they would fuck me first and then rescue me? A small part of me was so horny that I might've not even minded a cock inside of my cunt if it meant that I was released.

My eyes were wide open and I cried partly from pleasure, partly from frustration. My body shook during my orgasm and I could not stop myself from moving my head. Every tiny movement forced the anal hook to dig deeper between my ass cheeks. The steel rod moved back and forth in my rectum based on how I yanked the roped. It was not a big movement and the rod part was quite thin, but it still made me think about being fucked into an ass. Even though I had been on the ground only for a few minutes, a small puddle of drool had already been created on the ground under my chin. There is no doubt that something like this I had in my mind when I took Carol's offer. Using her words, at that very moment I was "a poster girl of BDSM".

It took me a moment to return from the bliss. It did not help that the vibrator inside of me had not fallen as I had hoped and it still kept sending afterquakes to torment me. I kept on making sounds in the hopes that someone could hear them. At least that was the reasoning I told to myself, but I might have been moaning from arousal as well. Either way, it did not really matter. What mattered was that someone would come to help me out. But in ...

... between my panting, I could not hear any footsteps at all. Far away I could hear cars driving on the streets, but no one was walking by the place where I was. However, that did not mean that I was alone in the alley. Little did I know that the area I was moaning at, was one of the many homes of the local street dogs. They had learned to live close to humans. The pack started paying attention to the howling and shaking pile of bed sheets that had been carried close to their home. It was not every day they saw something like that. After figuring out that the pile of sheets was not a threat, the first curious ones of the pack came to investigate more. And soon I would learn that it might've been better to just let Carl violate my body for good and be part of Carol's exhibit than try my luck at the back alley.

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'Mghis someghaone theerre?', I tried to ask while gagged when I heard something being rustled close by. Then I felt something poking my leg through the sheets. "YES! There is someone here!", I celebrated in my head. 'UGH! AGH!', I grunted to get their attention. "If it was Carol, she would have said something already. I am saved.", I thought prematurely. My hopes were crushed when I heard a few weak woofs around me, "Oh for fuck sake, it is just dogs.". At that moment, I did not realize that I might be in some trouble. I only felt slightly bad that I had to wait longer for the rescue.

The sound of rustling was ...