From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... me but I feel his cock continue to twitch. His abs contract around my cock and balls on each twitch. Warmth radiates out from my groin. My body erupts in an incredibly intense orgasm. His abs relentlessly hammer my spewing cock as my pussy spasms around his manhood. I am overwhelmed with gush after gush of his alpha seed.

Cum dribbles down my ass crack. He keeps pounding me, as though driven to thrust every bit of cum he has into me.

Suddenly my sense of balance goes wild as Master throws the bike into a sideways skidding stop. His cock gives a last swell and twitch as he sets his legs out to hold up the bike. Still in me, he leans back as though he is reaching for something. Master quickly pops his cock out of me and shoves in a tight butt plug. Kickstand down. He pushes my legs up to my shoulders and hops off the bike.

Master tells me to put my feet down and unties my hands. Still blindfolded, he guides me to stand up, walks me a short distance and stops. He forces my hands above my head. I feel him place one of my wrists in a heavy but smooth and rounded metal shackle. There is an odd sizzling sound and I feel some heat as the shackle is closed together. He does the same with my other wrist saying, "These shackles are extra hardened chrome steel. Each shackle is now permanently chemically welded into a solid ring. They are never coming off." I keep thinking I can't feel more submissive but Master is pushing me deeper into it.

I can't bring my hands down very ...

... far. I hear the rattle of a chain holding my arms above my head. Master spreads my legs far apart and quickly shackles my ankles with the sizzle and heat completing the permanent binding of my feet. I try to move my feet closer together but they can barely move at all. With more rattling of chains, my arms are lifted up until I can't quite stand firmly on my feet without some discomfort in my wrists. I am completely bound, open and vulnerable. I have Master's seed in both my pussies as a constant reminder that I am his to do with as he pleases.

My cock starts growing another boner.

I hear Master walk a good distance away. I can't make out what Master is saying as he begins talking with at least two other people. Echoes tell me I am in some kind of large inside area.

The voices come nearer; I recognize the voice of the biker that had talked with Master on the bridge and slapped my ass, "That's one fine slut. Gonna look real hot on livestream and videos. We are going to make a shitload of money off this whore."

Videos? I can hear what could very well be the setting up of equipment to make a video and discussions about details.

It hits me that I am the subject of the livestream and recording - naked, blindfolded, plugged pussy, wrists and ankles shackled, suspended and spread wide open. What is Master going to do with me? I am anxious and extremely excited at the same time. I start shivering.

I sense that at least one person is holding a camera near me. Master ...