Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 10 - Sex Stories

Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 10

... panties sitting against her nose fuel the desperate urges, magnifying them. She can't help but enjoy the deliriously naughty aroma. Miss Cara is an exquisite woman and the scent of her arousal reflects that in every way. It's heavy and mysterious, but full of lust, beauty and pussy. Breathing it in makes Stacy want to be submissive. Her knees tremble from the aching in her pussy. Her glands strain from the constant swelling. "You enjoy being my submissive, little girl, don't you?" Cara inquires, lustfully observing Stacy's horny behaviour. "I'm going to test you, Stacy. I want to see if you've been honest with me. If you really meant what you said, when you put on this belt and this collar." "Yes, Miss," Stacy accepts, helplessly. "Put your hands behind your back, dear," Cara says, guiding the girl's arms. I'll do anything you want. Miss Cara reaches behind Stacy and clasps her wrist restraints to a metal ring against the wall. An unsettling worry grows in the pit of Stacy's stomach as her hands are restrained behind her. What am I doing? I'm defenceless, I'm helpless now! The toy doesn't stop vibrating. It pushes her thick, wet insides to new levels of swollen pleasure. Stacy unconsciously struggles to wriggle herself free. Each time she feels the bonds keep her from moving, her heart beats faster and a naughty jolt of excitement runs between her legs. I was just as helpless before she tied my wrists. Only now there's a physical reason for me to be unable to move. Miss ...

... Cara leans in close to Stacy, keeping her panties on the girl's nose. "I'm going to have Becca come in here now, blindfolded. This way, she won't know you're here," Cara explains, slowly running her tongue up and down Stacy's neck. Oh god. Oh, fuck me, never stop. I want to cum. Stacy shakes and trembles from the erotic attention Miss Cara is giving her. The warm, moist lace against her nose makes her feel almost euphoric. Her little bead presses against the smooth, steel belt, yearning for tender friction. "I'm going to have her do naughty things to me while you watch," Cara whispers, her hot breath filling Stacy's ear. "No," Stacy whines, her body aching all over. "You can't." "But, Stacy, you've got my pussy dripping. I'm yearning for a sexy, young woman to come into my bed and fuck me." Cara looks over Stacy's trembling body. "I just don't think you're up for that, yet." Stacy writhes in her belt, locked to the wall. Her cunt throbs wetly between her legs, begging her to do anything in order to satisfy it. She tries to speak, but can't organize her manic, incoherent thoughts. "You may not like to think about it, but Becca's been sucking on my pussy for over a year now. Your little girlfriend gets off on pleasing me. She lives for it," Cara purrs, cruelly. "I'm going to use her tonight. I'm going to let her do what she does best and I'm going to cum on her adorable face and have her lick me clean." Stacy moans to herself. Her tight pussy is pounding around the relentless ...