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

A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 G

... dripping hole. Her other hand rubs her clit excitedly as she quickly approaches her desperate orgasm. Oh fuck this feels perfect… Oh fuck… Ashley, drunk on her own arousal, begins to moan wildly as she madly fingers her aching cunt. "You naughty girl! What are you doing!?" Miss Rose shouts in surprise. Ashley can feel her tight, warm pussy pulsing around her fingers, begging her not to stop. She can feel her orgasm building from inside her heaving asshole. "Remove your hands, right now," Miss Rose scolds. Ashley slowly, painfully follows her Mistress' commands. Her heart rips in half as her fingers slide out, covered in honey. Ashley feels like she's going to cry. "I'm sorry dear. You just can't be doing that," Miss Rose says as she takes Ashley's wrists in her hands. Ashley tries not to panic as Miss Rose binds Ashley's cuffs together, behind her back. Again she's left in the darkness under her blindfold. Miss Rose crosses the room. Ashley sits, perched on her knees, trying to ignore the anguish she's experiencing. Ashley hears the familiar sound of her metal cage being wheeled towards her. Her soul sinks even further, as she awaits her confinement. "There we go dear. Come now, inside," Miss Rose says, lovingly. She guides Ashley by the loop in her collar, into the small cage. "Is that comfortable enough sweetie?" Ashley wants to cry she feels so dejected. This isn't fair… How can she do this, when… when I gave her so much? I gave her everything. The discomfort of the cage ...

... immediately makes all of her other pangs more vivid and unforgiving. The velvet lining of her anus aches painfully, desperate to have the plug removed from it. It yearns for relief, as does Ashley's throbbing pussy. It is already making a small pool between her knees on the cage floor. Ashley tries to make herself more comfortable, or bend herself in a way that would allow her hands access to her cunt. Nothing works as she resigns herself into an awkward sitting position. She waits in the darkness, silently, the taste and smell of her Mistress' intoxicating nectar all over her face. Miss Rose begins to wheel the cage out of the room. "I'll see you all again soon," Miss Rose announces, politely as she shuts the door behind them. Ashley loses all sense of herself as she's transported from room to room. Unsure what fate awaits her, she shivers nervously in a puddle of her own excitement. She couldn't possibly feel more alone, more desperate, more needy. Miss Rose finally stops the cage. "Dear, you were a very good girl today. I'm very proud of you." Miss Rose's praise doesn't feel as good as usual. Ashley is lost in despair and the words do little for her. "Let me show you to your bedroom," Miss Rose adds. She opens the door and assists Ashley out of it. "Miss Rose… I'm not… I'm not sleeping in the cage tonight?" Ashley asks, scared to get her hopes up, even a little. Her pussy throbs for her attention. Please, just please, at least let me have my hands back, so I can make myself ...