touch disappeared from behind me for a second and I could hear low murmuring, but couldn’t make out their words. My fingernails dug into the cushioned seat of the chair I leaned on. Maybe I’d get the plug in my ass again, or … oh, God, maybe one of them would fuck me now. How would it feel with my legs bound together this way?
It was Rick’s voice that spoke next, from somewhere in front of me. “Casey, I want you to know the camera’s recording now. If it makes you uncomfortable, use your safe word.”
I nodded.
“Respond out loud, please,” Max said behind me.
“I- I understand. I asked to be recorded, didn’t I?” I couldn’t help the flippant tone in my voice, but the presence of the camera just added another layer of taboo to the entire scenario. Not only were my stepdad and his hot best friend in the process of doing very naughty things to me, but the camera made it feel like untold others might see it.
Rick chuckled. “That you did.” His voice had moved closer and my eyelids fluttered open just in time to see him holding a swath of fabric in front of me.
“I’ll keep my eyes shut, I promise,” I said.
“Oh no. Promises aren’t enough. We’re going to make sure you keep your eyes shut for this. If you want to see it, you’ll see it after it’s over. This is the beauty of a recording.”
He wrapped my eyes gently with the sheer scarf and tied it behind my head. I could still see through it somewhat, but could only make out shadows. Ricks shadow loomed closer just as Max gripped both my ass cheeks roughly, fingertips digging in and spreading me wide for his tongue to slide up and down my pussy with swift, lewd strokes.
Rick’s musky scent filled my nostrils as he leaned close, his thick biceps brushing against my bare arms. With both hands, he cupped my breasts and my nipples went instantly hard under the teasing of his thumbs. He toyed with me for several seconds, his mouth against my ear whispering.
“Max said you would like this.”
I almost replied with a sarcastic laugh and a playful retort about how horrible it was having my nipples teased. His hands slipped away and sharp twists of pain shot through my chest when the weights he’d attached to my hoops gave into gravity. I was forced to lean forward, but had trouble dropping low enough to relieve the pull—I could only go far as bent elbows.
I cried out in dismay, confused about what they expected but not yet ready to give in.
The sharp sting of the whip on my ass distracted me momentarily, confusing me even further.
“Down, baby. You know what you need to do to make it stop.”
The switch whooshed through the air again, coming down in another sharp, stinging crack. I pushed my arms out in front of me, ignoring the burn in my hamstrings as I bent almost double to let my abused nipples rest on the seat of the chair. The stretch of my muscles was a small discomfort compared to the pain in my breasts.
The relief was instant, but also short lived as Max brought the switch down on my ass again. Only this time he followed it with a swipe of the smooth column of the switch between my soaked pussy lips, making sure to snag and tease at the piercing at the top of my clit.
The pleasure intensified when he took the switch away and replaced it with something hard and cool that spread my slit wide. Behind the blindfold I had no frame of reference for what he was invading me with, but whatever it was felt amazing. It was wider and smoother than his finger, but had the same amount of give to it. He rubbed it up and down, teasing at my sensitive nub until I gasped, my thighs shaking at the strain of the position.
I twined my fingers together, wishing for something—anything—to hold onto. Being trapped in this haze of shadows had me feeling like a disembodied bundle of sensation and I needed something to ground me. A large hand slipped between mine and I gripped it, grateful for Rick’s intervention. His warmth came down close to
It was Rick’s voice that spoke next, from somewhere in front of me. “Casey, I want you to know the camera’s recording now. If it makes you uncomfortable, use your safe word.”
I nodded.
“Respond out loud, please,” Max said behind me.
“I- I understand. I asked to be recorded, didn’t I?” I couldn’t help the flippant tone in my voice, but the presence of the camera just added another layer of taboo to the entire scenario. Not only were my stepdad and his hot best friend in the process of doing very naughty things to me, but the camera made it feel like untold others might see it.
Rick chuckled. “That you did.” His voice had moved closer and my eyelids fluttered open just in time to see him holding a swath of fabric in front of me.
“I’ll keep my eyes shut, I promise,” I said.
“Oh no. Promises aren’t enough. We’re going to make sure you keep your eyes shut for this. If you want to see it, you’ll see it after it’s over. This is the beauty of a recording.”
He wrapped my eyes gently with the sheer scarf and tied it behind my head. I could still see through it somewhat, but could only make out shadows. Ricks shadow loomed closer just as Max gripped both my ass cheeks roughly, fingertips digging in and spreading me wide for his tongue to slide up and down my pussy with swift, lewd strokes.
Rick’s musky scent filled my nostrils as he leaned close, his thick biceps brushing against my bare arms. With both hands, he cupped my breasts and my nipples went instantly hard under the teasing of his thumbs. He toyed with me for several seconds, his mouth against my ear whispering.
“Max said you would like this.”
I almost replied with a sarcastic laugh and a playful retort about how horrible it was having my nipples teased. His hands slipped away and sharp twists of pain shot through my chest when the weights he’d attached to my hoops gave into gravity. I was forced to lean forward, but had trouble dropping low enough to relieve the pull—I could only go far as bent elbows.
I cried out in dismay, confused about what they expected but not yet ready to give in.
The sharp sting of the whip on my ass distracted me momentarily, confusing me even further.
“Down, baby. You know what you need to do to make it stop.”
The switch whooshed through the air again, coming down in another sharp, stinging crack. I pushed my arms out in front of me, ignoring the burn in my hamstrings as I bent almost double to let my abused nipples rest on the seat of the chair. The stretch of my muscles was a small discomfort compared to the pain in my breasts.
The relief was instant, but also short lived as Max brought the switch down on my ass again. Only this time he followed it with a swipe of the smooth column of the switch between my soaked pussy lips, making sure to snag and tease at the piercing at the top of my clit.
The pleasure intensified when he took the switch away and replaced it with something hard and cool that spread my slit wide. Behind the blindfold I had no frame of reference for what he was invading me with, but whatever it was felt amazing. It was wider and smoother than his finger, but had the same amount of give to it. He rubbed it up and down, teasing at my sensitive nub until I gasped, my thighs shaking at the strain of the position.
I twined my fingers together, wishing for something—anything—to hold onto. Being trapped in this haze of shadows had me feeling like a disembodied bundle of sensation and I needed something to ground me. A large hand slipped between mine and I gripped it, grateful for Rick’s intervention. His warmth came down close to
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