1. Murphy Carol - The Party


    Date: 8/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: SynovexH, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    cheeks again and again, manically slapping the firm, bouncy flesh back and forth. It was rude enough that she might have stopped there, but she figured that Murphy had let all of them know how much a firm spanking turned her on. The hands pushed her back upright. She stood still, mouth open and waiting. The low pitch of conversation around the room didn't even change as a warm dribble started streaking down one of her breasts, followed by a limp, up-ended condom crumpling on top of her bosom. Her tits were so tight, the top of them was nearly level, and the sticky texture of the condom was secured to her skin. Something dry wiped across her breast, smearing away a little of the cum, before being pressed against her ass-cheek. Her lip trembled when she realized a dollar bill had been glued to her ass with jizz; the humiliation edging her dangerously close to orgasm. The next man wasn't playing around, his licorice-flavored condom plowing into Carol's tongue. He grabbed a fistful of hair on either side of her head and began pushing and pulling, making her nod frantically, treating her like her whole head was just the lubricant he was using to masturbate. Only a few moments of abuse passed before he pulled out. Gulping with anxiety, Carol resumed her position, courageously determined to see this ordeal through. The pride she felt in her resolve faltered when she felt warm drops in her hair, some of them streaming down her scalp and some down her forehead and eyebrows before ...
    an emptied condom landed plap on top of her head. Panting heavily, her eyes were defiant and strong even through the tape, and she opened her mouth as wide as she could, sticking her tongue all the way out. She squealed in surprise when a strong hand grabbed her ass, spreading one cheek to the side. Her shoulders slumped in disbelief as she recognized the sensation of a quarter being shoved into her anus, then another, then some nickels- not even paper money? She was mortified. After a couch-worth of change had been lodged in her rectum, a familiar hand rested on her shoulder and Murphy's voice spoke gently to her. "That was great! I like your work ethic. You must be thirsty, would you like something to drink?" "Yes," she gasped, relieved, "Yes thank you, that would be wonderful." "Great! Let's go." She felt the force of her collar lifting her to her feet and guiding her to the door before she could protest. The door clicked open and he led her out into the warm summer night. "There's a drink machine right over here, come on." His finger through the ring in her collar, she followed him blindly. Her heart was bursting against her ribs. This is insane! What if we get caught? What if someone sees us? She heard traffic in the distance, and they kept walking for what felt like hours. Having been blind for a fair spell, she was especially sensitive to her own body; the sway of the used condoms on her earring and nipple-piercing, the empty condom resting on her head and breast, the ...
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