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Murphy Carol - The Party
Date: 8/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: SynovexH, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories
dollars stuck in her garter and glued to her butt, all with tape over her eyes and a harness tying her arms behind her. More than once, Murphy had to pull her upright by her collar when she stumbled, her legs trembling and weak, the blush spreading down her whole body, her every breath coming in a whimper of twisted, shameful ecstasy. They stopped walking. Carol heard the rummaging of hands in pockets, and a mutter from Murphy. "Shoot, we're at the machine but I don't have any change. Oh! Say, you're the one who's gonna drink it, don't you think you should be paying for it?" Breathing so rapidly she thought she might hyperventilate, she hesitated only a moment before turning around to show Murphy her back. With a gulp, she straightened her legs and leaned forward as far as she could while keeping her balance before using her bound hands to grasp her buttocks and spread them open. "That's a good girl! Let's see, don't need much..." She felt a fingertip prod the bud of her asshole before the thick length of Murphy's finger slid into her depth. He wiggled his finger, fishing around before scooping out a quarter. He kept it up, prodding into her again and again, jingling the change in his free hand until he had enough. Carol's head was swimming. Her deprived vision was crying out in swirls of color as coins clattered into the machine. "Coke, Sprite, root beer, ginger ale, or orange?" "Uhhhhmmm... ginger ale. It should settle my stomach. " There was a click and a clunk. Murphy ...