1. Staying With Erin - Chapter 7


    Date: 11/7/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    strangers. The sun beat down on me, and I started to sweat. There was the occasional small noise from inside the house, but nothing that told me what Bridget and Erin were doing. My mind started to wander and dreamed up all kinds of kinky things they could be preparing for - and preparing for me. I closed my eyes. My mind went back to the evening before and replayed everything that went on. I went through the naughty games Elaine and Bridget had played, about Mrs. Somerset’s humiliating “interview” about my stained panties and the wicked way she and Bridget had removed my pubic hair, but the picture most prominent in my mind’s eye was of frail Erin writhing in complete ecstasy, impaled on beautiful, elegant, mesmerizing Joanne’s huge rubber cock. God, how I longed to run a hand between my thighs! The longer I hung in my bonds, the more uncomfortable my arched position felt, and I could do nothing about it. My shoulders began to ache, not bad, mind you, but with a constant, pulling sensation that made want to rotate them to shake off the strain, but that was impossible. And there was my bladder. The need to pee came soon after Bridget left, and it built up stronger and stronger. I couldn’t clench my legs together, and as the pressure rose, so did the fear that I might inadvertently let go. Bridget’s promise echoed in my mind. * * * * “She seems to be enjoying herself.” At first, the voice seemed to come through a fog, but when I opened my eyes and blinked, I started. Our ...
    guests were already here, and the small group stood in front of me, gawking, whispering among themselves. And they had dressed for the occasion! Bridget wore nothing but platform sandals and a black corset which pushed her big breasts up and out in the most lewd fashion. Erin’s lithe body was tightly encased in red rubber, from the tips of her toes and fingers up to her neck. It looked sexy like hell, and I noticed two zips across her pubes and chest which allowed easy access to these parts. Elaine wore a tiny white bikini, and the shapes of her stiff nipples featured prominently through the thin fabric, and she winked at me. Mrs. Somerset, her hair again done up tightly, wore a narrow grey pencil skirt and a white blouse that was unbuttoned all the way. The flaps fluttered gently in the light breeze and allowed glimpses of her naked, small and somewhat sagging breasts. And in their middle stood Joanne on incredibly high heels, naked but for a black, see-through negligee, her eyelids dark violet and black eye-liner extending the corners of her eyes, lips the same, black-framed shade of lewd, dark violet, and in her hand dangled the strap-on with the huge red cock. Her strong thighs and muscular shoulders were even more prominent as she stood like this, and she looked like an amazon goddess prepared for war. I felt heat stir between my thighs at the sight and the knowledge that they were here to use my body in the most wicked ways they could think of. “Yes, she doesn’t look too ...
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