A Week In A Dungeon ~ Day 5 G

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~~~~~Day 5 G ~~~~~~ “Would you like… One, for me to remove the plug locked in your ass? Or, Two, for me to give you an orgasm?” Orgasm! Oh sweet fuck! Yes! “Or…” Miss Rose continues, “Would you like to give me an orgasm? Ashley hangs, suspended by her wrists, balancing painfully on her tired arches. The blindfold over her eyes is causing her to hallucinate wildly as she tries to comprehend the choices offered by Miss Rose. Ashley emits a pained groan from deep within her body. Her wailing pussy, shouts at her for an orgasm. But Ashley’s lips can’t form words. “After all, watching you this past hour… has me very turned on my dear. I can feel the warm honey inside me dripping out from my lips. It would make me very happy to cum into your adorable mouth,” Miss Rose confesses. Ashley feels her sanity slipping away. This isn’t fair… this is impossible. How am I supposed to make this decision!? The plug in Ashley’s ass causes her to ache desperately; her body begs for its removal. It has been in there for so long, she can barely stand it any more. The pressure it applies to her sensitive ring and anus is beyond intense, yet it yields feelings of need and arousal unlike anything she could have ever imagined. Ashley’s cunt throbs painfully. Its wet lips and soaking walls overheat as they tremble with a need to be fucked, purged and satisfied. Her clit swells and threatens to burst from the arduous arousal it is enduring. Ashley can smell her own scent wafting up from between her legs. She needs release so badly it hurts. “Miss Rose… I…” Ashley begins, but she stops herself. What am I here for?  Ashley disappears from reality for a moment, away from all the nagging pains, begging urges and wild pleas of her ailing body. Who am I? Why am I still here? Look what I’ve put myself through this week… What does that mean about what I want? What I need in life? Miss Rose senses that Ashley is lost in contemplation and lets her remain there. She knows the power of the blindfold, the nature of the darkness. It can seem like a prison, but in the right hands, with the right mindset, it can become boundless freedom. I am not here for the money itself… I don’t know… because I can feel part of me missing this when it’s over… What is it then that keeps me here? What am I searching for? What do I want? The last thought pierces through Ashley’s consciousness and into her spine. It vibrates and tingles down into her sweltering pussy. With that, everything screams back into her reality. The aching desperation deep inside her ass, is the strongest of them all. But something is different. Ashley experiences her painful urges almost, with a sense of gratification. The fact that she’s suffering through them, is cause for enjoyment and pride. Ashley’s lips come to life. “Miss Rose, I want… I want to have you cum in my mouth. I want to please you. I want to drink your orgasm deep and know that… that it is a reward in itself. For, getting to please you, is my pleasure, my reward. Let me lick you Miss… please…” Ashley begins licking her lips frantically as the insatiable desire for her Mistress’ cunt overwhelms her. She no longer feels weakened by her body’s painful demands, but almost powered by them. Miss Rose gleams with almanbahis adoration at the words of her pet. “You make me so happy, dear. You are a treasure,” Miss Rose commends, unhooking Ashley’s wrists from the suspension chain. Ashley finally, relaxes her arms. The cooling kiss of relief washes over them. No longer anchored, Ashley feels adrift in the darkness. Miss Rose grasps Ashley’s wrists (still bound together in front of her) and latches them to her collar. Ashley feels pathetic being restrained this way. Her hands awkwardly fumble between positions trying to get comfortable. Failing to do so, they hang limp below her chin. “I think you look so adorable like this, my little pet. But, before I enjoy you, I want to show you off a little,” Miss Rose states, attaching a leash to Ashley’s wrists and collar. Miss Rose only needs to tug gently on the chain lead in order to get Ashley to follow. Ashley feels an aching soreness in her feet and toes as she steps carefully in the direction she’s being pulled. She feels incredibly fortunate to be wearing the pink socks Miss Rose gave her earlier. Despite being quite thin, they do make a difference for her skin on this cold stone floor. As before, Ashley feels herself being gawked at and inspected by the mystery women in the room. A variety of soft, elegant hands briefly touching and grabbing her. Under the blindfold, Ashley can only imagine what they look like. The sound of expensive jewelry dangling from ears, wrists and necks plays on Ashley’s mind. Who are these women? What… could they want with me? Suddenly Ashley is reminded how uncomfortable walking with the plug inside her is. The tight, rigid, unforgiving metal bends and squeezes her fragile insides to its will. It melts her horny, velvet loins into agonizing discomfort, edged with ecstasy. It is such a conflicting sensation and causes Ashley to lose her concentration repeatedly. Miss Rose stops her with a firm grip on Ashley’s nipple. The gentle pain causes Ashley to bite her lip. “On your knees now dear. And get your head right down on the floor. You are below these women. And they deserve to be shown respect. Is that understood?” Miss Rose confirms. She sounds genuinely affectionate and empathetic as always, but wants to make herself perfectly clear on this issue. “Yes, Ma… Miss Rose…” Ashley manages to mumble, her brain in a million places at once. Uncomfortably, Ashley bends onto her knees. The stone is unforgiving against her soft skin. Ashley then leans forward and shifts as much weight as she can off her knees onto her hands and face. The thick blindfold presses into the stone floor, acting as a bit of a cushion. Ashley realizes that she’s in a very exposing position. She can feel the cold, metal device in her ass pointing almost straight out behind her. Miss Rose pushes her heeled foot in between Ashley’s knees and forces them to spread apart. Ashley struggles to maintain balance on her cuffed hands and face as she spreads her legs open. “Wider, hun,” Miss Rose encourages. Ashley gets her knees placed as far apart as she can, and then feels Miss Rose’s stocking foot pressing down on her lower back. “Arch your back. Get that ass up higher. Be a good girl now,” Miss Rose instructs, almanbahis yeni giriş matter-of-factly. Ashley widens her stance, balances and then lowers her chest as much as she can. Her nipples press roughly against the stone. She trembles with anxiety and nervousness as she feels a room full of women inspecting her splayed open vagina. She can feel the thin, pink ring of her asshole quivering in the cold air, fighting against the smooth metal that is stretching it open. How long has it been since I’ve gotten to cum? It feels like weeks… months… I can’t stand this… I can’t take this… I want to cum! As Ashley suffers from the intense emotional trauma of her sexual repression, she feels her pussy begin to spasm. In its aching desperation, it swells and contracts, causing a juicy stream of wetness to drip slowly from its entrance. The women in the room erupt with gentle groans of pleasure as they watch Ashley’s cunt drip in front of them. “You may touch her if you’d like. Two fingers only please, you know the rules,” Miss Rose invites. Ashley feels an intense humiliation and excitement inside her cramping belly. This all feels so incredibly wrong. Fingers begin to slather themselves with Ashley’s pent-up cream. Some slide around the outside of her cute, pink lips while others slip inside. “Oh my goodness… she tastes like a virgin in heat,” one young-sounding woman confesses, seeming incredibly pleased. “I can see her cunt trembling. She is absolutely adorable,” another one adds. Ashley’s G-spot begins to be prodded. It causes her pussy to gush onto the floor. “Delicious… just… delicious. Her pussy is making my panties soaked,” a woman with some sort of British accent admits. This is so humiliating. Oh my god… Why can’t they just let me cum? Ashley’s hips begin to gyrate against the fingers inside her. As they move, the plug in her ass presses deeply against her A-spot. Ashley drools onto the floor as she focuses completely on trying to steal herself an orgasm. Oh my fucking… fuck! Ashley slurps up her drool as she tries to maintain some composure. The fingers inside her seem to really enjoy pleasuring her hole. “Ohh, you better stop now,” Miss Rose suggests to one of the women. “Looks like she’s getting a bit too much out of that.” A cruel giggle comes from a woman right behind Ashley. The fingers withdraw from inside her. They make a loud slurping noise as they exit. “No…” Ashley whines out loud, unable to contain it. I would give anything to have Tessa lick me stupid right now. I would give her everything I have… everything I am… “Stand up, dear,” Miss Rose instructs, giving Ashley a gentle slap on the ass. Ashley slowly gets the strength and composure to comply. Miss Rose frees Ashley’s hands from her collar. They are left bound together in front of her, dangling against her small patch of pubic hair. Ashley is delirious with desire. Amorous is not even close to describing how aroused, how desperate Ashley is feeling. She begins to think about fingering herself, now that her hands are available. “You are under no circumstances to touch yourself. Those hands are for me,” Miss Rose explains, as if reading Ashley’s mind. “This way, dear,” Miss Rose commands. She leads Ashley almanbahis giriş onto the soft rug again and guided into a kneeling position. She waits in front of Miss Rose’s chair, salivating with anticipation. Miss Rose gets comfortable in her leather throne and opens her legs up widely. Ashley can smell the delicious bouquet of her gorgeous Mistress emanate into her nose. The aroma causes Ashley’s mouth to water even more as she waits for guidance. Her pink ring glistens with moisture as it tightens around the metal inside her ass. Ashley hears the sound of Miss Rose taking her heels off. Then, slowly pulling each of her stockings from her long, slender legs. Ashley can’t remember what it feels like to see. She wishes she could view Miss Rose with her eyes, and communicate the deep frustration and need inside her. But the blindfold keeps her in the form of an object. A dripping sex-object. Miss Rose places her bare foot gently against Ashley’s nose. Ashley can’t help but take in the smell of her beautiful Mistress’ soles. The foundation of the powerful woman gives off a fragrance that elicits even more arousal from Ashley. Her cunt responds by throbbing hungrily inside her. “You may take my toes into your mouth. Be gentle, I only want to feel your lips and your little tongue,” Miss Rose explains. Ashley allows the woman’s foot to enter her mouth. Immediately, the taste of sweat and expensive leather washes over her senses. I would give anything to touch myself… fucking anything! She starts slowly sucking each toe on the woman’s elegant foot. Each nail feeling perfectly manicured against the fragile inside of her mouth. She’s desperate to feel any amount of sensation that could help quell her maddening arousal. So, Ashley works harder and begins to gently tongue the tips of the toes sitting on her lips. They taste delicious. Their flavour is almost undefinable. They just erupt with a potent sexual energy and beauty on the taste buds. Ashley works harder, hoping she will satisfy Miss Rose and hopefully gain a reward. The feeling of her tongue sliding between Miss Rose’s toes almost begins to feel sexually gratifying. Ashley feels the foot in her mouth, its soft, wet texture, reeking of powerful elegance and naughtiness. Could I cum from this? Ashley’s mind goes wild as she feels her pussy begin to pulse with delight. Maybe, I could cum from this and hide the fact I’m having an orgasm! I wouldn’t be touching myself! I can’t get in trouble! Ashley begins to wildly suck Miss Rose’s little toes. She opens up her throat as she’s been trained to do and takes the foot deep inside her. Miss Rose moans exotically as she begins rubbing her moist bead. Ashley begins to deep throat the long, slender foot. Gagging on it while licking as much of its base as she can, her body grows hornier. Ashley tries to use every ounce of her mind, focusing on the degrading act. The subtle taste of the skin and its delicate softness becomes more and more pleasing to her senses. She can feel her cunt opening and tightening as she imagines being pleasured. As she imagines her mouth as her pussy, she gags on it harder, forcing it into her throat. Miss Rose pulls the foot from her mouth. Its placed against Ashley’s sizzling pussy lips. Ashley almost screams from the beautiful sensation. “You better not cum… I will be incredibly unhappy with you if you do,” Miss Rose calmly explains, moving her big toe over Ashley’s clit. Ashley tries to close off her mind now.

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