1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 9


    Date: 3/23/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    Stacy's body is swathed with relief as she manages to stop herself from orgasming. An orgasm that surely would have gotten her in some sort of trouble. But she quickly becomes gripped by an awful, aching desperation in her pussy. The idea that she won't be able to cum again for several days seems agonizing. "Do you want to taste yourself?" Cara asks, lifting her honey soaked fingers to Stacy's lips. "You won't get another chance for a while." Stacy's mouth drops open, helpless to control herself. The vibrator tortures her and pushes her right to the edge. Her G-spot is ready to make her gush all over Miss Cara's living room floor. She wants to please Cara, she wants to taste her own naughty juices. She moans helplessly as her mouth waters in anticipation. "You are so eager, aren't you? Too bad, I'm going to help myself instead." Miss Cara slowly licks the sweet wetness from the fingers, one by one. She sighs and groans as she takes in the potent flavour of Stacy's distressed femininity. "Oh god. One day you've been without an orgasm, and you taste this good. Mmm… I can't wait to taste you in three days." Miss Cara continues to suck clean her fingers as Stacy writhes in front of her. "So, shall I lock up the belt then?" Stacy is really struggling with the decision. There's so much to consider. Too much. I shouldn't be making this decision now... I can't think with this toy inside of me! "I need some time to think!" Stacy pleads, barely able to focus. "Take as long as you'd ...
    like, dear," Miss Cara offers, placing her warm fingers under Stacy's nose. "But, in five minutes, I'm revoking my offer to give you Becca's key as part of the deal." Stacy feels her mind and body revolt against every aspect of this notion. The smell of her hot cunt torments her, intensifying her urges. Agree! Just agree. I'll be able to please Becca. I'll be able to lick her and taste her and make her cry with happiness. Stacy's belly is cramping with aroused tension. Her G-spot aches and the vibrator continues to melt her insides. Her vagina feels like a boiling cauldron of heat and desperation. "Of course, if you really want out, you can just ask me and I'll unlock you any time, dear. We can discuss this as we go. I just want what's best for the both of you. I mean that. You girls both make me very happy and I cherish and appreciate you for that." "Alright. Please, I'll do it. Lock me up. Just as long as I get Becca's key and that you are being honest with me!" Stacy cries, on the edge of an immense orgasm. I can do this. I have to. For Becca. Miss Cara turns the vibrator off. "It seems this remote is working just right, hmm?" she comments, wryly. "Let's get you locked in." Stacy feels disoriented. She can't smell anything except her own arousal, it magnifies her wild urges. Her insides swell and ache as they squeeze the dormant toy, desperately seeking relief. Miss Cara pulls the bottom strap tight between Stacy's legs. Oh god! I'm helpless. I can't cum. I can't do this! ...
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