1. The Chain: Link 8


    Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    invigorated, more eager than ever for things to continue. “Thank you, thank you, thank you, so much!” she said to Miss X, who was busy releasing the restraints. The woman just smiled enigmatically. “You have one room left,” she said. “You might want to put these gloves on. And I brought you a fresh pair of knickers.” The way Anthea was feeling, she imagined they’d soon be full of pussy juice like the previous pair, but she accepted the underwear, enjoying the tightness when she pulled them on. She pulled the gloves on too. “I’ll wait for you in here,” Miss X said. “Off you go.” Off Anthea went. She hardly stopped to think about what might be waiting on the other side of the door, once again feeling sexy and determined in her fetish gear. The material creaked wantonly as she walked. She liked that. She opened the door to room three without bothering to knock. There was a big screen about eight feet away, on which she saw herself as she was. Fuck, she looked hot! There were six men in the room, sitting in a row with their backs to the door. She didn’t know what to expect, or what was expected of her, but acted on some kind of weird instinct, walking up to the row of men and standing with her back to the first, facing the screen. She saw herself in the here and now on screen, her body encased in the red latex dress, the stockings, the heels giving her a towering presence. In high definition she could see the swell of nipples under rubber and ran her hands over her breasts. She ...
    was touched. Male hands were on her bottom, groping her through the latex. She thought of wriggling her bottom, but then thought better of it, just standing, letting the hands roam and squeeze, finally touching her thighs. She moved to one side, standing in front of the second man, tracing the outline of her nipples with her fingers. Shit, this was hot! She was hot! Her hands fondled her own breasts as she watched herself on the screen, male hands touching her from behind. She worked her way along the line, feeling her own breasts through the rubber; feeling male hands groping her arse and her thighs. When she was finished she stepped forward and moved to stand central to the row of men, still facing the screen. Behind her own figure she could see the men as dim, shadowy characters. It didn’t matter to her who they were or what they looked like. She only wanted four things from each of them; two hands, a mouth and a cock. “Get your cocks out for me!” she said loudly, surprised at the assertiveness in her own voice. She saw the shadowy figures move behind her, as she rolled the rubber dress up to her waist, enjoying the kinky sounds it made. She watched her own image on the screen as she pushed a hand down inside the knickers. She didn’t bother to turn around. The men could watch the screen too. Her gloved fingers met slipperiness, and she slid her fingers all over her juiced up cunt, enjoying the way her hand moved inside the black latex knickers. Feeling it was time to move ...
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