Sarah woke up...
she could feel that she was in the office...she could feel her wrists tied tightly behind her back...she could feel her ankles tied tightly together under the chair...as she tried to move her soft sexy feet trapped inside her 4 inch pumps she could feel that her ankles were tied to her wrists...Hogtying her tightly to the chair...the more conscious she became the more she tried to move...the more she tried to move-she found another strand of rope restricting her movement...her calves were tied together...her knees were tied tightly together...hundreds of strands of rope were wrapped around here thighs over her sultry little skirt...the outline of her thigh high covered legs could be seen through her slit that she had EXTENDED HERSELF...hundreds of strands of rope were tied around her torso (strangely making her large breasts more pronounced under her blouse...she knew
she should have worn a bra today)...she couldn't move at all...she couldn't move at all...SHE COULDN'T MOVE AT ALL...she tried to cry out, but she was gagged...it felt strange in her mouth...it wasn't a regular gag...it was an object of some kind...she could feel by the rope around her mouth that it was tied in...feeling the stiff bristles against her sweet lips she realized what it was...A HAIRBRUSH...the more she became aware of her stringent surroundings...the more she realized how diabolical her predicament became by the second...she could feel a MASSIVE object between her shapely quivering legs...her love of tight stringent bondage betraying even her fear and anticipation of the sheer torture to come...she knew what it was...she knew it was a massive magic wand vibrator...she knew all too well what it would do to her...she could feel the cool air
kissing her sensitive skin under her skirt (she knew she should have worn panties today)...with every moment that passed the situation sank in a little deeper...the more she thought about it the more frightened she became (the stiffer her nipples became...and moisture formed between her quivering legs)...the screen on the computer was still up...he must have only just left before she woke...as she was now fully awake she saw the screen fade to black...her familiar tickling screen saver had been changed...there was no longer the image of a sexy secretary having her cute feet tickle tortured by her boss...it had been changed to a single message...a single message punctuated with an exclamation point in the form of another HAIRBRUSH...the message was only 5 words long but needed to be no longer: I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUM...by the time that she read the message the
vibrator turned on...the sensation of her predicament was already too arousing...she knew that she would cumm her brains out shortly if this continued...after 30 seconds it stopped...only long enough to bring her to raging arousal...then the message duplicated itself...I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUMM appeared twice on the screen now...sitting still as she was tied tightly in the chair she couldn't move her pelvis at all...she couldn't amplify the vibrations of the magic wand, and she couldn't feel the egg vibrator buried deep within her womanhood nestled against the G spot she didn't know that she had...that is until it and the magic wand whirred to life for 5 seconds...just 5 seconds...no more...no less...the bondage was arousing...the vibrators kiss was intoxicating...but the frustration-as crazy as it was-was driving her to new found places of sexual excitement...AND DESPERATION...her
sensitive little clit began to throb sweetly...a third message appeared still saying the same thing...she couldn't breathe through the gag so she tried to breath deeply through her nose...only then did she feel the nostril device...the air hose attached to the oxygen tank in back of the chair...as she took deeper and deeper breaths she gained a higher level of energy and euphoria...almost on cue the bottom right hand of the computer screen cleared to the home screen...the messages of torment still visible...she realized that it was still Friday night...no one was to be back in the office until Monday...the mask would prevent her from sleeping...then the meaning of the message became deeply deeply more literal...I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUM SARAH...
she could feel that she was in the office...she could feel her wrists tied tightly behind her back...she could feel her ankles tied tightly together under the chair...as she tried to move her soft sexy feet trapped inside her 4 inch pumps she could feel that her ankles were tied to her wrists...Hogtying her tightly to the chair...the more conscious she became the more she tried to move...the more she tried to move-she found another strand of rope restricting her movement...her calves were tied together...her knees were tied tightly together...hundreds of strands of rope were wrapped around here thighs over her sultry little skirt...the outline of her thigh high covered legs could be seen through her slit that she had EXTENDED HERSELF...hundreds of strands of rope were tied around her torso (strangely making her large breasts more pronounced under her blouse...she knew
she should have worn a bra today)...she couldn't move at all...she couldn't move at all...SHE COULDN'T MOVE AT ALL...she tried to cry out, but she was gagged...it felt strange in her mouth...it wasn't a regular gag...it was an object of some kind...she could feel by the rope around her mouth that it was tied in...feeling the stiff bristles against her sweet lips she realized what it was...A HAIRBRUSH...the more she became aware of her stringent surroundings...the more she realized how diabolical her predicament became by the second...she could feel a MASSIVE object between her shapely quivering legs...her love of tight stringent bondage betraying even her fear and anticipation of the sheer torture to come...she knew what it was...she knew it was a massive magic wand vibrator...she knew all too well what it would do to her...she could feel the cool air
kissing her sensitive skin under her skirt (she knew she should have worn panties today)...with every moment that passed the situation sank in a little deeper...the more she thought about it the more frightened she became (the stiffer her nipples became...and moisture formed between her quivering legs)...the screen on the computer was still up...he must have only just left before she woke...as she was now fully awake she saw the screen fade to black...her familiar tickling screen saver had been changed...there was no longer the image of a sexy secretary having her cute feet tickle tortured by her boss...it had been changed to a single message...a single message punctuated with an exclamation point in the form of another HAIRBRUSH...the message was only 5 words long but needed to be no longer: I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUM...by the time that she read the message the
vibrator turned on...the sensation of her predicament was already too arousing...she knew that she would cumm her brains out shortly if this continued...after 30 seconds it stopped...only long enough to bring her to raging arousal...then the message duplicated itself...I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUMM appeared twice on the screen now...sitting still as she was tied tightly in the chair she couldn't move her pelvis at all...she couldn't amplify the vibrations of the magic wand, and she couldn't feel the egg vibrator buried deep within her womanhood nestled against the G spot she didn't know that she had...that is until it and the magic wand whirred to life for 5 seconds...just 5 seconds...no more...no less...the bondage was arousing...the vibrators kiss was intoxicating...but the frustration-as crazy as it was-was driving her to new found places of sexual excitement...AND DESPERATION...her
sensitive little clit began to throb sweetly...a third message appeared still saying the same thing...she couldn't breathe through the gag so she tried to breath deeply through her nose...only then did she feel the nostril device...the air hose attached to the oxygen tank in back of the chair...as she took deeper and deeper breaths she gained a higher level of energy and euphoria...almost on cue the bottom right hand of the computer screen cleared to the home screen...the messages of torment still visible...she realized that it was still Friday night...no one was to be back in the office until Monday...the mask would prevent her from sleeping...then the meaning of the message became deeply deeply more literal...I'LL NEVER LET YOU CUM SARAH...
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