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She cries out, and it’s nothing like it had been before as she stiffens, and cum leaks from her wet cunt.
“Good girl, sweetheart.” Fuck, that was hot. Goddamn, she’s amazing. “Sit up and look at me,” I command, turning it off.
Slowly, she rises, and her heavy, bloodshot eyes meet mine on the phone. “The key to the handcuffs is in the same box you got them from.”
She nods.
“You will arrive at Carnage with nothing but a dress on and that plug in your ass.”
She swallows.
“I’m going to strip you naked, so you don’t need anything on underneath it. Do you understand?”
She nods, sucking in a deep breath. Her chest is heaving, and her pretty pink nipples hard. My mouth waters just thinking about sucking on them.
“That’s my good girl. I’ll see you soon.” I end the video call and run a hand down my face.Fuck!I have ten minutes to jack off to the show she just gave me, and then I have to dress and be downstairs.
FOURTEEN
ASHTYN
Ilie on the closet floor, still shaking with my hands cuffed behind my back and a plug in my ass. I’m exhausted, and my ass is sore.
I had no clue you could get off on just a butt plug, but my body did. I didn’t even think about modesty or embarrassment once it started to vibrate. It was degrading, and my body liked it.
“Ashtyn?” my mom calls out.
I sit up, my ass on my legs, and clench my teeth not to moan at the way the plug pushes deeper into me.
Shit!She’s early? How do I explain I’m cuffed and naked while wearing a butt plug in my closet?
“Ashtyn?” she snaps.
I turn around to where my back is to the box and tip it over to drop the key to the handcuffs. Then I scoot over closer to the mirror, stifling a moan. Fuck, this plug shouldn’t feel this good.
Looking in the mirror over my shoulder, I try to get the key in the lock but drop it.
Fuck!
“Ashtyn, where are you?” she barks, and my pulse races. She’s going to see me.
Taking a deep breath, I tell myself to calm down and try again. Moving to lie on my back, I bring my knees to my chest and slide my hands down my legs so they’re at least no longer behind me. Now, I can see what I’m doing. I pick up the key and slide it into the lock, then I twist it. The left one pops open. I quickly undo the right, then toss them and the key along with the lube into the box I found them in and shove it under some clothes I have folded on the floor.
I stand and almost fall over due to being down on my knees for so long. The blood still rushes to my feet. I grab the towel, not caring that it’s got lube on it and wrap it underneath my arms and tuck it into itself.
My door swings open, and I jump back with a scream as my mom enters my closet. “I’ve been hollering at you. Why didn’t you answer?”
“I, uh, sorry. Had my earbuds in.” I lie, trying to calm my breathing. I look like I just got off. My skin’s flushed, and body trembling. I can feel the lube and cum that covers my ass and thighs. Plus, I have rug burns on my knees from when I rocked back and forth while fucking myself with my fingers and the plug.
She looks me over and tilts her head to the side. “You’re not ready. We need to leave in fifteen minutes.”
Have I been in here that long? “I’ll be ready,” I assure her.
Her eyes drop to the chair, and she frowns. “Why is this in here?”
“I needed it,” I say defensively. Why does it matter? This is my house, and I’m a twenty-one-year-old adult. If I want to put a chair in my closet, then I can.
“For what reason?” She goes on.
