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She bound me to the cage with a series of cable ties—down one arm, down the other. She put them on over my silky blouse so I could feel the pressure of them against my wrist, my forearm, my elbow, but the plastic wasn’t biting into my skin. That was a nice touch. She bound my ankles to the cage as well, and when it occurred to me that I was trapped, my heart began to race.
“Thank you,” I said.
“I haven’t done anything yet.”
“You have no idea...”
Levy went to her desk and picked up the wand. It was one of those Hitachi doodads. I’d never actually used one. She plugged it into an extension cord and thumped toward me. Her cage was built on a raised wooden platform, and every step boomed through the basement.
“So this is what you want, eh?” Levy tapped the massager against her palm like a baseball bat. The end was bulbous and rounded; no way could it fit in my pussy. Way too big. I tried to close my legs, but of course they were secured with cable ties.
When I didn’t answer, Levy asked, “If I do this, will you finally stop coming down here and making googly eyes at me?”
I smiled and bit my bottom lip.
“Well?”
“No,” I said. “I’ll keep coming back. I like you too much.”
She rolled her eyes and sort of said, “Pfft,” but I saw a grin on her lips. She wanted me. She loved the sight of me strung up against her cage, helpless, just waiting for her to do whatever she wanted.
That big toy in her hand buzzed to life, emitting a low hum. I felt all squirmy inside, but I couldn’t squirm. I was stuck to the cage. My knees felt weak, but I bolstered my legs, planting my heels hard into the ground. If I let them go, I’d be strung up by my arms and the cable ties would cut my skin right through my shirt.
“You don’t know me,” Levy said. Her steel-toed boots touched the tips of my wedge heels. “How can you trust me?”
“I just do,” I told her. There was no reason behind it.
“Enough to let me tie you up at work where anybody could walk down those stairs and find us?”
I would have shrugged, but I couldn’t move my shoulders. “Nobody ever comes down here but me. And you.”
Levy leaned in, right close to my ear, and said, “They will when they hear your little-girl screams.” Her breath was so hot it made me sweat. I could feel little beads building under my breasts, soaking into my bra.
“Did you think I would touch you?” Levy asked over the vibrator’s buzz. It was touching my skirt, making the fabric ripple. “Did you come down here thinking I’d eat your tight little pussy?”
When I didn’t reply, Levy lifted my skirt with the buzzing head of the massager. She traced it up and down my inner thighs, but I could already feel the low vibrations in my cunt. I kind of wished she would touch me, just so she’d see how wet I’d become. It never took long. I could slick my panties on the bus just thinking about Levy.
And they were super-slick now. I felt my juice mashing against my pulpy pussy when Levy pushed the vibe against my panties. I felt that first, the vibrations second. Once they hit, my knees buckled and I hung from the cable ties.
Too many sensations all at once. Intense buzzing against my clit. It travelled down my legs like the blood in my veins. The pain of those cable ties sliced through my arms. I arched forward, but that put too much pressure on my wrists. My hands started feeling numb, so I forced myself to stand properly. There was no other option.
“How’s that?” Levy asked as she stroked my pussy with the massager’s giant head. “Feel good? Feel nice?”
“Yeah,” I panted. “Very good. Very nice.”
I could hardly handle the vibrations through my underwear, but I still wanted to feel that buzzing thing right against my flesh. I wanted her to open me up like a gift and set that vibe flush to my clit. It throbbed in there, all hidden beneath folds of flesh and fabric. Even tucked away like that, it felt huge and ripe as a cherry hot off the tree. I imagined Levy taking it in her mouth and sucking, juice running down her chin and dripping onto the floorboards. Just the thought made me arch and whine. Sometimes my mind was more powerful than any sex toy.
And other times sex toys won the day.
Levy stuck the vibe between her own thighs and held it there tight. I could see by the look of ecstasy in her eyes that the vibrations were riding through the seam of her pants, finding her clit just like they’d found mine. Pulling my skirt up over my hips, she pushed forward, driving the head against my pussy. She unbuttoned my blouse, clumsily, like an animal. Tearing my breasts from the cups of my bra, she bent down and sucked my tits so zealously I shrieked. “Christ, that hurts!”
She didn’t stop. She went at my tits like the thing between her legs drove her impulses. Levy had been so focused on sucking and thumbing and slapping my tits that I thought maybe she’d forgotten about my pussy. But no. She shoved my panties down and they locked in place against my spread thighs. She pushed them again, but they rolled in on themselves, except for the gusset, which was spread wide and slick with pussy juice.
Levy growled, and I could feel that low rumble in my belly alongside the deep vibrations of the massager. She pushed my lips aside with the vibe, like opening the curtains to a sunny day. Pressing her cock-vibe against my clit, she fucked it, and the sensation was so brutal and so wonderful it booted me right out of my body.
I watched from above as she kissed me, kissed me as hard as she’d sucked my nipples. My breasts were now slammed against her chest, her hat sliding to the side, my back pushed into the wire cage. The cable ties made my arms scream, but I couldn’t speak. Her tongue pushed past my teeth and rooted around my mouth like it was searching for something. I couldn’t think, couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but let her pound that vibe against my swollen clit and kiss me crazy.
“You like that, eh?” She grabbed the vibe and mashed it in tight circles around my clit. “Yeah, you like it.”
