I cannot believe she dared to call me Tubby Tory during high school and here she was causing me to break a sweat. Breathing deeply, I lifted her and bent her over one of her armrests. Ashley was starting to groan, slowly waking from her chloroform-induced slumber. Working fast, I pulled out my new black latex jumpsuit with matching cat ears and a pair of leather thigh high boots, some rope, a replica of a 9mm, and a leg spreader bar with ankle cuffs from my luggage bag, laying everything neatly on the kitchen counter but the rope and the spreader bar before going back and attending to my entertainment for the night. It has been one year, two months and thirteen ass days since my last playmate and my body was purring for a new victim. After removing her bra, I bound her wrist together behind her back. With the longest piece asian of rope, I formed a tight Daisy-chain knot around her breast pulling the excess tightly around her back until the fibers bit into her soft skin. Gods this rope was long, I thought as I crossed the ends of the rope, feeding it beneath both her arms. I crossed the rope once again beneath the couch before tieing them off to her ankles to keep her from falling off the couch. "What's... what's going on?", she groggily asks as she struggles with the ropes, looking around the cabin a daze. "Please, someone help me!", She screams while I leave her there helpless to change my clothing. I will never understand why my playmates always think that screaming for help will result in someone coming to their rescue. I panties blame comic books. I gave myself a once-over, taking in the way the black latex hugged every detail of my body. From my full double d-cup bosoms; to my hourglass figure, right down to my thick plump ass, the latex clung, like it was a second skin. I had lost Fingering the fat I carried around in my gut, my face and arms in my youth. Now, I was toned and tight. I brushed my blown out dark locks into a smooth ponytail, topping it off with the shiny cat ears. I didn't need them but what girl did not enjoy looking cute. I had enough of her endless whining and slipped on the final piece of my crotchless kill suit. "Please anyone, save me." , I mimicked sweetly, sliding on the final piece of my kill suit. It was nine inches of pure black silicone with a lovely soda can girth, that held onto my hips and against my tender clit by thick dark straps. I picked back up the fake gun and walked behind her bent body, pressing my hard strap against her panties. It was time to get this playtime started. I hit the butt of the fake gun down against her tailbone causing her to scream out in pain and rock her hips. I moaned softly as her wiggling caused the base of the strapon to press and move against my slicking sex. I picked back up the fake gun and walked behind her bent body, pressing my hard strap against her panties. It was time to get this playtime started. I hit the butt of the fake gun down against her tailbone causing her to scream out in pain and jiggle her cheeks as she squirmed about. I moaned softly as her wiggling caused the base of the strapon to press and move against my slightly slicking sex. "This can go one or two ways..." , I cooed, curling my free hand into her soft brown hair, pulling her head back as I pressed the nose of the gun to her tempo. "...Either I can be sweet and gentle, or I can take everything from you, including your last japanese breath". I allowed my tender promises to seep into her tiny mind. Dropping the gun from her tempo, I again hit the butt of the gun back down onto the same spot on her tailbone, helping her understand the seriousness of my threat. "I'll be good!, I'll be good.", She yells between her sobs. “But isn't it hotter when I call you Mrs. Fekete?” I moaned. Its wide eyes appeal to me for protection more strongly than if it panties could talk. Of course, she didn’t stick around the door by the time Nicole asian and I exited the student council room. The chubby blonde started making quick work on his cock and even was able to take him completely ass down her throat. The girl approached Abby and she said something to her too flirtatiously and she traced her hand along Abby’s stomach and then she was gone. Tuesday - 2 different men arrive to do the brick work. Throwing her head back with a whimper, she resolved to let her brother have his way Fingering with her. “Oh, God! Her hips were meeting my every thrust and we both were soon totally depleted and holding each other in a tight embrace. Jon also told me that he was going to be away on business a few times over the next few months and that we might even go on holiday abroad in the summer. My pussy squeezed his cock it felt so good I dare not move for fear of losing how good it felt. He took that as an undisputable approval. Watching the teacher submit to her stirred something japanese inside her mind that she had never experienced before, it aroused her. I know I wasn’t totally dissatisfied with his eating my pussy. I went to Australia a couple of months ago with friends to visit some other friends. I was in the best shape of my life. Of course, I couldn't do anything about it. I blushed at the thought. The actress’s hands slid over her hips and the muscles of her flat stomach and knives pricked at her soft flesh while her lips moved silently. If he were to be honest, their relationship had taken a rather sour turn for the past... well, quite some time, now. “Don't feel guilty about anything you enjoyed doing, Infinity. We will talk later," Andrea said. They rely only on what they've been told. The trail shrunk down to a path as we ventured above the tree line, and soon our pathway became nothing more than a series of GPS waypoints connected by miles of barren rock.