Caitlyns' Bondage Adventure / Tia pulls out her cellphone

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Caitlyn's Bondage Adventure

Tia suddenly pulls out a cellphone then and lays down in the bed infront of you, dialing a number. You instantly starts to panic, what is she doing. "Tia, what are you doing? Don't talk to someone while i'm like this!"

Rolling her eyes Tia to your astonishment sits up and grabs your chin hard. You try to pull away but to no use. "Hey!" You should, starting to get a little angry and scared.

Tia just moves the cellphone to her shoulder and moves her other hand to your mouth, keeping it open with the other and suddenly shoves her fingers into your mouth gagging you. To your amazement she starts to throat fuck you. You instantly start to gag, unable to tell her to stop, your eyes tearing up. Then the other end of the line picks up.

Tia talks into the phone while idly throat fucking you. "Hey, Akira! You will never believe that that dumb blonde bitch roomate of mine just did. She wanted to fucking try bondage. Yeah! I know. Well anyways I have her fucking tied up nacked infront of me. Yeah. The stupid bitch is gagging on my fingers haha! You should come over and take a look! Bring Lynn ok? Alright see you soon!"

Your eyes open wide as she says the last part, a single tear running down your cheek at the realization and being unable to breath well. As soon as the call is over Tia pulls her fingers out, wiping them against your face. She notices your terrified and frightened expression. "Oh don't give me that slut. And don't you dare try and talk again while i'm on the phone." With that she gives you a hard slap this time, staining your cheek red.

"Tia!" You cry out horrified. "Let me go please! What are you doing!?"

Tia just sighs, slapping you hard again. "As a matter of fact, don't talk unless I tell you to talk, got it?" You just sob slightly, looking at her. "Good bitch." She grins then, reaching a hand down to fondle your tits. "I guess i'll have a little fun with you before they get here though. You let out a gasp as she pinches your nipple, another tear sliding down your cheek. You can't believe this is happening! You start to struggle against the ropes but you instantly know it isn't any good.

"Oh god!" You mutter, gasping again as she pinches your other nipple hard. It earns you another slap, this time Tia grabbing your chin.

"I didn't tell you to speak Caitlyn. Looks like you need to be taught to obey your fucking superiors." Tia spits in your face before getting up and walks over to her box. You are terrified, sobbing slightly as the spit runs down your face. You are completely humiliated, unable to do anything. How could Tia do this to you?

Suddenly Tia was back, and to your horror with cloth pins. She then tosses them on the bed next to you before sitting infront of you again, grabbing your chin. "Tia please..." You beg, forced to look into her eyes.

Tia frowns and moves the hand holding your chin to slap you once before grabbing your chin again. "Open your mouth bitch." You sob slightly but do as your told, anything to not get slapped again. To your horror Tia spits a massive luggy right into your mouth. Eyes going wide you gasp, pulling back starting to gag. Tia doesn't let you though, moving forward and to your surprise running her tongue practically down your throat starting to kiss you passionatly. You gag, trying to pull away, but then suddenly let out a moan as her tongue runs so far into your gaping mouth.

Tia smirks and you let out a sharp gasp as she pinches your nipple again. She then pulls out of the kiss and looks over your pained and gasping face. Tia then slaps your breasts hard, causing you to cry out, another tear sliding down your cheek. "OH god please stop Tia! PLEASE!" You cry out as she slaps your breasts hard against staining one red.

Grinning, Tia just leans forward and kisses you against passionatly, running her tongue down your throat again. Tears start to stream down your cheeks as she does it over and over again, slapping your breasts between forcing her tongue down your throat. You start to feel terribly helpless, horrified at what is going on with you.!



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