Megan's new sexual discoveries ll
Cold naked and frightened, Megan crouched in the corner. After several minutes she heard the door being unlocked.
Studying her face, it was the red haired woman who brought her. Her hair, now down laid across her shoulders. Her green eyes stood out against her milky white skin. The fancy clothes gone explained her hourglass figure. The black corset bound to her tightly and black stockings three quarters up her thighs. She now wore a shiny chocked with a ring in front, but what caught her eye was how her purple panties fit her. Something didn't look right.
Reaching her hand out she said, come with me. Holding her hand as they walked she told Megan my name is Victoria, but you may call me Tory. Why have you done this to me, Megan complained. Squeezing her hand, Tory said did you not contact us. Yes but, Megan was interrupted. We are all slave to our desires, Tory told her. Here we are both slave and master.
Opening a door, they stepped into what could only be discribed as a giant walk in closet. Megan's eyes widened as she walked in. Lingerie of all types and color hung along the walls with drawers full of panties and stockings.
Looking back to tory, she was smiling. Yes, you can wear anything you want. Going through the drawers Megan said, I don't see any bras that will fit. Stepping behind her Tory place a hand on her back and reaching around, and cupped Megan's tit. I'm afraid we don't normally have women with breasts of your size. Something triggered in Megan. Tory's soft warm hand felt good as it held her tit. Bringing her hand up, Megan placed it on Tory's and pressed it against her. Moving her hand down Megan's back, Tory squeezed her butt cheek.
Turning Megan stepped towards Tory and hugged her. Looking up she opened her mouth to kiss her. Wrapping her arms around Megan Tory held her tight against her. Sliding her tongue in Megan's mouth, they kissed for several seconds. As Megan reached down, Tory stopped her before reading the waistband of her panties. We have plenty of time for that, she said. First you need to decide wether you're going to be dressed or nude. Thinking, Megan said since there's no bra, I like the hauler I seen earlier. Smiling Tory said, perfect. Going through the drawers Megan found a pair of thin white high cheek cut panties. Putting them on she pulled them tight against her, squatting down and spreading her legs out so they pulled deep into her crotch. The material was so thin her lips were nearly visible as they revealed her fat pubis and pussys every blemish. Purring Tory said, you're going to be very popular here. Giggling Megan said, too bad they're not clear. Rubbing he lower belly Megan said, I love my new look. Taking the hauler Tory found, she lead Megan back to her room. Finding scissors they cut the holes to fit the areolas of Megan's H size tits better.
Bent over Megan squeezed her tits as Tory pushed them through the holes. With a couple of inches poking through, her large areolas were fully exposed. Tightening the haulers straps forced another inch to push out. After a few seconds Megan's tits swole around the leather and somewhat locked them in place. Her flesh toned areolas circled by her milky white flesh against the flat black leather was a breath taking sight to Tory.
Excusing herself, Tory left the room. Megan took the opportunity to explore. Walking down the living quarters corridor, she noticed each name on the doors were laid in brass. Smiling to herself, I'd like that on my door too.
Finding the bathroom, Megan went in. Standing by the table she ran her hand over her pubis thinking about last night. Slipping her hand under her waistband she rubbed her clit thinking about her wonderful body. The softness of her brown skin, how sensitive her clit was. Hearing a noise she spun around. Seeing the young face and small tits her pussy moistened. Hello mamm, the woman said. Is there something you need. Remembering what Tory said, Megan asked do you work here or are you a guest. A guest mamm, she said. Wishing to feel her again Megan asked, what must I do for you. Smiling , nothing she answered. I love shaving women, she said. My name is Megan. My name is Katherine, she said. Please call me Kat. Her panties soaked, Megan was about to ask if she wanted to do it again when Tory came in. There you are, she called out. Come, we must finish your tour.
Crossing the entry hall Tory said let me show you a special room to me. Going up stairs Tory took her to " restraint" room. Taking her hand Tory opened the door. The room was dimly lit with a couple of tables and beds. Along the back wall were glass cases. Megan looked at one the oddly shaped plastic and metal objects. Cylindrical in shape they were different lengths and girth. Each had a plate fitted at the opening and a small lock. Looking back at Tory Megan had an odd look on her face, as to say why are you showing me this. As Tory pulled the front of her panties down, Megan gasped. A shiny metal cage shined in the light. You're a, Megan started to say. Yes, Tory said proudly. Her crotch perfectly hairless, the fit cage snunggly against her. The small penis trapped inside had a reddish tint, as to have been abused recintly. At the tip was a pull ring connected to the sounding rod pushed deep into her Urethra which had a small amount of semon still hanging from it.
Oh wow, Megan exclaimed. I've never seen one in person. Looking up Megan asked, can I touch it. Softly Tory said, of course you can. Running her hand down the side and up the bottom side of the restraint Megan asked, does it hurt. Blushing she said, only when I get excited. Licking the drop of seamon off her fingers, Megan knelt down for a closer look. Placing her hands on the waistband of Tory's panties she asked, can I take them off. Nervous voice Tory raised her hands and said, yes.
Letting them drop to the floor, Megan helped her raise each foot. Her legs were soft and smooth as Megan ran the back of her fingers up them. Tory opened her legs when Megan reached her small ball sack.
Leaning forward, she opened her mouth. Tory's breath was labored as she watched Megan take her encaged penis into her mouth. The hint of urine mixed with sweat was something she didn't expect as Megan gave a mock blow job. Reaching up, she fumbled the little testicals between her fingers.
Tory moaned softly with the tonguing. A string of precum drew over Megan's tongue sucking on the chastity device. Tory felt her legs shake as Megan reached around her and caress her butt cheeks. The flat round object between her cheeks caught Megan by suprise.
Leaning back, a string of precum contacted Tory to Megan. Crawling Megan went around behind Tory.
Please let me see it, Megan asked. Catching her breath Tory said, not here. Picking up her panties Tory took Megan's hand. Staying on the second floor they walked to the end of the corador. Miss Tory was on the door in brass letters.
Holding Megan's hand up, Tory placed her left hand on it, Tory said I don't normally do this. Feeling her distress Megan told her, you don't have to.
Studying her face, it was the red haired woman who brought her. Her hair, now down laid across her shoulders. Her green eyes stood out against her milky white skin. The fancy clothes gone explained her hourglass figure. The black corset bound to her tightly and black stockings three quarters up her thighs. She now wore a shiny chocked with a ring in front, but what caught her eye was how her purple panties fit her. Something didn't look right.
Reaching her hand out she said, come with me. Holding her hand as they walked she told Megan my name is Victoria, but you may call me Tory. Why have you done this to me, Megan complained. Squeezing her hand, Tory said did you not contact us. Yes but, Megan was interrupted. We are all slave to our desires, Tory told her. Here we are both slave and master.
Opening a door, they stepped into what could only be discribed as a giant walk in closet. Megan's eyes widened as she walked in. Lingerie of all types and color hung along the walls with drawers full of panties and stockings.
Looking back to tory, she was smiling. Yes, you can wear anything you want. Going through the drawers Megan said, I don't see any bras that will fit. Stepping behind her Tory place a hand on her back and reaching around, and cupped Megan's tit. I'm afraid we don't normally have women with breasts of your size. Something triggered in Megan. Tory's soft warm hand felt good as it held her tit. Bringing her hand up, Megan placed it on Tory's and pressed it against her. Moving her hand down Megan's back, Tory squeezed her butt cheek.
Turning Megan stepped towards Tory and hugged her. Looking up she opened her mouth to kiss her. Wrapping her arms around Megan Tory held her tight against her. Sliding her tongue in Megan's mouth, they kissed for several seconds. As Megan reached down, Tory stopped her before reading the waistband of her panties. We have plenty of time for that, she said. First you need to decide wether you're going to be dressed or nude. Thinking, Megan said since there's no bra, I like the hauler I seen earlier. Smiling Tory said, perfect. Going through the drawers Megan found a pair of thin white high cheek cut panties. Putting them on she pulled them tight against her, squatting down and spreading her legs out so they pulled deep into her crotch. The material was so thin her lips were nearly visible as they revealed her fat pubis and pussys every blemish. Purring Tory said, you're going to be very popular here. Giggling Megan said, too bad they're not clear. Rubbing he lower belly Megan said, I love my new look. Taking the hauler Tory found, she lead Megan back to her room. Finding scissors they cut the holes to fit the areolas of Megan's H size tits better.
Bent over Megan squeezed her tits as Tory pushed them through the holes. With a couple of inches poking through, her large areolas were fully exposed. Tightening the haulers straps forced another inch to push out. After a few seconds Megan's tits swole around the leather and somewhat locked them in place. Her flesh toned areolas circled by her milky white flesh against the flat black leather was a breath taking sight to Tory.
Excusing herself, Tory left the room. Megan took the opportunity to explore. Walking down the living quarters corridor, she noticed each name on the doors were laid in brass. Smiling to herself, I'd like that on my door too.
Finding the bathroom, Megan went in. Standing by the table she ran her hand over her pubis thinking about last night. Slipping her hand under her waistband she rubbed her clit thinking about her wonderful body. The softness of her brown skin, how sensitive her clit was. Hearing a noise she spun around. Seeing the young face and small tits her pussy moistened. Hello mamm, the woman said. Is there something you need. Remembering what Tory said, Megan asked do you work here or are you a guest. A guest mamm, she said. Wishing to feel her again Megan asked, what must I do for you. Smiling , nothing she answered. I love shaving women, she said. My name is Megan. My name is Katherine, she said. Please call me Kat. Her panties soaked, Megan was about to ask if she wanted to do it again when Tory came in. There you are, she called out. Come, we must finish your tour.
Crossing the entry hall Tory said let me show you a special room to me. Going up stairs Tory took her to " restraint" room. Taking her hand Tory opened the door. The room was dimly lit with a couple of tables and beds. Along the back wall were glass cases. Megan looked at one the oddly shaped plastic and metal objects. Cylindrical in shape they were different lengths and girth. Each had a plate fitted at the opening and a small lock. Looking back at Tory Megan had an odd look on her face, as to say why are you showing me this. As Tory pulled the front of her panties down, Megan gasped. A shiny metal cage shined in the light. You're a, Megan started to say. Yes, Tory said proudly. Her crotch perfectly hairless, the fit cage snunggly against her. The small penis trapped inside had a reddish tint, as to have been abused recintly. At the tip was a pull ring connected to the sounding rod pushed deep into her Urethra which had a small amount of semon still hanging from it.
Oh wow, Megan exclaimed. I've never seen one in person. Looking up Megan asked, can I touch it. Softly Tory said, of course you can. Running her hand down the side and up the bottom side of the restraint Megan asked, does it hurt. Blushing she said, only when I get excited. Licking the drop of seamon off her fingers, Megan knelt down for a closer look. Placing her hands on the waistband of Tory's panties she asked, can I take them off. Nervous voice Tory raised her hands and said, yes.
Letting them drop to the floor, Megan helped her raise each foot. Her legs were soft and smooth as Megan ran the back of her fingers up them. Tory opened her legs when Megan reached her small ball sack.
Leaning forward, she opened her mouth. Tory's breath was labored as she watched Megan take her encaged penis into her mouth. The hint of urine mixed with sweat was something she didn't expect as Megan gave a mock blow job. Reaching up, she fumbled the little testicals between her fingers.
Tory moaned softly with the tonguing. A string of precum drew over Megan's tongue sucking on the chastity device. Tory felt her legs shake as Megan reached around her and caress her butt cheeks. The flat round object between her cheeks caught Megan by suprise.
Leaning back, a string of precum contacted Tory to Megan. Crawling Megan went around behind Tory.
Please let me see it, Megan asked. Catching her breath Tory said, not here. Picking up her panties Tory took Megan's hand. Staying on the second floor they walked to the end of the corador. Miss Tory was on the door in brass letters.
Holding Megan's hand up, Tory placed her left hand on it, Tory said I don't normally do this. Feeling her distress Megan told her, you don't have to.
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