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For angelicaYou wake up to the sound of voices murmuring in the distance. Your eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness that surrounds you. You try to stretch out but you realise you can’t move; your hands lightly bound by what feels like leather straps behind your back. As you stretch you realise they’re attached to a strap around your neck. You feel your surroundings. Velvet cushioning, darkness, very close proximity; almost as if you’re in a box. You smile; you know where you are and what you are. You’re his! The slumber you’d been in had made you forget but now the memories come back. He put you in the box before he went out and promised when he came back he’d have something for you.Your mind races, “What will he have for me?” You’re hoping he’s going to take you out of the box, hook your straps to the wall and pound you from behind. Straining his big, gorgeous meaty cock into your holes before he lets you suck on it and finishes with a warm salty load down your throat. You get a tingle thinking about it but you can’t reach round to rub your pussy in excitement because the straps prevent you.You lie there with baited breath. What’s he doing? You can hear him moving round downstairs. “When is he going to come up and release me?” You love the fact that he keeps you in the drawer under his bed. There’s nothing unpleasant about it. He keeps you there and lets you out to do his chores. He lets you out to fuck. He lets you out to use. He lets you out to dress like a slut so when you go out into the real world everybody stairs at you. Even some girls cast admiring glances at your toned legs, pert round butt and fantastic tits (you like the thought that they look at you, sometimes admiringly, sometimes out of jealousy because they see the guy you’re with. You know they want him as much as you do but you know you’re his! You especially like it when he puts you in the little black dress with no back to it. Your black stilettos with high sliver heels make you feel osmaniye escort extra slutty. And when he makes you sit on a bar stool opening and crossing your legs there is nothing that makes you wetter in public. Especially as you never have any panties on. Your mind wanders to all of the exciting times you’ve had with him.After what seems like hours you hear him climb the stairs and enter the room. “I’m going to make you cum so many times tonight!” you hear him say, “I’ve been looking forward to this all day!”The excitement within you rises with a lump in your throat. Your mouth is dry. You’ve waited so long for him to say that. You can’t wait for him to open the drawer that you’re in. Pull you out and lift you with his strong arms. You want to feel his body press against you. In fact you yearn for it. You squeeze your legs together and feel the moisture ooze from your hot tingling pussy.“Any minute now,” you think to yourself, “he’s going to open the drawer and pull you out”. Your excitement gives you goose bumps; you’re visibly shaking at the prospect of what’s to come; or cum!Then you hear, “Mmmm baby, I can’t wait!”“Who the fuck is that?” the voice rings out in your head.It was a woman’s voice. Your shock makes you scream out inside. Then you hear her heels clipping across the wooden floor of the bedroom. The bed squeaks above you and you realise it’s because they’ve both climbed on top. You’re lying there and he’s on the bed on top of you with another woman!You hear them kissing, their passionate sounds of embrace. It gets more and more desperate; moans developing. Then she says, “Take it out! I want to see it.” You gasp in shock but don’t want to be discovered so hold your breath and remain silent. There’s a crack in the drawer which if you strain your neck you can just see out of. A tiny sliver of the outside world. So close but it feels like a million miles away. You can see enough to know whats going to happen. You can just see escort osmaniye the shape of a brunette woman getting on her knees. And you can see his legs in front of her. You can’t see anything else through the tiny sliver of light but you know what she’s doing. You can tell by her moans. She’s enjoying sucking his cock as much as you do!“Bitch!” You whisper to yourself.After a while they move from your view and you hear them fooling around on the bed again. “Mmm your pussy tastes so sweet” you hear him say. You love it when he says that to you. Then you hear them kissing again. “Mmm my pussy tastes fantastic on your lips” she moans.“Fuck its so tight!” he says. “OMG; they’re starting to fuck!”you think. They’re fucking above your head. “Why can’t it be me?” your pussy pleads. But instead you’re lying there listening to them fucking. Your mind relives what they’re doing. She’s sucked him, he’s licked her, he’s mounting her from all positions, you even hear her screaming “fuck my ass!”Your head is reeling with emotions; betrayal, jealousy, a rise of excitement only to be dashed against the rocks like a ship with no captain. You were shaking with lust 20 minutes ago. You’re now shaking with anger and there’s nothing you can do about it. It hurts!But your pussy betrays you. You realise you’re lying there listening to them fucking and despite all of the emotions running through you; it’s dripping! Absolutely soaking! You squeeze your thighs together again and realise you are actually really, really hot down there. As you let that realisation go over you, you realise that you’re actually turned on more.“Fuck! If only I could reach around and play with myself”Their fucking goes on for what seems like ages and your torture gets higher and higher! Then they stop for a breather. As they’re lying there talking about what to do next, you hear her say, “Who’s that girl?”He answers, “The one in the picture? That’s a good friend of mine. Angelica. She’s… osmaniye escort bayan just a friend” She’s noticed your picture that he has on the dressing table of you. “Ha, she’s going to storm out and leave as she thinks I’m his girlfriend” you think, “then when she goes he’ll take me out of here”Then, “Mmm she’s cute!” “You think so?”“Yeah, I like her eyes!”“She likes my eyes?” That wasn’t what you expected to hear.“You should see her eyes shine when she’s sucking my cock!” He says.“Mmmm that would be something I’d like to see!” she says.Your ears prick up at that. “Ohh this could get interesting after all!” your legs squeezing together again.You hear him get off the bed. “Is he going to release you?” A drawer opens. But its not the one you’re in. You hear him switch on his lap top. “I have some videos if you’d like to see?” He asks and she responds excitedly, “Videos of her sucking your cock? I’d love to see that!”You hear the video start. You can hear yourself moaning! “Wow she’s good at doing that!” “She’s almost devouring your cock, and by the way your cock looks awesome on camera!” She giggles.You knew it did look awesome on camera and you’d do anything to see it right now. Anything to feel it in your hand, your pussy or heaven help you, in your mouth. But all you can do is listen to the video he’s playing her, of you sucking his cock. You remember the last time he filmed you doing it. You really went to town on it, edging him, slurping him, worshipping him, basically doing everything that you could to please him. The reason you please him? He has huge amounts of cum and you want every drop and you want nothing more than to hear him moan your name!“Wow she really is good at blow jobs” you hear her say. Pride fills your heart! You’re warming to her. The slut out there who stole your passion!“yeah she’s the best” you hear him say. More pride swells up in you!“I’d like to see more of her” she says. “And what would you do with her” he asks. “everything!” is her response. At that you hear him stand up off the bed, your drawer starts to move open. You blink as the light fills the space you’re confined in. “Here she is” he says, “Use her as much as you want” as he lifts you out and presents you to her.

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