I  CUM A LOT, A TIME OF REFLECTION AND FEAR AS I TEAR OFF MY NYLONS AND WONDER HOW IT WOULD BE IF HE WERE STANDING OVER ME. LICK UP YOUR MESS BITCH HE SAYS AS HE RUBS HIS MANHOOD CLOSE TO MY FACE. I CAN'T, I JUST CAN'T. THEN HE PULLS OUT HIS PHONE AND SHAKES IT IN MY EYELINE.

REMEMBER EARLIER BITCH! REMEMBER HOW KEEN YOU WERE TO POSE FOR ME AS YOU DRANK YOUR VODKA AND SNIFFED FROM MY SMALL GLASS MAGIC BOTTLE. OF COURSE I DO, BUT THAT WAS BEFORE THIS, BEFORE DESIRE WAS DRAINED FROM ME AND LEFT ME A POOR FRIGHTENED LITTLE GIRL IN NYLONS. WISHING SO MUCH I COULD TRANSFORM MY SMOOTH LEGS AND PAINTED TOE NAILS BACK TO HOW THEY SHOULD BE AND RUN AWAY. WISHING I DID NOT HAVE TO LOOK AT HIS UGLY BIG COCK TEASINGLY BEING RUBBED INCHES FROM MY FACE.

JUST CANT I REPEAT AS I FINGER THE MILKY JUICE ON MY THIGHS IN DISGUST. THEN FUCK OFF HOME SLUT AND DONT COME BACK. BUT JUST REMEMBER TO CHECK MY NEW GALLERY ONLINE WHEN YOU GET BACK. THE ONE THAT SAYS FORWARD PICTURES OF THIS SLUTS FACE AROUND MY COCK WHEN SHE WAS DRUNK TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW. MAKE HER FAMOUS BOYS. I BEGIN TO CRY BUT HE DOESN'T CARE.

HE BEGINS TO PUT HIS COCK AWAY AND I KNOW ITS NOW OR NEVER, OR SHOULD THAT BE FOREVER. SLOWLY  I WIPE THE CREAM FROM MY THIGHS WITH MY FINGER AND TAKE THE FIRST DROP IN MY MOUTH, STILL CRYING AS THE TASTE MAKES ME GAG AND THE THOUGHT OF WHAT IT IS MAKES CRY EVEN MORE.

HE PUSHES THE BOTTLE UNDER MY NOSE AND I BREATHE DEEPLY AND HARD UNTIL I FEEL THE NUMBING FUZZ. GOOD GIRL I HEAR HIM MUTTER AS HE SWITCHES THE CAMERA TO VIDEO. IT MAKES NO DIFFERENCE; THE DAMMING OF ME TO HIS CONTROL WAS AS HE SAID DONE MUCH EARLIER ON. THE REST IS SIMPLY THE EVER TIGHTENING AND GROWING REMINDERS OF MY FATE AS WHATEVER HE KNOW DECIDES I WILL BECOME OVER TIME, WEEKS, MONTHS, YEARS, WHO KNOWS. ALL I NOW KNOW AS HE PRESENTS HIS PRE CUM MOIST COCK TO MY LIPS IS THAT I AM NOW ONLY EVER AS SAFE AS MY ABILITY TO SATISFY WHATEVER HIS DESIRES MAY BE. BUT SAFE I MUST REMAIN, EVEN THOUGH MY TOES NOW CURL AND STRETCH WISHING THEY COULD ESCAPE THE NYLON PRISON THAT SIMPLY MOVES AND CARESSES THEIR POINTLESS DISSENT.

HIS HANDS CLASP MY HEAD AND I FEEL HIS POWER DEEPER IN MY THROAT THAN I KNOW IS POSSIBLE. THE WARM CREAMY SALT FROM HIS BALLS FLOWING INTO MY STOMACH SEEMINGLY A BLESSING WHEN COMPARED TO CHOCKING ON MY KNEES.  I TAKE THE SLAP AROUND THE FACE ALSO WITHOUT OBJECTION AND CRAWL OVER TO WHERE HE NOW SITS AND GESTURES ME OVER. HIS HAND GRIPS MY HAIR AND MY LIPS AND TONGUE WORK AGAIN TO KEEP MY PICTURES SAFE. HE ANSWERS MY THOUGHTS WITHOUT ME NEEDING TO VOICE THE QUESTION ON MY LIPS. WHEN WILL IT END, WHEN WILL I KNOW I AM SAFE AGAIN TO REQUEST AND REGAIN MY FREEDOM. HE JUST SMILES AND CONTINUES TO MOVE MY HEAD AROUND HIS GROIN. HE CAN TELL FROM MY LACK OF DEFIANCE I WAS TELLING THE TRUTH WHEN I SAID I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THE MAN WHO SEDUCES AND CAPTURES ME IN THIS WAY.

I CAN SEE HIS MIND HAS ALREADY REGISTERED THE ENDLESS POSIBILITIES OF MY TEARS AT THE THOUGHT OF BEING OUTED. WHAT I DONT KNOW YET IS THE COST, OR IF THERE WILL COME A DAY WHEN I AM TAKEN SO LOW AND DEEPLY INTO THE LIFE THAT I WILL NO LONGER CARE ANYMORE, BUT TOO DAMAGED AND BROKEN BY THEN TO BE ABLE TO ESCAPE EVEN IF I STILL WANTED TOO.........WHICH IS THE OTHER QUESTION ISN'T IT !! WHAT IF SIX MONTHS FROM NOW, LICKING MY GIRL JUICE FROM MY THIGHS IS NO LONGER ANYMORE OF AN ISSUE THAN HIS BALLS EMPTYING INTO MY THROAT......MY TOES CURLING WITH PLEASURE IN MY NYLONS NOW, NO LONGER LOOKING FOR ESCAPE..............   

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Kate