Indoor Kitty

The sad remnants of my blog I spent years on. Occasionally still here occasionally on bdsmlr.

[evelynprinceauthor]

Barnyard slut

All characters in this piece of fiction are role-playing adults.

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She made such ugly noises when he fucked her ass. Deep, broken grunts and groans as he pushed his cock into her asshole, stretching her out. She used to try tell him that it wouldn't fit, but it did. It always did. He made sure of it. But her noises made it sound like she was dying. Her breathing grew thin and tight, and she held herself so still and tense -- and then he pushed in another inch and fucked another one of those ugly grunts out of her. "It's like fucking a pig," he said, and shoved in deeper to hear the noise again. "Does baby want a mud puddle to play in?" His fingers dug into her hips.

Once he was fully seated inside her, his balls slapping against her pussy, the noises changed. She breathed through her clenched teeth with thin, hissing noises. It made her sound like an angry cat. A drenched kitten trapped in the bathtub. For as long as he stayed there, buried inside her, the noises didn't change. He tried waiting them out once; he stayed there, unmoving, for almost half an hour and she kept breathing the same way, tight and tense and furious. "Such a hissy kitty," he said. "I know you feel so full with my cock inside you, but don't make a mess. Did you use the litterbox before we started to play?"

Her hissing grew louder and angrier. She had been so embarrassed the one time she had wet herself while he fucked her ass. It had been like a water balloon exploding, piss soaking into the sheets and mattress. He hadn't stopped fucking her through it. "Do you want me to stop?" he'd said. "Tell me to stop." But she hadn't been able to talk, hadn't been able to say a single word. She tried to push him away, but he held her down easily. Piss dripped from her clit and thighs. "You have to use your people words, cow."

Cow. Because when he started fucking her properly, with slow pulls out and deep thrusts in, her mouth fell open and a low, monotone sound came out. It took him a while to place it, but when he did, he was delighted.

She was lowing.

It was almost a moo, but not quite. It wasm't cute enough to be called a moo. It wasn't intentional enough. It was deep and ugly and animalistic. He had never heard a girl make a noise like that ever before. "I should milk you," he said, pumping his hips. "Put suction cups on your udders and milk you dry like you milk my cock." The noise didn't change even when he sped up or changed the rhythm of his thrusts. A low undertone to every move he made. Almost like a foghorn.

"I'm going to record you," he said. For the first time ever, her lowing changed pitch -- it went up a few notes, desperate. He would call it pleading, if a cow could plead. "And the next time I fuck your pussy, you'll be gagged. I'll play the recording so you can hear yourself. They're the only noises you'll be allowed to make when we fuck."

He knew she was close to coming when the piggy returned, when her monotone groan turned to sharp, high-pitched squeals and grunts. "That's my piggy bitch," he said fondly, pinching her clit and rolling it between his fingers. Her squeals grew louder and more frantic, a sow being bred by her boar. "There's my little barnyard slut."

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[eenslaved]

Pillow Time

It's so humiliating, this daily ritual he subjects her to. Humiliating and frustrating, it's both a part of her day that she dreads and anticipates in equal measure.

It's when he gives her the pillow and gives her thirty minutes to edge with it. There is a very specific way she's allowed to edge herself: she has to fold the pillow in half and squeeze it between her legs while she rests on her front over it. Her arms are to be flat on the bed beneath her, trapped under the pillow, which serves as a barrier between her fingers and her pussy.

She has to keep her legs stretched out and horizontal, knees touching. And the only movement she's allowed is the shallow and short forward jerking of her hips as she works her pussy against the pillow stuffed between her legs.

Sometimes, if she's been good and he wants to reward her, he lets her do her edging wearing nipple clamps. The biting hurt zings its way straight to the forlorn, denied core of her and it helps, it makes her feel closer to the cusp of climax.

She is not allowed to stop humping her pillow during the thirty minutes. Her stamina is good now but in the beginning she kept doing it in fits and starts and he had to encourage her obedience with the tawse. 

Now she can sustain the jerking of her hips for the entire thirty minutes, all 1,800 seconds. She humps the pillow with grim determination, as steady and constant as a metronome set to ticking, squeezing the pillow with her thighs as tightly as she can in an utterly improbable attempt to firm up its impossibly soft dimensions and contours.

Her face wears a grimace of resignation and acceptance, which he takes as a sign of success. She holds no hope whatsoever that these sessions will result in an orgasm for her. He has been drawing out the time between her climaxes to reinforce his control over her. Relief is a scarcity for her these days. He rewards her obedience in other ways: a rare chocolate treat, a hot bubble bath, a long massage, the feeling of him in her cunt instead of her ass -- too fleeting for her liking, but he plays it safe than sorry; a few long, slow strokes is all he dares to risk, lest he undo all his work, mostly he just sheathes himself in her tight, pulsing cunt and holds still, feeling all those wonderful internal muscles gripping him. She's so blissfully tight thanks to this training. He loves how he's totally transforming her body and its responses into something of his making and design, like she's a real live doll he's assembling for himself.

These edging sessions with her pillow are so important though, as a daily exercise that drives her reality home.

[subgirlthoughts]

[kn1femom]

cw: somno

how do you expect me to control myself when you're right there for the taking? your soft, sleeping body, pressed against mine, and those little whimpers that slip from your mouth when I reach a hand into your pjs. so soft and pliant for me, hips gently moving back and forth, in perfect harmony with my hand. look at you. you know exactly who you belong to, don't you? even in sleep, your body moves with mine so well. your body knows even when you don't.

and that moment when you slowly come to has to be my favourite - eyes fluttering open, mouth agape in silent question and your hands reaching down to mine as you try to understand what is happening. that moment when I get to shush and affirm you, tell you to just close your eyes and let me use you as I please. you want to make me happy, don't you? that's it. good pet.

[sweetlystupid]

🥀

[cxncubus]

sometimes i think “hm no i don’t think i have any sort of degradation kink!” but then i start thinking about how nice it would be to grind on someone’s boot, my collar on my neck and my hands tied behind my back. i’d be completely exposed and naked while they’re fully clothed, eyes roaming over my body as they coo condescendingly at how cute and pathetic i look desperately rutting against the top of their boot, blushing and whimpering and moaning as i try to get any friction they will give me—and just when i feel myself about to cum they’d lift their shoe out of my reach, ignoring my whines as they tell me that if i want to cum i have to beg for it like a good little puppy, and as i sob, humiliated and turned on i beg them to please let me cum, please let me grind on their shoe like the needy puppy i am. finally they wedge their foot in between my thighs, pushing them further apart so they can step lightly onto my cunt, the rough sole of their shoe grinding against my clit as i sob, chasing the overstimulating friction i begged for as they tease me for being so needy and pathetic and acting like i’m in heat. just their dumb little puppy willing to do anything to get off

[deniedbitch]

@dommeana

[scissor-bby-deactivated20180711]

I’m such a slut for that condescending faux-sympathy voice that turns vicious so quick. Like when you whimper and they say, “aw, does that hurt you baby?” and you nod yes and they say “Good, it’s supposed to.”

[denihilistpuppy]

god i get so fucked turned on at the thought of someone playing with my body. not even super invested, just sorta teasing me and keeping me all worked up while they do something else.

[femsubdenial]

Getting her used to it

Every evening, they made her cum hard and repeatedly. Even as they took measurements for her chastity belt. Even after it arrived and they made her wear it overnight. Even after they noted some chafing and it disappeared for a few days, returning slightly modified and much more comfortable, fitting her perfectly. Even as she was forced to wear it more often. Even as she found herself locked into it every minute, even to shower once she was taught how to rinse herself clean while locked, except for when they were inspecting her, using her, and forcing her to cum.

She thought she knew what was coming… except that’s when the nightly forced orgasm torture became even more intense and sadistic instead. “Are you ready?” they’d taunt her after wringing out another orgasm, “Cum nice and hard for us, it might be your last for months. Do you know how long you’ve been here, cumming hard every night? Do you remember how difficult that was the first few nights when your body wasn’t used to it? When all these orgasms were too much for you? But now you’re used to it, aren’t you, toy? Now you’re able to cum, and cum, and cum, and now you’ve stopped fighting to keep your sanity and just give in, don’t you? Now, your body needs it. Expects it. Craves it. Can you guess what it will be like on the first of many, many nights where you stay locked, slut? Oh my, did you just cum again while thinking about that? Good girl! Cum again for me! Cum and memorize what it feels like to cum. Cum for us like it’s the last orgasm you’ll ever have!

“Good girl! Do you want what comes next, yet? Do you want to find out how mind-bendingly desperate we can make you? We know exactly when you’re about to cum. We’ll know exactly when to stop to deny you these wonderful spasms. That your cunt will be extra sensitive from weeks of being locked away without even a feather’s teasing strokes? That will just make it easier for us to torment you. Imagine what an entertaining you you’ll be, the look on your face when we lock the belt back on without even letting you edge.

“Cum again for us. Cum again while thinking about how you’re so wet now, every time we unlock you. That slutty cunt is so ready to cum again and again for us every night, now. It rules you, now, doesn’t it? Awww, I know, honey, it’s too much. Don’t worry, pet, you’ll miss them when they’re gone! Or, hey, worry all you like, but your cum-soaked brain doesn’t get a say either way, does it, toy?

[switch-as-in-hit-me]

Aww, what's the matter, baby? Are you feeling a little needy? A little desperate, horny enough not to focus on anything else and embarassed enough not to do anything about it?

Do you want me to pin you down? Tease you until I decide you're begging enough to earn relief? Kiss away all those needy little whimpers?

Oh, you're blushing! You're so cute when you're all flustered like that. If you want it, you're going to have to ask...

[becherdireinen]

A relationship should be 50/50. She wears a bluetooth vibrator and I control it when we leave the house.

[nymphogemini-deactivated2022032]

fuck me until the only thing that comes out of my mouth is "daddy"

[youdenyme]

Having a very nostalgic for old tumblr day. I miss my porn. I thought looking at it would make me feel better but now I’m just sad and horny.

[sleepyspacebb]

goal: being tied down to a chair and edged to tears while getting mocked by a roomful of people

[femsubdenial]

Goal: Coordinating this for someone.

Bonus goal: Blackout contact lenses so she can’t see a thing yet her facial expressions and tears are as exposed as the rest of her.

A chair might not be best, though. Maybe a massage table, plus a separate table to hold feathers, brushes, lube, an ice bucket, a box of gloves…

[youdenyme]

Sorority Initiation Part Two

Erin woke up and glanced at her phone. It was too early. She rolled over in her bunk bed and tried to fall back asleep. She lay still for a few moments taking deep breaths and listening to the sounds of sleep around her before deciding it wasn’t happening. She crept down the ladder of her bunk bed, trying not to wake her roommates. She grabbed a big fluffy cardigan and slippers and put them on over her thin pajama shorts and tshirt. Finally she reached into her purse and found her vape by touch before slipping out of the room.

Erin still wasn’t used to sharing a room with five other girls. She had recently moved into the sorority house, and while most freshman slept in the cold dorm, some of the older girls had told her there was an empty spot in their room, and invited her to join. She was flattered although somewhat confused by the offer but accepted regardless.

It was only 4:30am on a weekday. So the house was quiet. Erin figured she could stealthily stow away into the large courtyard and smoke her vape pen for a little bit to relax, and then go back to her room and fall asleep. She didn’t even have class until the afternoon. She did need to be careful, smoking in the house, or even just possession of weed could get her in a lot of trouble, and probably kicked out.

She opened the door to the courtyard and eyed it for a secluded spot with low visibility from the entrance. Settling down next to a bush, she pulled her vape out and started smoking and just appreciating the still warm, late summer air. As she got high, she felt herself relax, and a too familiar sensation took hold of her. Since moving into a room with so many girls, she had not found time that seemed private enough to rub her needy pussy long enough to cum. She felt uncomfortable doing it in bed with five other girls in the room. Especially since she was the top bunk. She had tried in the shower, as it was one of the few places she was alone, but she never had been able to finish while standing up and it ultimately just left her feeling more frustrated. She’d been trying to ignore it, but smoking always made her horny, so now it added to the feeling she had been trying to bury. Her fingers started drifting to her crotch and as if they had a mind of their own, started rubbing over her shorts.

She brought her vape to her lips again and again. As she sat on the ground, mindlessly rubbing her clit through her pajamas, she felt a wet spot forming. Erin could usually only cum from penetration, but she did not know if she could take it that far sitting out in the open, even if the view was mostly obscured. She knew as soon as she came, she would be so embarrassed and filled with so much shame, but she found herself pulling her shorts aside and rubbing her bare, wet pussy.

Suddenly she heard something. Erin pulled her hand away from her crotch, and quickly put her vape into her pocket. She rolled onto her knees and started peering through the bush she was hiding behind. She couldn’t quite see who it was but she could hear girls’ voices laughing and talking in low tones.

Erin felt her heart start beating out of her chest. Had they seen her from a window? We’re they going to tell on her or just mock her mercilessly? She felt her pussy clench in embarrassment, as heat rushed to her cheeks. The girls came into view. It took her a minute to fully process what she was seeing. Eight girls had walked into the courtyard. Millie was one of them carrying a duffle bag, along with five other older girls, all in regular lounge wear. Yoga pants, t-shirts, nothing unusual, however, the two other girls, had their face covered in ridiculous masks. They both had a robe on, and were being led by Millie, who was grinning. She led them to the center of the courtyard where there was a pergola. All the other girls gathered around the two masked girls, giggling and chattering. Millie positioned the girls, and pulled the ties of their robes, revealing their completely naked bodies. The other girls all pulled their phones out, and opened their video apps.

Erin was close enough to hear most of what they were saying. She could not believe what she was seeing, her heart was still pounding so loudly she felt like it would give her away. What was worse, she could feel her juices running down her thighs from touching herself. She was stuck out here now and there was nothing she could do but watch.

“Alright ladies, you know you’ve both been bad girls,” Millie said, as the two masked girls stood, trying to cover their bodies in front of the small group, who giggled again. “We knew you were filthy sluts, but now is your chance to keep that a secret. I have some toys for you to play with, and you can touch and do anything you want to each other, but we are recording you. That’s why you have masks on. If you’re good girls, and it doesn’t turn you on to be humiliated like this, you can keep that mask on. But if you want to cum, you have to take the mask off on camera, and tell us what a filthy slut you are, and consequences will follow. Good luck girls!” Millie laughed and pulled out dildos and nipple clamps from her duffle bag and placed them in the hands of the masked girls. She started caressing one of the girls bodies, pressing right up against her, fondling her breasts and playing with her nipple. Millie roughly kisses the girl’s neck and Erin could see her fingers disappear between the girl’s legs as the girl visibly quivered. Millie pulled away and did the same to the other girl, before pulling the two close together, and pressing their bodies together. It was clear they were uncomfortable but they both started rubbing each other’s bodies and Millie walked off.

The five other girls and Millie all started recording. The two masked girls were going faster now, fingering each other, and one suddenly seemed to remember the toys, she grabbed a dildo and slowly started rubbing the tip on the other girls pussy. After making it wet with her juices she started fucking her, and the moaning became apparent. Erin finally recognized the girls. The one who was being fucked with the dildo was Shana, a sophomore Erin had chatted to briefly. She had heard that Shana could get out of control at parties. Her parents had bought her a boob job for her graduation present and she would flash her tits sometimes when she was drunk, not in public but at other girls’ boyfriends. The other girl was Abbie, another freshman who had also been asked to stay in a room with older girls. Abbie seemed determined not to lose this challenge, she paused fucking Shana with the dildo and put the nipple clamps on Shana’s perfect tits. Shana reacted with a yelp of surprise, and then Shana grabbed the dildo and continued fucking her. Shana seemed to remember herself now and started trying to play with Abbie’s nipples and feeling around for another dildo. Abbie was not about this and slapped Shana’s hands away, she pulled the dildo out and gave her pussy a hard spank, before spanking her ass a few times. Shana seemed shocked by this and Abbie continued to fuck her. Shana’s moans were becoming louder and Erin was concerned that this would get attention from elsewhere in the house. Millie and the girls did not seem to care. They were just laughing as Shana struggled. Occasionally one would yell something to the girls “Shana you’re so nasty, you like getting fucked on camera.”

Erin realized she was rubbing her pussy through her shorts again, her shorts fully soaked at this point. She couldn’t look away from the scene. Horror and second hand embarrassment filled her, but she couldn’t stop.

Shana finally pushed Abbie off over her, and in a surprising move, she took the suction cup dildo and attached it to ground and pinned Abbie down. Shana moved up and down on the suction cup dildo as she started eating Abbie’s pussy and ass. The girls watching gathered closer. Shana moaned and had one hand on Abbie’s nipple and one in her pussy. Abbie seemed to be struggling now. Trying to hold back her obvious pleasure but gasping for air every now and then.

Finally Abbie sat up, pulling Shana’s face close to hers and appeared to whisper into Shana’s ear. Shana moaned loudly, dildo still inside of her, making loud, graphic, wet, slaps as she bobbed up and down on it. Abbie grabbed Shana’s nipple clamps and wet her hand in her mouth before slipping a finger into Shana’s asshole. Shana panted and finally pulled her mask off, revealing her face, with sweat and pussy juice all over it.

“I’m going to cum!” She sputtered towards the filming girls. Erin saw they had all unmute their recordings as the mask had come off.

“Tell is what a slut you are Shana!” Millie yelled.

“I’m a filthy slut and being humiliated makes my pussy wet!” Shana managed to gasp out. With a nod from Millie, Shana moaned and came all over the dildo. The other girls stopped their camera’s except for Millie. She got right up into Shana’s beat red face,”what did she whisper to you, slut?”

Shana glances over at Abbie, whose mask remained on, looking deeply ashamed. “She told me that the loser has to fuck all the guys at the next pair, but also is the slave to the rest of the girls too.” Shana said quietly. Millie laughed and put her phone away. She grabbed all the sex toys and put them back in the bag.

“You’re going to have to wash these Shana, but with supervision, I don’t think we can trust your gaping pussy around anything dick shaped.” Millie said. Abbie took her mask off and stood up. Millie turned to her, “good job, but this is not the end of it.” She said with a grin. “You didn’t cum so now you are not allowed, Jess is going to be your buddy this week, for showers, bathroom visits, she’s going to watch to make sure you don’t get too excited. The six older girls started waking back inside, leaving Abbie and Millie looking stunned and horrified, until they put their robes on and followed.

Erin still sat on the ground. Fully shocked. She still could not believe what she had witnessed. There were too many questions and she was far too stoned to deal with the actual ramifications of this. She was still unbearably horny, but it was later now, people would start waking up soon. She couldn’t stay here, she waited until she was sure the group had gone, hoping she didn’t run into them. She didn’t know where to go because she didn’t know what to say if she got back to her room and Millie asked where she had been. She had a bad feeling Millie would be able to smell the arousal on her, and see the lies in her eyes. But she had a vape in her pocket, and her shorts were still soaking wet. She slipped back into her room and was thrilled to see both Jess and Millie were not there. She got back into bed, determined to forget what she saw for the moment and take a nap before class.

[ftm-fetale]

Imagine having roommates that always want to use you, constantly fucking all your holes and taking turns unloading their cum into your cunt. Inviting themselves into the shower with you, into your bed at night, sitting you down on one of their cocks at the table while you eat together. They pass you around on the couch every night, taking turns letting you ride them. Or some nights they all use you at ones, holding their cum in to put it in your cunt where it belongs.

[greedygoongirl]

Where do I find roommates like this?

[youdenyme]

Sorority Initiation

Part one

There had been some rumors. And you know not to believe everything you hear, but there are always some true rumors. Especially with sororities, since they are somewhat secretive organizations, rumors are bound to spread. During rush, you had heard about sororities circling all the new pledges’ flaws with permanent marker in front or everyone. Noses that needed a nose job, bellies that needed a diet, small tits in need of enhancement. You’d also heard about certain sororities making their pledges run through a fraternity just in their underwear with all the guys there laughing and sometimes trying to catch them. But one rumor had made your heart start pumping quickly with deep nervousness, it was a rumor that one sorority would make them sit on newspapers while watching porn, and see which girl made the biggest wet mark. You knew that not all of these rumors were true. But maybe one or two could be?

The day you got your bid, and saw it was the house with the newspaper rumor, you laughed it off, what are the chances that’s true? But at night, in your bed you couldn’t keep your hand from rubbing your pussy, quietly under the covers, so your roommate couldn’t hear. Just thinking about the humiliation, about sitting on newspapers like a dumb puppy, your pussy making an incriminating wet spot. Then you would come to, and quickly stop yourself from absentmindedly rubbing. Your cheeks starting to burn as you rolled over to go to sleep.

The first week was fine, you started meeting the other pledges and the sisters in the house. You’d gotten into a middle ranked house for your campus, but you couldn’t stop from being amazed at the beauty and cool vibe the women gave off. You tried to keep your gaze to yourself, and not let any hints of tan cleavage or full lips keep your eye for too long while participating in house activities. Saturday morning they invited all the pledges to a movie day. They said to wear casual dresses or skirts. You didn’t think much about it.

These thoughts ran through Erin’s mind, of the confidence and happiness of the previous days. But now she stood in front of a room with lines of floor pillows wrapped in newspaper, wearing her favorite cute casual navy and white striped tshirt dress. She could hear a few other pledges inhale sharply at the sight, and several others didn’t seem to know what was going on. Her panties began feel a little damp and she started to panic.

“All right ladies, everyone take off their panties, if you’re on your period let me know and we’ll reschedule,” the pledge leader Millie said with a smile. It astonished her to hear her calm camp counselor vibe that came from the gorgeous older girl.

“Erin!” she turned and look at the pledge leader grinning and holding her hand out to her. Erin quickly start pulling her panties off from under her dress, hoping that maybe the dampness hadn’t reached them yet. The rest of her pledge class was doing the same shuffle with varying degrees of hesitation. Millie pulled Erin’s panties out of her hand quickly and lead her to one of the floor pillows to sit in front of the wide tv.

Millie walked to the front as Erin started setting herself on the pillow, not fully sitting down so her most sensitive parts still stay hidden. One of the other sisters hit the lights as Millie turned the tv on and stood in front of the group of young women smiling.

“Alright, no one on your period? Good.” She chuckles. ”It’s always more embarrassing to have to do it yourself in front of everyone else in a week.” Erin gulped slightly at the thought of that.

“Everyone it’s time to stop being shy, spread those legs ladies! Sit fully pussy to seat, spread your dresses and skirts open. Your cute little booties still covered.” Millie smiles again as everyone shifted on the pillows to a position like they were sitting in a saddle.

“Good girls! Alright so I’m sure a few of you have heard rumors about this, and it’s just a fun little thing we do to be able to understand our pledges better for who they are. We’re going to show you a few different clips, we may ask you to get up between them, but I want you all always sitting just like you are now.” Millie gestured to another sister in the room and they started a clip of porn.

Erin tried not to shift too much on the pillow. But she could just feel the cold smooth paper against her warm pussy. She knew she was already a bit wet and was forced to concentrate on trying to contain the dampness.

The clip is really slow, very romantic, passionate kisses. Hot. Her breathe slowed a bit, this is definitely hot porn, and if given the chance, she was sure she could get excited for it, maybe when watching porn with a partner, but nothing that made her uncontrollably wet. She exhaled and relaxed slightly, and let herself enjoy the vanilla, romantic, heterosexual, single partner porn for a few minutes. Her pussy was getting just a little wet when the light turned on and the clip stopped, they were instructed to stand up and stand next to their pillows while a few of the older girls came around, traced any spots they left with markers and wrote down the pledges names and replaced the newspaper with a fresh one. Erin tried to keep her eyes to herself as the older girls made light comments to each other as they went. She felt like all the pledges had an unspoken rule with each other not to look, but it was easy overhear a few things that would make all their cheeks burn an even deeper red. Millie took her place at the front again.

“Alright ladies, we now know which of you are sweet and vanilla, now here’s something for you straight up sluts. Sit down ladies.” Millies voice had gotten lower and a glimmer appeared in her eye as she finished speaking and the pledges sat back down. Millie once again gestured to the other girl with the remote and moved out from in front of the tv to reveal a naked woman handcuffed to a urinal, kneeling on the ground.

Erin’s panic resumed. She had sat back down quickly, the new cold, stiff paper met her wet pussy and a tingle went up her spine. Her heart rate was uncontainable. Under watchful eyes she tried not to show any physical sign of a change. She could feel her wetness on the newspaper against her skin.

The woman on the screen was giving a blowjob with her ass in the air getting fucked by another man. They were laughing and calling her a whore. Erin bit her lip slightly and tried not to squirm and attract attention. She wanted to grind her pussy against the paper, but being in a room full of her peers made her able to control herself. She could hear the slurping and the laughter and the humiliation of the woman as well as her own washes over her. Her pussy was flooded, needing more contact, wanting to be teased and abused. The clip paused suddenly and the lights came on and the girls were told to stand up again. Erin tried not to react but she saw a large dark spot on the newspaper, and tried to glance around at the other nearby pillows to see if any of them had a dark spot about the same size. But the sisters had come around and quickly collected them, and then she heard the giggling from the women,

“Erin, naughty girl, very surprising,” Millie said with a grin. She could feel the other pledges eyes on her as they started covering their smiles. She crossed one leg over the other and could feel her wetness between them. Even with the scattered giggles her pussy juices dripped down between her thighs without panties to stop them. Erin’s face burned redder and redder as she kept her eyes down amongst the whispers, trying to disappear. Millie went to the front of the room and panties were given back to the girls. An actual movie party started, with popcorn and bonding and the incident was pushed to the back of peoples’ minds.

Now and then Erin would make eye contact with Millie and she could feel blood rush to her cheeks and her pussy clench.

Later that night, once again in the dark under the covers as her roommate was asleep. Erin started rubbing her pussy, thinking about the newspaper incident, wondering what it all meant. Getting wet when she remembered the glimmer in Millie’s eyes. Millies long tan legs. Millie telling her she was a naughty girl. She would drift off to sleep wanting more.

[youdenyme]

Inspired

I have been watching Euphoria and a few weeks ago there was an episode that I haven’t been able to stop touching myself while thinking about. Basically, one of the girls is on Molly and goes to the fair, gets onto the carousel, and becomes so overcome, she starts grinding on the fake horse saddle between her legs, very publicly. Which lead me to this fantasy.

He directs me towards a carousel. I’m very nervous because of how much more public this feels to what I’m used to, even if he had rented it out just for his friends. I are aware that something is coming, and probably something humiliating. He had told me to wear a short skirt with nothing underneath, and I can already feel my wetness.

As I approach the carousel. I notice two other girls, also in short skirts, looking around nervously as well. He steers me towards them, looking very excited, and satisfied with himself.

“Alright girls, as you know, I’ve rented out the fair for private use by my friends and I. You will be part of the entertainment. You are going to mount a carousel horse, and ride around, while my friends watch. However, one of your assigned horses, has a vibrating saddle, with a dildo attached.”

I ball up my hands as I feel my pussy leak just a little bit more. I know that I will be that one. That’s why he brought you here. He usually did not include you in his parties with his friends. But today he told you that you were acting like too much of a brat, and needed something to bring you down a size.

“No one will be able to see which of you has the special saddle,” he continued. “And you mustn’t let them know. At the end, the men will get to pick who they think it was, and if correct...” he raised an eyebrow and pointed past the carousel to a pillory that he’d had put in. “You will be undressed, and put in there, and my guests can do what they want with you. Hopefully that keeps you properly motivated.” He turned and winked at me. He knew that would terrify her, and turn her on.

“Alright ladies, lets get you situated.” He directed each girl to a horse on a different side of the carousel. Finishing with me. I was not surprised to see a dildo on the saddle he said was mine. “Do you need some lube?” he asked playfully. I was so embarrassed by the situation I almost lied. “No daddy,” I mumbled as he helped me up. “Sorry what was that?” He asked with a grin.

“No daddy, I don’t need lube because my pussy is already wet,” I said, a bit louder. Unfortunately the more humiliated I felt, the wetter I became. I hovered above the saddle, gulped, and slid myself onto the dildo. Biting my lip, I tried to contain a moan. I saw him, still grinning, press a button, and I felt the saddle start vibrating against my bare pussy. I couldn’t contain it this time, but I tried to hide my face as I moaned quietly.

“Come on baby, don’t want to embarrass yourself here,” he whispered as he walked away. I sat, trying to think of anything else as he gathered his friends around, for the kick off event of the night. He explained to them the rules and the men laughed and leered at the girls. I didn’t want them to get their hands on me. I could feel my asshole clench, and my pussy leak down the dildo at the thought, however. Then the carousel started.

The horse jolted upward as the music started playing, and I watched the men in view be replaced by men on the other side as the carousel started turning. The motion of the horse, made the buzzing at my clit worse. I tried to keep my hips from grinding, as it would be an obvious give away. What were the other girls doing? I could not see them very well. But from the crowds reaction, they were enjoying the attention, without the looming threat. I hoped the would try to trick the men, but I was sure if they were my Daddy’s girls, he had already told them they would get rewarded if I was punished.

The buzzing. The buzzing the buzzing. I was trying to keep my composure, and then behind all the men, I locked eyes with Daddy, and he smiled and took something out of his pocket, and then he was out of site. But suddenly I felt the buzzing increase, and the dildo thrust just slightly into my wet pussy. I couldn’t help myself. I closed my eyes and ground my clit against the saddle. I heard a roar from the men, and my pussy started clenching. There was nothing left I could do to fight it, and then the buzzing stopped. I managed to hold myself right at the edge of cumming, as the carousel slowed.

He got up onto the carousel and yelled to the men to gather, and they would shout when he pointed to the one they thought had the special saddle. The silence when he gestured to the first girl made me shiver. I knew what was coming. Not one sound as he pointed to my second competitor. He got to me, and smiled, as every man started hollering. He laughed and helped me down from the horse, revealing the soaking wet dildo, and a trail of goo from me as a tried to dismount.

My face was burning and my cunt dripping. He pulled me into the crowd and I felt rough hands all over. My skirt and top were torn off quickly, a collar put around my neck by Daddy. He whispered just “have fun” as he handed the attached lead to one of his friends, who shoved me down. His friend pulled the leash toward the pillory, like you would a dog. My arms and head were strapped in, leaving my body completely exposed. My tits hanging down under me, I could feel a few hands start to fondle me.

“Wait a moment!” I heard Daddy’s voice and tried to attain towards the sound. He approached, holding something. I started to relax. He was never going to do this, he just wanted me to learn a lesson about not being a brat. Just as my heart started to slow to a normal rate, I realized what he was holding. A vibrator. I wanted to cry.

“We’re going to make her beg for it first fellas!” He exclaimed. As I felt the vibrator push against my clit and briefly met some of the men’s hungry eyes. I knew they wouldn’t have to wait long.