Cosmickitten Chaturbate - We were broadcasting the whole thing on camera.

Millions of people were seeing my penis flaccid, red, and out of proportion to the proportions of my body. My Master was a voyeur and leeching off the riches of His perfect female. When the lights came on, women were walking backwards and forwards across the street with me pinned between them. Men were standing in the middle of the street looking bored. The intense and turbulent atmosphere caused the streetcar to sway from side to side. In between, women were creating a scene that I thought was so exciting and different. Cosmickitten Chaturbate eyes were fixed on the beautiful blonde standing beside Him and His warm, long, strong hands found my wrists. "You're not frightened, are you?" He questioned, evidently in a daze. "No, my sweet," I said with a small smile. "I am perfectly happy being in chains, and when in my life I would like to be spanked, now I am quite happy." A weak smile spread across His face as He gently stroked my forehead and chin. "Are you ready to follow my lead?" He asked, impatient to get some contact with me. "Yes Master, I am." I almost laughed out loud. "Is there anything you need before you start your servitude?" His big hands wrapped around the soft material of my skirt. He held me close and we lay on the streetcar for a few more minutes. His strong hands went around my waist and pushed me against the streetcar seat.

He quickly removed my skirt and my short, tight skirt. I felt coldness against my back, and grinned at Him. He chuckled, but didn't say anything else. He tied the cord around my wrists and pulled my body against Him. He covered my ass in His rouge and made me lick it off. It tickled and thudded against my flesh, sending back mixed emotions of fear and excitement. SHe seemed amused by the scene, but wasn't as amused by the reaction my Master was giving to it. He had hoped that His rough treatment of me over the past weeks would spark a new beginning with me, but this was very unidirectional. He smiled at my reaction, but wasn't sure whether it was disappointment or relief. His hands toyed with my back, kneading it slowly until I relaxed and shivered. Finally His hands left my back and continued down my sides. There was another layer to the servitude I was experiencing. This one was called the "cage". Every nerve in my body was melting, and the darker the rouge, the sweeter the sensation. I felt the pressure as His hands tied my wrists together and pulled my body back against Him.

There was a rough texture on the front of His new costume and His small, hard cock jabbed at my ass for a moment before He shoved it back to the side. Hitting me with His full cock was a wonderful and entirely new way of experiencing the joys of sex. At the same time His hands caressed my ass and my thighs as He gradually thrust deeply inside of me. The sensations in my body were immense. I pushed back against Him needing to be inside Him, but not caring where He was going. The roughness of the texture and the pounding of His hard cock against my aching flesh were the only two differences between the two. There was no longer a time between what I felt and what He did, no longer a place for fantasy but instead a place where reality finally did live. The tension was immense inside me. All of a sudden a sharp crack was heard over the car speakers. I looked down to see Him enter the car, stand and throw me a twisted body to pull to face Him. My arms had the broken limbs of the fallen. I held them above my head as He pushed me from the car, throwing me on the back of the truck and driving away. I cried and cried. I was afraid, but also very excited. It was a new way of experiencing sex that I had found myself falling in love with..