Kurzbeschreibung
When Cassie returns to her dorm after a long bondage session at the Redd Light Club, the last person she expects to see is her ex-boyfriend, Paul. But her fear soon turns to pleasure when Paul issues her a challenge - if he can make her cum harder than her new master Redd ever has, then she has to give him a second chance.
Only once Paul has Cassie roped and cuffed does he reveal what he really has planned - a long night of hard anal play, broadcast live online! He's got his webcam aimed at her butt and a plug bigger than anything Cassie has ever taken...
Will this be the night she finally breaks?
The Confessions of a Bondage Slut series follows Cassie as she falls into the world of leather, whips, ball-gags and group sex.
ADULTS ONLY - Anal Cam-Whore is the ninth story in the Confessions of a Bondage Slut series. It contains 7700 words of bdsm, vaginal/anal sex, butt-toys, ballgags, spanking, exhibitionism, domination and humiliation. Anal Cam-Whore is also collected in THE TRAINING OF CASSIE, a five story collection of Cassie's hardcore adventures!
Excerpt:
"This, little Tricks, is going to make you scream. I've got a couple people in the stream who've bet me a hundred bucks each that this won't make it inside you. I'm gonna prove them wrong. But first... I want to slick it up a little."
What did he mean? Lube? I squeezed my eyes shut as he went back around to my ass, waiting for the pain. But instead, I felt him teasing the head of the buttplug over my pussy lips. It was cold and hard and I winced as he eased the first inch into me.
"Put on a show for the camera, dear." He pressed harder. My pussy stretched around the plug, and there was a moment of pain as one of the rubber nubs caught against my labia, tugging my tender lips in strange ways. "Wiggle that ass."
I obeyed, thrusting my butt up into the air. I had no idea where he'd set the laptop - did the internet have a perfect view of my swollen asshole, and nothing more? Or could they see the whole setup, how Paul had stretched me in all directions across the room?
A moment later, I didn't care about that any more. Paul pushed on the plug, and the entire width slipped inside me. I wailed around the ballgag, and then the pain faded as I clenched around the tapered end. It was secure inside me, all those little knobs and ridges teasing the tender flesh of my pussy.
"Phew! They really have loosened you up, haven't they?" Paul slapped my ass twice, first one cheek and then the other, and I clenched instinctively. Squeezing around that plug sent sparks of sensation all through my pussy and my guts. Oh God, I thought, don't cum. If I came, Paul would whip me red and raw. I had to hold it back, keep it all in...
More lube dribbled between my ass-cheeks. "Three fingers, now. You ready?"
I didn't have a chance to reply before he forced his fingers into my butt. They stretched and teased me, but somehow it hurt less than when he'd only used two. Maybe taking that fat plug in my pussy had relaxed me... or maybe I wanted it more. The thought of hundreds of people watching my ass stretched out made me shudder and gasp...
Only once Paul has Cassie roped and cuffed does he reveal what he really has planned - a long night of hard anal play, broadcast live online! He's got his webcam aimed at her butt and a plug bigger than anything Cassie has ever taken...
Will this be the night she finally breaks?
The Confessions of a Bondage Slut series follows Cassie as she falls into the world of leather, whips, ball-gags and group sex.
ADULTS ONLY - Anal Cam-Whore is the ninth story in the Confessions of a Bondage Slut series. It contains 7700 words of bdsm, vaginal/anal sex, butt-toys, ballgags, spanking, exhibitionism, domination and humiliation. Anal Cam-Whore is also collected in THE TRAINING OF CASSIE, a five story collection of Cassie's hardcore adventures!
Excerpt:
"This, little Tricks, is going to make you scream. I've got a couple people in the stream who've bet me a hundred bucks each that this won't make it inside you. I'm gonna prove them wrong. But first... I want to slick it up a little."
What did he mean? Lube? I squeezed my eyes shut as he went back around to my ass, waiting for the pain. But instead, I felt him teasing the head of the buttplug over my pussy lips. It was cold and hard and I winced as he eased the first inch into me.
"Put on a show for the camera, dear." He pressed harder. My pussy stretched around the plug, and there was a moment of pain as one of the rubber nubs caught against my labia, tugging my tender lips in strange ways. "Wiggle that ass."
I obeyed, thrusting my butt up into the air. I had no idea where he'd set the laptop - did the internet have a perfect view of my swollen asshole, and nothing more? Or could they see the whole setup, how Paul had stretched me in all directions across the room?
A moment later, I didn't care about that any more. Paul pushed on the plug, and the entire width slipped inside me. I wailed around the ballgag, and then the pain faded as I clenched around the tapered end. It was secure inside me, all those little knobs and ridges teasing the tender flesh of my pussy.
"Phew! They really have loosened you up, haven't they?" Paul slapped my ass twice, first one cheek and then the other, and I clenched instinctively. Squeezing around that plug sent sparks of sensation all through my pussy and my guts. Oh God, I thought, don't cum. If I came, Paul would whip me red and raw. I had to hold it back, keep it all in...
More lube dribbled between my ass-cheeks. "Three fingers, now. You ready?"
I didn't have a chance to reply before he forced his fingers into my butt. They stretched and teased me, but somehow it hurt less than when he'd only used two. Maybe taking that fat plug in my pussy had relaxed me... or maybe I wanted it more. The thought of hundreds of people watching my ass stretched out made me shudder and gasp...
