Construction Site Story
Well i tried to do research yesterday but nothing turned out to be in the library so I got to wait a while as the books come in from other libraries. How goddamn annoying.
I also woke up with a horrible dream about having to save the universe with Dan who kept fucking everything in sight instead of helping me. It was really erotic but annoying because there were tons of girls and I could never find him without getting pissed. That and nobody ever hit on me so it was one of those situations. Stupid dream about my internal fears...I still want to go out though it just sucks that I am in my hostile mode towards the world. Frankly, I am getting to sexyaetheist's POV...people suck and I am unwilling to have contact with them. It's okay though, will work something out, must be getting depressed though as I am sleeping a lot and being anti-social. thank god for schoolwork and a job hunt to keep me going.
No other good news really so here's a copy of Constrution Site, a BD multiple partner adventure with lots of fucking in an abandoned lot. If anyone is interested in copies of these things, I did upload them with keywords to Kazaa recently.
“Come on pet,” you say, pulling my leash into the land of I-beams and half finished floors. I follow and watch my steps as best as I can so that I don’t get cut by anything the workers have left behind. You lead me deep into the building and find a spot near the rear where the sand isn’t so thick. You place the moving blanket on the ground and carefully brush any dust off of it because you know that my ass will get itchy enough.
You push me onto the blanket and begin to tie my hands up over my head. I watch you as you take each of my feet and tie them over my head so that they spread open to the twilight. You slide my ass towards you and bend my back so that my cunt and my asshole face outwards and secure my legs in that position. I can already feel the strain on my legs. You finish by adding the largest ball gag you own, even though it never stops me entirely, and step back to look at your work. You ponder whether you should add a blindfold or not but decide to leave it next to me for others to determine.
“I’ll be back in a few hours, sit tight,” you order, patting my cheek and zipping the duffel bag.
I watch you exit the building and attempt to relax against the I-beam, silently thanking you for remembering to shove the blanket behind my back so I wouldn’t feel the rust. I hear the car pull out and start to wonder if you are returning but I trust you well enough to believe that you will. Meanwhile, I must wait. My legs start to become sore but I have the good sense not to move now that I know moving only makes bondage worse. I attempt to meditate but my breathing won’t relax from the large gag you gave me. I begin to suck up the already massive amount of spit I have created and wonder how the cops will react if they find me here. I doubt they will but my paranoia starts to grow as my mind ranges over the different scenarios from simply porn plot to being hauled in.
Suddenly, I hear a car pull into the front of the lot. I almost sit up and begin to struggle but then I remember that you stated that you would send men back to fuck me for money or just for their benefit. My heart races as I pray that this isn’t the police. I see the sharp beam of a flashlight and hear the echoes of footsteps and the occasional scrape of nails across beams. A voice curses and then I know that it can’t be the cops because this man doesn’t pause to search, he just walks right to where I am. After a few more seconds his flashlight hits me in the eyes and I close them, wincing.
“Well, so he wasn’t lying after all! How are you, Daphne? You are Daphne, right?”
I attempt to nod a few times.
“I see that he has put a gag in you so I won’t mess with your mouth. Don’t worry, he did tell me not to leave any marks or anything like that and I don’t want to go to the trouble of having to put you back together so I will just work with what we have.” He smiles and slides one leg of his pants off. I close my eyes and shudder when I see his dick. You somehow have a way of knowing which men have the biggest dicks and where to send them.
He kneels down in front of me and slowly fingers my pussy. I shudder as far as the ropes will allow it and then attempt to relax.
“Well, he did say that you were a wet one but damn! Didn’t even have to touch you for more than a second to make a river! Too bad you can’t climax as easily, eh?” he winks at me.
After rimming my pussy for a little he slowly begins to insert himself. He grabs my ass to avoid pressing me into the beam and its supports and starts to fuck me hard. He bends my head backwards and I can make out the outline of my legs above his head. His throbbing dick pierces me hard but I can’t move or speak. I try to shake my head but I just lay in his arms like a doll. He continues to grind into me for a few minutes longer and kisses me through my gag before he pulls out and sprays his load in a line from my face to my cunt.
“Damn that was good. I will tell your old man thanks, assuming he is still at the bar that is. Take care, Daphne.”
He picks up his flashlight and walks out. I relax and begin to look around in the darkness. I listen to his car pull out and feel the sticky cum run into a pool near my bellybutton. The crickets are out and I listen to their music thinking about how they used to sound when I was a kid. Another car pulls in but I am too absorbed in my thoughts for it to register until I hear the crunch of boots on gravel.
The light is kept low this time and he approaches me from the side. I try to turn my head but I can’t. Out of the corner of my eye I see him snatch the blindfold up and I feel him cover my eyes with it as he stands behind the beam I am tied to. He makes very little noise and does not speak to me. I can hear him walk around to the front and squat down to look at me. I hear a slight jingling as he pulls his pants off and his forearms are hairy when he removes my gag.
He pinches my nose and I open my mouth. He puts his cock into it grabs the back of the I-beam to face fuck me. Although he isn’t as big as you, he is enough to fill my mouth up and give me a challenge. I gag a few times on his dick but he doesn’t stop. Soon he is hard and pulls out of my mouth. I await the return of the ball gag with an open mouth but he shuts it with his hand as he climbs into me.
He fucks me hard and fast, clawing at my breasts and pinching my nipples. I know that I cannot make any noise but I bite my lip to make sure that I won’t. I hear his grunts as he thrusts into me and feel his animal like passion through my entire body. He finishes by pulling his cock to the front of my pussy and decorating it with streams of cum. The hot wetness makes me smile and he slaps me across my face three or four times until tears drip from my blindfold.
I hear him leave and my legs are numb. I try to think how many hours you have left me here but I can’t tell when you are coming back. Several more men come to me long before you do that night and cover me with their cum. My blindfold is left on though and I cannot tell who any of them are. I only know who you are by the size of your dick and by your licking the cum off of me.