Amanda was pushed face-down on the bed. Her legs were untied, but she was powerless to stop her captor from tying her ankles to the corners of the bed, leaving her legs spread wide, her pussy and ass exposed.
She was barely able to look over her should enough to see Shawna donning a strap-on. The strap-on was a two-way device, designed to insert into the wearer's pussy. Amanda tried to beg Shawna to stop, but could only whine and 'mmph'.
She closed her eyes and tried to bury her face in the bed. She clenched her ass tightly, not sure if she was more afraid of her ass or her pussy being penetrated. She felt Shawna's hands on her ass as she took up a position behind her. She tried to pretend that it was somebody else- the cute guy who sat beside her in one of her classes.
Shawna's voice interrupted the illusion, “Try to enjoy this. This is going to be about as gentle with you as I get.”
Amanda felt the stap-on being pushed into her ass. She tried to resist it with all her strength, but Shawna merely laughed and wiggled it in, bit by bit. Amanda's ass was tight, and she screamed through her gag as it was painfully shoved forward. |