She sank lower in the chair, barely able to support herself, moans muffled by the duct tape her girlfriend had slapped over her mouth. Where was Daisy anyway? This wasn’t funny anymore!
Kathy had never seen a fucking machine before Daisy brought it home. The idea seemed so kinky, and so exciting, of course she’d agreed to try it out. Tying her to the chair, they’d played those games before, and of course Kathy trusted Daisy. The feeling of helplessness as the machine first thrust into her, and she found herself unable to move out of the way, had startled her, but only added to her arousal. As did Daisy watching, her eyes almost hungry as the machine fucked her girlfriend in front of her. Five orgasms in, though, she was ready to stop.
“Stop, babe, we’re still in first gear.” Daisy teased, turning the machine’s speed up to high.
The next five cums were a blur of moaning and begging as her body writhed against the ropes restraining her. Daisy listened to it all, watched it all, even reaching into her panties and lazily rubbing as the machine tore orgasm after orgasm from Kathy’s body…
