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Story 63: CUMSLUT CAMGIRL

مؤلف: Dark Muse
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-10-22 13:50:35

Rose.

“On your knees. Camera is already live.”

Josh’s voice was flat. Two men had walked me into the plain room and left. One camera on a tripod faced the center of the floor. A red light glowed steady. Josh stood beside it in a black shirt, sleeves rolled, watching the small monitor. My wrists were still marked from the zip ties. The debt my brother owed sat between us like a third person.

“I won’t.”

He didn’t look up from the screen. “Feed is open to a closed list. You follow every command I
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  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Cumslut Camgirl-3

    Rose. “Stay on your knees. Breeding stream starts in sixty seconds. Do not wipe.” Josh’s voice came from the doorway before the red light even flared. I was still exactly where the last feed had cut me: knees spread, face streaked with the second man’s cum, thighs sticky, plug pulsing low, older loads leaking around the silicone. Wax marks had cooled into faint raised lines. He stepped in, checked the monitor, and spoke toward the camera as the light went live. “Chat already knows. This one is for breeding. Toys only to prep and show how full she is. Highest tips pick the position. Every load stays inside until I say otherwise.” Comments flooded. Josh picked up a slim clear speculum toy, slicked it, and worked it into me alongside the plug. He opened it slow so the camera looked straight into my cunt. Cum from earlier and fresh slick glistened on the metal. He held it there, angling the lens. “See it. Already used. Already leaking. Top tip wants her on her back, legs wide, plug s

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Cumslut Camgirl-2

    Rose.“Light’s on. Don’t move.”Hours had passed. My knees ached against the rug. The plug still pulsed low and steady inside me. Josh’s cum had dried in sticky trails down my thighs and around the base, then freshened when more leaked out. A short off-camera correction had left three thin wax lines across the tops of my breasts and one sharper stripe on my left hip. He had not cleaned any of it. The red light flared back to life. The camera was already framed on me exactly as he had left me: knees spread, hands still locked behind my back, plug seated, used and marked.Josh stepped into frame beside the tripod. Another man stood just behind him, older, silent, one of the inner circle. Josh checked the monitor.“Chat paid extra for the already-used open. They want the angles. Spread your knees wider. Show them the leak.”I shifted. Fresh slick and old cum smeared. The camera zoomed. Comments rolled. Josh read one aloud.“On all fours. Keep the plug in. They want to see it from behind

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   Story 63: CUMSLUT CAMGIRL

    Rose.“On your knees. Camera is already live.”Josh’s voice was flat. Two men had walked me into the plain room and left. One camera on a tripod faced the center of the floor. A red light glowed steady. Josh stood beside it in a black shirt, sleeves rolled, watching the small monitor. My wrists were still marked from the zip ties. The debt my brother owed sat between us like a third person.“I won’t.”He didn’t look up from the screen. “Feed is open to a closed list. You follow every command I give you and every one I read from the chat. After every creampie you thank me and you thank them. Refuse and the stream ends. The punishment that follows still gets recorded. Your choice.”I stared at the red light. My knees hit the rug anyway. The position put me lower than the lens. Josh finally turned. He held a slim silicone plug, already shining with lube, a thin wire trailing from the base to a small remote in his other hand.“Hands behind your back. Hold.”I locked my fingers at the base

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   The Villain’s Sex Toy-4

    Mia“You heard the lock.”Andy stepped back into the room before the echo faded. He had never gone far. The single light above the bench stayed on. I was still on my back, ankles locked wide, wrists above my head, his cum drying on my stomach and breasts. My skin stung everywhere the cane had landed. He looked at the mess he had left on me, then at my face.“Try something.”I yanked at the wrist cuffs. The chain rattled. It was useless and we both knew it. He watched the small defiance without expression, then walked to the wall and took down a heavier strap. Thicker than the cane. He set it on the bench beside my hip.“That counts.”He released my ankles only long enough to flip me onto my stomach again and lock them wider than before. A new strap crossed my thighs. Another pinned my waist. My ass stayed raised, pussy and the tight ring of my ass both exposed. He picked up the strap.The first blow landed full across both cheeks. Deeper than the cane. The sound filled the room. Heat

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   The Villain’s Sex Toy-3

    MIA “Open your mouth.”The door had barely closed behind him before his hand was in my hair. He dragged my head up from the bench. His cock was already out, still slick from earlier, thick and flushed. He pressed the head against my lips.“I said open.”I kept them shut. He pinched my nose. When I finally gasped he pushed in, slow at first, then deeper until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged. Spit spilled over my chin onto the padding. He held me there, one hand fisted in my hair, the other braced on the bench, and started fucking my mouth with steady thrusts. Each one forced my throat open. Tears burned my eyes. My pussy clenched around nothing, still dripping from the last orgasm he had ripped out of me.He pulled out just long enough for me to choke on air.“Tell me what I am doing to you.”“Fucking my throat.” The words came out wrecked.“Whose throat?”I stayed silent. He shoved back in harder, hips snapping, until my nose pressed against his stomach. He stayed buried while

  • Thirty Dark Nights.   The Villain’s Sex Toy-2

    MIA “On your feet.”Andy’s hands were already on the cuffs before I could answer. The leather released. Blood rushed back into my wrists. He hauled me up by the collar. My legs shook from the chair and the earlier blows. He didn’t wait. He walked me down the hall, one hand fisted in the ring at my throat, the other gripping my upper arm hard enough to bruise. A door opened. The room beyond smelled like leather and clean oil. Hooks lined the walls. A wide padded bench sat in the center under bright lights. More restraints waited, already laid out.“Get on it. Face down.”I planted my feet. “No.”He spun me and bent me over the edge of the bench in one motion. My bare stomach hit the cool padding. He kicked my ankles apart, locked them into the lower cuffs, then pulled my arms forward and secured my wrists to the far end. A wide strap crossed my lower back and cinched tight. Another crossed my shoulders. I couldn’t lift my chest. I couldn’t close my legs. My ass stayed raised, pussy ex

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