Forced Sissy Captions Novels & Stories

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life

“No that's not possible, the man screams sexual allure and every time you two are together, I can feel the sexual tension…” “Stop talking,” Mabel cried out in embarrassment. “Oh don't be shy, it's just sex,” Nala brushed off. “You know what, you don't have to say anything, just tell me when to stop.” She then joined both of her palms together and slowly started spreading them apart. “Holy mother!” Nala cursed when her hands were considerably apart and Mabel hadn't told her to stop. “How big is this guy?” She cried out as she dropped her hands.

6. LISA My body was still humming from the second orgasm when I hit send on that video. I’d recorded it right after fingering myself stupid thinking about Preye getting railed by her boyfriend. Legs spread wide on my bed, fingers deep in my clean-shaven pussy, creamy juices coating everything as I moaned her name like a desperate slut. Eyes closed, tits bouncing, the wet sounds loud and nasty. I sent it straight to her with no caption, heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Fuck it. She saw me cum once already. Now she could watch me do it again just for her.

Cass had by now fished out my cock and stroked it slowly as I looked at the pictures. "These are so well made. That looks so realistic. What is that?" I asked, looking at the facial picture. "It's just soap," Cass answered in a low voice. I then turned my eyes to the caption. Reading it almost made me cum right away. My cock pulsed hard to the rhythm of her agonizing slow strokes. The caption: "Something you will never get to do!" in Cass' cute handwriting no less. I wanted to take my cock from Cass and jerk it like no tomorrow. Seeing these photos and not being able to bust to them was pure torture. Cassandra looked so delicious in all of them.

Low setting first, teasing build. They writhed, bound wrists tugging. "More," Isabella begged. He chuckled, grabbing plugs next—tapered, black silicone, lubed cold. "Asses up." They lifted hips awkward, asses exposed. He circled Sophia's tight ring first, pressing the tip in slow. "Relax, baby. Daddy's stretching your virgin ass." Burn turned to fullness as it popped in, base flush. She gasped, vibe amplifying the sensation. Then Isabella—easier, her bolder nature taking it deeper with a moan. "Yes, Daddy. Fill me."

But now, alone in bed, she needed something real, flesh and sweat, not just fingers and vibrators. "Ah, fuck, another asshole sending a dick pic without asking," she murmured to herself, with a naughty smile curving her full lips. The image on the screen was of a flaccid dick, poorly framed, with a stupid caption: "Wanna suck?" Ana laughed softly, deleting the match without mercy. "Go fuck yourself, idiot. If you want to impress, at least show it hard and ready for action."

I shouted my body twisting under their hold the hot stream wetting their shafts and balls making the thrusts sloppier the mess adding to the dirtiness my clit pulsing harder from the humiliation. The girls filmed every second Thalía close to my pussy capturing the three cocks stretching me her voice breathless. “Shes pissing while they breed her, our bride is a total whore!" Jovana focused on my face, her phone shaking as she laughed. “ Her eyes are rolling like that Seraphina you are loving those three dicks in your hole scream more for the camera!"

His fingers curl inside me and I moan, unable to hold back the sound. "Liar." He adds a third finger, stretching me, and I whimper. "You're a filthy little slut, aren't you? Getting wet while two hitmen decide whether to kill you or fuck you." Nico moves closer, holding my jaw, forcing me to look at him while Santos finger-fucks me. "Is that what you are? A slut?" "No." "Your pussy says otherwise." Santos pumps his fingers faster, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. "Come for us and maybe we'll be gentle. Fight it and we won't."

"Yes! Fuck me fast and hard!" Cindy yells, as I pummel her enflamed pussy with my jackhammering rhythm. She cups her hands around my ass cheeks pulling me into her and encouraging my rapid pace. On the video, one girl is straddling the others face, while the guy slams his cock into her ass. Visions of us doing that with Lauren, mixed with the urgency of our lovemaking, push me over the top.

“Tell me you’re better as a fucktoy than you ever were as a good girl.” Grace was gone,,; completely broken, eyes glazed with lust and submission. “I’m better as your fucktoy,” she sobbed. “I love being ruined. I love being your cumslut stepsister.” He pulled out at the last second and painted her face and tits with thick ropes of cum. Then he made her kneel, covered and dripping, while he recorded a short video on his phone. “Say it for the camera, baby.” Grace looked straight into the lens, cum dripping from her chin, voice soft and eager: “I’m Lucas’s ruined little sister. My holes belong to him. I’m his filthy cumslut now.”