A Trap For Teachers Preview by Amedee Vause

She collapsed on the floor, sobbing, still clad in her bra and panties. Clearly terrified, she nevertheless offered no resistance as I lifted one arm, fastening a leather cuff around her wrist. Similarly, she allowed me to place one on the other wrist. As I grabbed one ankle, pulling teacher it away from the tight little ball she had tried to twist herself into, she yelped, trying to scoot away from me. I held her leg tightly, and she soon stopped. I tried lifting her to her feet, but she was wholly unable to stand, so I instead dragged her by one leg towards the base of the wooden cross. She began fighting as soon as I had the first ankle cuff secured to it, struggling to keep her other leg free, but she was no match for me. I now had her legs secured to the cross, so that, if I could get her back on her feet, she would be pressed face-first towards the wooden boards. I tried pulling her glasses to her feet, but, for a girl of no more than 105 pounds, she did a remarkable deepthroat job of turning that all into dead weight, resisting any of my attempts to find a better grip and haul her up. Finally, I dropped her, letting her body thud against the hard floor. From a large metal cabinet next to my impact toys, I retrieved another device. Rachel had just enough time to identify it and begin screaming before I pressed the taser to her hip, activating it. I enjoyed watching her spasm, her breasts bouncing in her flimsy bra, her face contorted, before releasing the trigger. Now compliant, Rachel was much easier fetish to lift, and I was able to easily secure both arms to the top of the St. Andrew’s Cross. Reaching down, I was able to readjust her ankle cuffs so that she was now leaning against the cross, her weight supported from her wrists, her feet inches off the ground. I plucked a blindfold from a shelf and, satisfied that it was in Fucking place, pulled a seat into the middle of the room to watch. “No need to act for the cameras today, Rachel. I want you to scream, cry, beg, whatever you think will get you out of here faster.” It didn’t take long for Rachel to start panicking again. She tried kicking out with her feet but managed to only stub her toes against the wood. She tested her upper body next, finding her arms similarly bound. The pain in her shoulders quickly ended those struggles. That’s when the screaming began. "And that's 'cuz we literally were. I always loved the wet sounds. He gestured for Magda to do the same and together they spread her cheeks open. To my displeasure, we agreed that I would only watch from a distance. You could barely stand at all deepthroat anymore and slowly you felt your toes give out, much to the dismay of your wrists. I heard both Lisa teacher and Betsy cumming as they were both being eaten. Maybe not today. It made me so wet. Murph walked out from the Blue Room and felt his phone vibrate again. " she was still feeling the pain. Satish had followed her up to the door of the bathroom and was relieved to see that in her urgency she had not bothered to bolt the door. As if she knew what was going on inside of me Taylor leaned back, smiled and said, "Calm down and concentrate. I’ve spent my life as a man, and soon, I might become a king, and eventually, a god. At first it was soft and sweet, but then turned passionate as Sara began eating this gorgeous woman. Next she crouched and one by one she unbuckled her ankle boots, slid them from her feet and placed them aside. She was a little agitated the whole time over lunch and kept asking me in a whisper how I was going to fuck her. She had long brown hair, dark brown eyes, a flawless face and a very curvy figure. In that very Fucking moment, she remembered their meeting fetish at the restaurant and she gulped as she could feel her moistening up much. glasses “Ten? So, if you'd like that to be you, you'll have to become my slave, too.