“Nooo, please…” It was unbearable. Incredible. Too sensitive. Too intense. I was desperate for the vibrations to stop, but at the same time I wa... prayed that they wouldn’t. I tried to pull away, but I was too securely restrained and the knowledge that I was helpless fuelled the arousal battling with the torture. It occurred to me then that I could use my safeword and it would all stop at once, but I knew I wouldn’t use it. I wanted this. Needed it. Just as I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore. Aunty ne apne naukarani ko bulaya…Uska nam anju tha…Aunty- anju idhar aao ..Anju aae ar sab dekha ar hasne lagi…Phir boli boliye didi…Jao mere store room se dildos aur belt leke aao ..Wo chali gae .Aunty ne mujhe bola ..Apne kapde utaro…Jaldi..Mene bola aunty yeh kya kar rahi hai…Unhone utar nahi to tere ghar par bata dungi…Mene apne kapde utar diye mujhe sharam aa rae thi…Aunty ne wpod ki badi wali scale nikali ar mere hath pe marne lagi… Phir unhonr ne apna dupatta apne seene se nikala ar. They told me to walk, or else. I told them that if I didn't get the girls ASAP, they were going to be the first to hit the ground.They laughed at me, and said, "Bring it, Asshole."I brought it. I dropped the two biggest guys: Tom and Animal. I tied Bo's head to the back of my bike with a rope, and pulled off, dragging him around by his neck.I let loose, and he went flying into six guys that were taking turns fucking this one girl.I went around again, with a shard of metal (about four feet. It was ecstasy, feeling a stranger inside me in a public space. I'm sure one or two passengers were aware of what we were doing but I was too aroused to care. My hand found my clit and I began to rub my little bud. At the same time, I felt fingers brush my ass as the stranger squeezed and stroked his balls. Mere minutes before we arrived at my stop, I felt the pressure rise inside me. I moved my fingers faster on my clit, tracing hard circles on my sensitive skin. It normally takes a lot to.