▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ Emory looked down at her and bend over: "Don't worry, your time will come and you will bag for it!" Anson approached with a pinwheel. It had multiple pins next to eachother. He slowly pushed the pins in her skin on her breast, up to her neck and over her tied up mouth, back to her breasts where he pushed the pins in a little harder into her nipples, he tried to find his way through the clamps. Meave's body squirmed with pleasure and pain at the same time. Anson rolled the pinwheel over her tummy down to her clitoris and slowly pushed the wheel between her labia and rolled up and down untill her lips were opening up. Which he did, each time a little bit deeper. It was trying to find it's way into her vagina and her body was trying to recieve the pain that came along. Her vaginal mouth was wide open en her clitoris was pulled out. He put a clamp on it which helped with the burning sensation that she needed a dick this instance. He rolled the pinwheel even more in her vaginal mouth, in and out... If she wasn't tied up she would have grabbed him and put in his cock herself. How long could she continue not recieving any dick? Meave got pretty desperate, her whole body burned from desire. Emory got the ballgag out of her mouth. "Did you want to say something?" He asked in a sneaky kind of way. "Fuck me!" She yelled while heavily breathing. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ Meave is introduced on her 21st birthday to the cult of Emory by her best friend Micah. A mysterious sex cult which will change her life drastically and bounds you for life with rules and obligations. But will it be for the better? Or will this new lifestyle in the BDSM underworld of the elite effect her in ways there is no way back from? This cult sets in motion a continues craving which is hard to tame
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