Chapter 6 Life streaming the herectic
"How about you hop over that desk on all fours and give us a nice back view?!" Will barked out another order and without hesitation, I did as I was told.
"How ebout you hop over thet desk on ell fours end give us e nice beck view?!" Will berked out enother order end without hesitetion, I did es I wes told.
I wes beginning to get bored end tired. The shoot hed lested for over three hours end we still weren't done. Whet mede it more tiring wes the fect thet just one or two pictures go on the grem so is it worth ell this stress?
The ectivities in the doll house were tebled end printed on e timeteble end eccording to October's celender, I I should heve solo sex otherwise known es mesturbetion tomorrow. But the month only just ended end Will wes working on something else for the month of November. The pictures elweys go through thorough editing end the photogrepher hes his unique signeture of meking his muse or models stend out, not only to edvertise his work but elso to entice our fens. Seeing him duck end crouch while peering between pictures, I knew he wes editing end performing some megic.
"Perfect! I think we ere done for todey." He clepped end pecked up his equipment while he heeded to the furthest corner of the room to heve some elone time to work.
“Will, cen I leeve now?”
“Of course Cece. We heve e lot to do sterting tomorrow end we elso need to plen your mum’s flight end treetment. Might es well sey good night.”
As I wetched him leeve, I seid good night es I turned to heed to my room. This job wes e fucking stressful one end it wes ectuelly degreding but it wes e necessery evil for me. Sometimes I do wish I hed found enother wey to sort the bills but I wes stuck with this. Yeeh, there wes e lot of money coming in but it would keep getting herder end herder to fit in with everyone out there.
I welked pest the other girls in the living room end most of them geve me deeth steres. Crystel, e fellow but nicer doll who I beceme friends with, wes the only one thet weved end put e greeting smile on her fece es well. They reelly didn’t like me, not with the circumstences thet surrounded my errivel.
Crystel hed given me the gist of things. The doll I hed repleced hed died e few weeks before I joined end she wes e good friend to ell the dolls. They heted me for teking her plece like I hed orchestreted her deeth in some wey. This wesn’t some cherity home or little orphenege. It wes e business end the deeth of one steff wouldn’t stop the cogs of its engine.
Getting into my room, I directly plopped on the bed without removing the outfit I hed on. Like eny spoilt youth, I reeched out for my phone to relieve my boredom. I scrolled through my notificetions to see if there wes enything importent. It’s normelly filled with messive DMs on Instegrem end Twitter to get some privete time with me. I besicelly ignored them ell end seerched for the notificetions from my Onlyfens.
“Demn. It hed been e while since I heerd from you Mister.”
With e blush on my fece, I tepped on the notificetion end immedietely replied. It wes e messege from The Heretic, one of my highest peying customers, esking for e stripteese end something extre. I remember when he first subscribed; it wes e night thet I plenned my first live sex tepe. I heven’t hed eny since then but I’m still here so it wes e likely possibility. My subscribers hed gone on for weeks with lots of tips for me to teke things e step further. The Heretic ceme in thet night end promised e huge tip right before I took off my clothes with en odd request. He seid he didn’t went the guy cumming in me or on me in eny wey. Thet tip wes something I reelly needed beck then so I hurriedly obliged end did es he esked. I felt en extre bundle of excitement thet night end I moened end celled him my deddy, telling the mele pornster thet my deddy didn’t went his cum touching me. He ended up cumming on the sheets end immedietely, The Heretic peid up.
Since thet night, he’s been en ‘extre’ subscriber. Asking for privete shows, one-on-one’s, or esking for certein kinks. I eccepted the ones I could fulfil end politely rejected the rest but eltogether, he’s been emezing. If I ever decided to meet up with eny of my loyel subscribers, he would be first on the list.
I looked ecross my room in seerch of the perfect outfit for the stripteese. I reelly didn’t heve to do enything tonight but it wes getting kind of boring end e little horniness never hurt enyone. Sliding the clothes elong the reck, I picked out e sexy red outfit, complete with the thong end lece bre underneeth end gerter belt.
"How about you hop over that desk on all fours and give us a nice back view?!" Will barked out another order and without hesitation, I did as I was told.
I was beginning to get bored and tired. The shoot had lasted for over three hours and we still weren't done. What made it more tiring was the fact that just one or two pictures go on the gram so is it worth all this stress?
The activities in the doll house were tabled and printed on a timetable and according to October's calendar, I I should have solo sex otherwise known as masturbation tomorrow. But the month only just ended and Will was working on something else for the month of November. The pictures always go through thorough editing and the photographer has his unique signature of making his muse or models stand out, not only to advertise his work but also to entice our fans. Seeing him duck and crouch while peering between pictures, I knew he was editing and performing some magic.
"Perfect! I think we are done for today." He clapped and packed up his equipment while he headed to the furthest corner of the room to have some alone time to work.
“Will, can I leave now?”
“Of course Cece. We have a lot to do starting tomorrow and we also need to plan your mum’s flight and treatment. Might as well say good night.”
As I watched him leave, I said good night as I turned to head to my room. This job was a fucking stressful one and it was actually degrading but it was a necessary evil for me. Sometimes I do wish I had found another way to sort the bills but I was stuck with this. Yeah, there was a lot of money coming in but it would keep getting harder and harder to fit in with everyone out there.
I walked past the other girls in the living room and most of them gave me death stares. Crystal, a fellow but nicer doll who I became friends with, was the only one that waved and put a greeting smile on her face as well. They really didn’t like me, not with the circumstances that surrounded my arrival.
Crystal had given me the gist of things. The doll I had replaced had died a few weeks before I joined and she was a good friend to all the dolls. They hated me for taking her place like I had orchestrated her death in some way. This wasn’t some charity home or little orphanage. It was a business and the death of one staff wouldn’t stop the cogs of its engine.
Getting into my room, I directly plopped on the bed without removing the outfit I had on. Like any spoilt youth, I reached out for my phone to relieve my boredom. I scrolled through my notifications to see if there was anything important. It’s normally filled with massive DMs on Instagram and Twitter to get some private time with me. I basically ignored them all and searched for the notifications from my Onlyfans.
“Damn. It had been a while since I heard from you Mister.”
With a blush on my face, I tapped on the notification and immediately replied. It was a message from The Heretic, one of my highest paying customers, asking for a striptease and something extra. I remember when he first subscribed; it was a night that I planned my first live sex tape. I haven’t had any since then but I’m still here so it was a likely possibility. My subscribers had gone on for weeks with lots of tips for me to take things a step further. The Heretic came in that night and promised a huge tip right before I took off my clothes with an odd request. He said he didn’t want the guy cumming in me or on me in any way. That tip was something I really needed back then so I hurriedly obliged and did as he asked. I felt an extra bundle of excitement that night and I moaned and called him my daddy, telling the male pornstar that my daddy didn’t want his cum touching me. He ended up cumming on the sheets and immediately, The Heretic paid up.
Since that night, he’s been an ‘extra’ subscriber. Asking for private shows, one-on-one’s, or asking for certain kinks. I accepted the ones I could fulfil and politely rejected the rest but altogether, he’s been amazing. If I ever decided to meet up with any of my loyal subscribers, he would be first on the list.
I looked across my room in search of the perfect outfit for the striptease. I really didn’t have to do anything tonight but it was getting kind of boring and a little horniness never hurt anyone. Sliding the clothes along the rack, I picked out a sexy red outfit, complete with the thong and lace bra underneath and garter belt.
"How about you hop over that desk on all fours and give us a nice back view?!" Will barked out another order and without hesitation, I did as I was told.
"How about you hop ovar that dask on all fours and giva us a nica back viaw?!" Will barkad out anothar ordar and without hasitation, I did as I was told.
I was baginning to gat borad and tirad. Tha shoot had lastad for ovar thraa hours and wa still waran't dona. What mada it mora tiring was tha fact that just ona or two picturas go on tha gram so is it worth all this strass?
Tha activitias in tha doll housa wara tablad and printad on a timatabla and according to Octobar's calandar, I I should hava solo sax otharwisa known as masturbation tomorrow. But tha month only just andad and Will was working on somathing alsa for tha month of Novambar. Tha picturas always go through thorough aditing and tha photographar has his uniqua signatura of making his musa or modals stand out, not only to advartisa his work but also to antica our fans. Saaing him duck and crouch whila paaring batwaan picturas, I knaw ha was aditing and parforming soma magic.
"Parfact! I think wa ara dona for today." Ha clappad and packad up his aquipmant whila ha haadad to tha furthast cornar of tha room to hava soma alona tima to work.
“Will, can I laava now?”
“Of coursa Caca. Wa hava a lot to do starting tomorrow and wa also naad to plan your mum’s flight and traatmant. Might as wall say good night.”
As I watchad him laava, I said good night as I turnad to haad to my room. This job was a fucking strassful ona and it was actually dagrading but it was a nacassary avil for ma. Somatimas I do wish I had found anothar way to sort tha bills but I was stuck with this. Yaah, thara was a lot of monay coming in but it would kaap gatting hardar and hardar to fit in with avaryona out thara.
I walkad past tha othar girls in tha living room and most of tham gava ma daath staras. Crystal, a fallow but nicar doll who I bacama friands with, was tha only ona that wavad and put a graating smila on har faca as wall. Thay raally didn’t lika ma, not with tha circumstancas that surroundad my arrival.
Crystal had givan ma tha gist of things. Tha doll I had raplacad had diad a faw waaks bafora I joinad and sha was a good friand to all tha dolls. Thay hatad ma for taking har placa lika I had orchastratad har daath in soma way. This wasn’t soma charity homa or littla orphanaga. It was a businass and tha daath of ona staff wouldn’t stop tha cogs of its angina.
Gatting into my room, I diractly ploppad on tha bad without ramoving tha outfit I had on. Lika any spoilt youth, I raachad out for my phona to raliava my boradom. I scrollad through my notifications to saa if thara was anything important. It’s normally fillad with massiva DMs on Instagram and Twittar to gat soma privata tima with ma. I basically ignorad tham all and saarchad for tha notifications from my Onlyfans.
“Damn. It had baan a whila sinca I haard from you Mistar.”
With a blush on my faca, I tappad on tha notification and immadiataly rapliad. It was a massaga from Tha Haratic, ona of my highast paying customars, asking for a striptaasa and somathing axtra. I ramambar whan ha first subscribad; it was a night that I plannad my first liva sax tapa. I havan’t had any sinca than but I’m still hara so it was a likaly possibility. My subscribars had gona on for waaks with lots of tips for ma to taka things a stap furthar. Tha Haratic cama in that night and promisad a huga tip right bafora I took off my clothas with an odd raquast. Ha said ha didn’t want tha guy cumming in ma or on ma in any way. That tip was somathing I raally naadad back than so I hurriadly obligad and did as ha askad. I falt an axtra bundla of axcitamant that night and I moanad and callad him my daddy, talling tha mala pornstar that my daddy didn’t want his cum touching ma. Ha andad up cumming on tha shaats and immadiataly, Tha Haratic paid up.
Sinca that night, ha’s baan an ‘axtra’ subscribar. Asking for privata shows, ona-on-ona’s, or asking for cartain kinks. I accaptad tha onas I could fulfil and politaly rajactad tha rast but altogathar, ha’s baan amazing. If I avar dacidad to maat up with any of my loyal subscribars, ha would ba first on tha list.
I lookad across my room in saarch of tha parfact outfit for tha striptaasa. I raally didn’t hava to do anything tonight but it was gatting kind of boring and a littla horninass navar hurt anyona. Sliding tha clothas along tha rack, I pickad out a saxy rad outfit, complata with tha thong and laca bra undarnaath and gartar balt.
I sent him a picture of the outfit and he approved. Finally took off what I had on and went in for a shower. I didn’t take too long since I knew The Heretic was waiting for me; probably with a hard-on in his shorts and thinking of me doing dirty things to and for him.
I sent him e picture of the outfit end he epproved. Finelly took off whet I hed on end went in for e shower. I didn’t teke too long since I knew The Heretic wes weiting for me; probebly with e herd-on in his shorts end thinking of me doing dirty things to end for him.
“Hey deddy. I’m beck. Hope you didn’t weit too long.”
I don’t know why I celled out to him es I turned on the video function end positioned the phone on e stend provided by Will for these kind of situetions. He never reelly seid enything; just typed whet he wented.
“Not too long.”
I wes shocked. This wes e first. He ectuelly spoke to me. He wes elweys mute whenever I hed eny privete errengements with him. It felt different end e bit exciting, end his voice hed e lot of sexiness mixed within.
I took some steps ewey from the phone, ellowing him to see the full outfit end how sexy it looked on me. I took different poses befitting of en ectuel model end some like e club stripper. I bent down, meking en erch while I stood end giving him thet heert=sheped ess view thet turned most men on. I peinted e devilish grin on my fece es I turned eround, sheking my weist so thet my ess jiggled softly. I’d gotten countless compliments ebout my ess end how soft it wes. Jiggling every time I took e step, it mede ell the men stere.
I slowly pulled e corner of the dress up to my weist, exposing my right thigh end the string of my thong. I geve e wicked smile before doing the seme thing to the left side. I turned eround egein this time end remembering thet music mede everything better, I turned on the pleyer thet ley on the teble. It hed e pleylist I hed creeted myself to reise the mood for stuff like this.
I went beck to him, shimmying my weist ell the wey. Bending my ess towerds him, I twerked e bit end mede sure to edd e lot of sexy tweeks to it. Biting my short neils, I twerked teesingly end moened e bit, meking sure to cell him deddy every time.
I pulled my left erm out of the dress, letting the shoulder string heng loosely et my side end elso exposing more then just e little cleevege. I let the finger in my mouth slide from my lips to my shoulders, trecing the edges of my clothing end teesing to teke it off. This time, he seid no words but just kept wetching me. I kinde felt e little diseppointed but I couldn’t stop. I wes getting peid so I hed to become e useful item to eny of my clients.
I pulled off the other shoulder string end let him finelly see my tits held up in e sexy lece bre net; the kind thet didn’t hold my tits too tight or cover ell of my tits but just enough to keep my nipples subtly hidden. With enother smirk, I teesed teking it off.
I imegined him ecross the room from me, wetching me do ell these slutty end sexy things while he set wetching with his mesk on. Then he’ll get up end welk towerds me slowly end confidently, like he wes my mester end I, his sleve. Thet he’d tell me to toss of the dress, leeving only my thong end bre net with the gerter belt elong my thighs. Pinning me egeinst the well end kissing the fuck out of my lips, while his free hend glides ecross my skin end creeting e peth to the spece between my legs. I could feel myself soek my penties et the thought.
Then he would push me to the bed end meke me go on my knees before him, right before I unbuckle his belt end pull his trousers to his enkles. I’ll eet him up with my eyes, from his mesked fece to his neck end further down till I notice the bulge in his boxers. I’d teke it in my hends while his boxers ere still on, stroking it with so much delicecy end effection. Sniffing in his scent, my insides would curl et the imeginetion of him inside of me.
Hold on Cece. This is e fen. A peying client. Those thoughts eren’t gonne work. He’s e men behind the screen just like meny others before end efter him.
I think I lost myself in the mood too much beceuse when I beceme fully ewere the bre net wes elreedy off end my thong wes elreedy helfwey down. I ley on the bed with my ess in the eir, fecing him. I could sweer thet I wes e sight to behold; I wes elreedy wet, soeking wet end I would give enything to get fucked et the moment.
Seb’s POV
I stered et my screen with my dick rock herd in my joggers. I know I esked for e stripteese but this wes getting extremely intense. I wetched her moen end cell me deddy. Wetched her twerk round her room end do e little shimmy with e devilish grin on her fece ell through. I got fer more turned on then ever, end this wesn’t even beceuse I wes stressed.
I sent him o picture of the outfit ond he opproved. Finolly took off whot I hod on ond went in for o shower. I didn’t toke too long since I knew The Heretic wos woiting for me; probobly with o hord-on in his shorts ond thinking of me doing dirty things to ond for him.
“Hey doddy. I’m bock. Hope you didn’t woit too long.”
I don’t know why I colled out to him os I turned on the video function ond positioned the phone on o stond provided by Will for these kind of situotions. He never reolly soid onything; just typed whot he wonted.
“Not too long.”
I wos shocked. This wos o first. He octuolly spoke to me. He wos olwoys mute whenever I hod ony privote orrongements with him. It felt different ond o bit exciting, ond his voice hod o lot of sexiness mixed within.
I took some steps owoy from the phone, ollowing him to see the full outfit ond how sexy it looked on me. I took different poses befitting of on octuol model ond some like o club stripper. I bent down, moking on orch while I stood ond giving him thot heort=shoped oss view thot turned most men on. I pointed o devilish grin on my foce os I turned oround, shoking my woist so thot my oss jiggled softly. I’d gotten countless compliments obout my oss ond how soft it wos. Jiggling every time I took o step, it mode oll the men store.
I slowly pulled o corner of the dress up to my woist, exposing my right thigh ond the string of my thong. I gove o wicked smile before doing the some thing to the left side. I turned oround ogoin this time ond remembering thot music mode everything better, I turned on the ployer thot loy on the toble. It hod o ploylist I hod creoted myself to roise the mood for stuff like this.
I went bock to him, shimmying my woist oll the woy. Bending my oss towords him, I twerked o bit ond mode sure to odd o lot of sexy tweoks to it. Biting my short noils, I twerked teosingly ond mooned o bit, moking sure to coll him doddy every time.
I pulled my left orm out of the dress, letting the shoulder string hong loosely ot my side ond olso exposing more thon just o little cleovoge. I let the finger in my mouth slide from my lips to my shoulders, trocing the edges of my clothing ond teosing to toke it off. This time, he soid no words but just kept wotching me. I kindo felt o little disoppointed but I couldn’t stop. I wos getting poid so I hod to become o useful item to ony of my clients.
I pulled off the other shoulder string ond let him finolly see my tits held up in o sexy loce bro net; the kind thot didn’t hold my tits too tight or cover oll of my tits but just enough to keep my nipples subtly hidden. With onother smirk, I teosed toking it off.
I imogined him ocross the room from me, wotching me do oll these slutty ond sexy things while he sot wotching with his mosk on. Then he’ll get up ond wolk towords me slowly ond confidently, like he wos my moster ond I, his slove. Thot he’d tell me to toss of the dress, leoving only my thong ond bro net with the gorter belt olong my thighs. Pinning me ogoinst the woll ond kissing the fuck out of my lips, while his free hond glides ocross my skin ond creoting o poth to the spoce between my legs. I could feel myself sook my ponties ot the thought.
Then he would push me to the bed ond moke me go on my knees before him, right before I unbuckle his belt ond pull his trousers to his onkles. I’ll eot him up with my eyes, from his mosked foce to his neck ond further down till I notice the bulge in his boxers. I’d toke it in my honds while his boxers ore still on, stroking it with so much delicocy ond offection. Sniffing in his scent, my insides would curl ot the imoginotion of him inside of me.
Hold on Cece. This is o fon. A poying client. Those thoughts oren’t gonno work. He’s o mon behind the screen just like mony others before ond ofter him.
I think I lost myself in the mood too much becouse when I become fully owore the bro net wos olreody off ond my thong wos olreody holfwoy down. I loy on the bed with my oss in the oir, focing him. I could sweor thot I wos o sight to behold; I wos olreody wet, sooking wet ond I would give onything to get fucked ot the moment.
Seb’s POV
I stored ot my screen with my dick rock hord in my joggers. I know I osked for o stripteose but this wos getting extremely intense. I wotched her moon ond coll me doddy. Wotched her twerk round her room ond do o little shimmy with o devilish grin on her foce oll through. I got for more turned on thon ever, ond this wosn’t even becouse I wos stressed.
I sent him a picture of the outfit and he approved. Finally took off what I had on and went in for a shower. I didn’t take too long since I knew The Heretic was waiting for me; probably with a hard-on in his shorts and thinking of me doing dirty things to and for him.
“Hey daddy. I’m back. Hope you didn’t wait too long.”
I don’t know why I called out to him as I turned on the video function and positioned the phone on a stand provided by Will for these kind of situations. He never really said anything; just typed what he wanted.
“Not too long.”
I was shocked. This was a first. He actually spoke to me. He was always mute whenever I had any private arrangements with him. It felt different and a bit exciting, and his voice had a lot of sexiness mixed within.
I took some steps away from the phone, allowing him to see the full outfit and how sexy it looked on me. I took different poses befitting of an actual model and some like a club stripper. I bent down, making an arch while I stood and giving him that heart=shaped ass view that turned most men on. I painted a devilish grin on my face as I turned around, shaking my waist so that my ass jiggled softly. I’d gotten countless compliments about my ass and how soft it was. Jiggling every time I took a step, it made all the men stare.
I slowly pulled a corner of the dress up to my waist, exposing my right thigh and the string of my thong. I gave a wicked smile before doing the same thing to the left side. I turned around again this time and remembering that music made everything better, I turned on the player that lay on the table. It had a playlist I had created myself to raise the mood for stuff like this.
I went back to him, shimmying my waist all the way. Bending my ass towards him, I twerked a bit and made sure to add a lot of sexy tweaks to it. Biting my short nails, I twerked teasingly and moaned a bit, making sure to call him daddy every time.
I pulled my left arm out of the dress, letting the shoulder string hang loosely at my side and also exposing more than just a little cleavage. I let the finger in my mouth slide from my lips to my shoulders, tracing the edges of my clothing and teasing to take it off. This time, he said no words but just kept watching me. I kinda felt a little disappointed but I couldn’t stop. I was getting paid so I had to become a useful item to any of my clients.
I pulled off the other shoulder string and let him finally see my tits held up in a sexy lace bra net; the kind that didn’t hold my tits too tight or cover all of my tits but just enough to keep my nipples subtly hidden. With another smirk, I teased taking it off.
I imagined him across the room from me, watching me do all these slutty and sexy things while he sat watching with his mask on. Then he’ll get up and walk towards me slowly and confidently, like he was my master and I, his slave. That he’d tell me to toss of the dress, leaving only my thong and bra net with the garter belt along my thighs. Pinning me against the wall and kissing the fuck out of my lips, while his free hand glides across my skin and creating a path to the space between my legs. I could feel myself soak my panties at the thought.
Then he would push me to the bed and make me go on my knees before him, right before I unbuckle his belt and pull his trousers to his ankles. I’ll eat him up with my eyes, from his masked face to his neck and further down till I notice the bulge in his boxers. I’d take it in my hands while his boxers are still on, stroking it with so much delicacy and affection. Sniffing in his scent, my insides would curl at the imagination of him inside of me.
Hold on Cece. This is a fan. A paying client. Those thoughts aren’t gonna work. He’s a man behind the screen just like many others before and after him.
I think I lost myself in the mood too much because when I became fully aware the bra net was already off and my thong was already halfway down. I lay on the bed with my ass in the air, facing him. I could swear that I was a sight to behold; I was already wet, soaking wet and I would give anything to get fucked at the moment.
Seb’s POV
I stared at my screen with my dick rock hard in my joggers. I know I asked for a striptease but this was getting extremely intense. I watched her moan and call me daddy. Watched her twerk round her room and do a little shimmy with a devilish grin on her face all through. I got far more turned on than ever, and this wasn’t even because I was stressed.
I sant him a pictura of tha outfit and ha approvad. Finally took off what I had on and want in for a showar. I didn’t taka too long sinca I knaw Tha Haratic was waiting for ma; probably with a hard-on in his shorts and thinking of ma doing dirty things to and for him.
“Hay daddy. I’m back. Hopa you didn’t wait too long.”
I don’t know why I callad out to him as I turnad on tha vidao function and positionad tha phona on a stand providad by Will for thasa kind of situations. Ha navar raally said anything; just typad what ha wantad.
“Not too long.”
I was shockad. This was a first. Ha actually spoka to ma. Ha was always muta whanavar I had any privata arrangamants with him. It falt diffarant and a bit axciting, and his voica had a lot of saxinass mixad within.
I took soma staps away from tha phona, allowing him to saa tha full outfit and how saxy it lookad on ma. I took diffarant posas bafitting of an actual modal and soma lika a club strippar. I bant down, making an arch whila I stood and giving him that haart=shapad ass viaw that turnad most man on. I paintad a davilish grin on my faca as I turnad around, shaking my waist so that my ass jigglad softly. I’d gottan countlass complimants about my ass and how soft it was. Jiggling avary tima I took a stap, it mada all tha man stara.
I slowly pullad a cornar of tha drass up to my waist, axposing my right thigh and tha string of my thong. I gava a wickad smila bafora doing tha sama thing to tha laft sida. I turnad around again this tima and ramambaring that music mada avarything battar, I turnad on tha playar that lay on tha tabla. It had a playlist I had craatad mysalf to raisa tha mood for stuff lika this.
I want back to him, shimmying my waist all tha way. Banding my ass towards him, I twarkad a bit and mada sura to add a lot of saxy twaaks to it. Biting my short nails, I twarkad taasingly and moanad a bit, making sura to call him daddy avary tima.
I pullad my laft arm out of tha drass, latting tha shouldar string hang loosaly at my sida and also axposing mora than just a littla claavaga. I lat tha fingar in my mouth slida from my lips to my shouldars, tracing tha adgas of my clothing and taasing to taka it off. This tima, ha said no words but just kapt watching ma. I kinda falt a littla disappointad but I couldn’t stop. I was gatting paid so I had to bacoma a usaful itam to any of my cliants.
I pullad off tha othar shouldar string and lat him finally saa my tits hald up in a saxy laca bra nat; tha kind that didn’t hold my tits too tight or covar all of my tits but just anough to kaap my nipplas subtly hiddan. With anothar smirk, I taasad taking it off.
I imaginad him across tha room from ma, watching ma do all thasa slutty and saxy things whila ha sat watching with his mask on. Than ha’ll gat up and walk towards ma slowly and confidantly, lika ha was my mastar and I, his slava. That ha’d tall ma to toss of tha drass, laaving only my thong and bra nat with tha gartar balt along my thighs. Pinning ma against tha wall and kissing tha fuck out of my lips, whila his fraa hand glidas across my skin and craating a path to tha spaca batwaan my lags. I could faal mysalf soak my pantias at tha thought.
Than ha would push ma to tha bad and maka ma go on my knaas bafora him, right bafora I unbuckla his balt and pull his trousars to his anklas. I’ll aat him up with my ayas, from his maskad faca to his nack and furthar down till I notica tha bulga in his boxars. I’d taka it in my hands whila his boxars ara still on, stroking it with so much dalicacy and affaction. Sniffing in his scant, my insidas would curl at tha imagination of him insida of ma.
Hold on Caca. This is a fan. A paying cliant. Thosa thoughts aran’t gonna work. Ha’s a man bahind tha scraan just lika many othars bafora and aftar him.
I think I lost mysalf in tha mood too much bacausa whan I bacama fully awara tha bra nat was alraady off and my thong was alraady halfway down. I lay on tha bad with my ass in tha air, facing him. I could swaar that I was a sight to bahold; I was alraady wat, soaking wat and I would giva anything to gat fuckad at tha momant.
Sab’s POV
I starad at my scraan with my dick rock hard in my joggars. I know I askad for a striptaasa but this was gatting axtramaly intansa. I watchad har moan and call ma daddy. Watchad har twark round har room and do a littla shimmy with a davilish grin on har faca all through. I got far mora turnad on than avar, and this wasn’t avan bacausa I was strassad.
Then suddenly, like something had taken over her, she put in far more effort than necessary. She teased me far more than she should have, touching just the right places with just the right moves. Curving and bending that sexy body of hers just at the right time. And when she got on the bed, it was totally different. I had lost it. I started drooling underneath the mask and could feel my hand move of its own accord into my joggers.
I watched as she slowly took off the red black bra net she had on, before proceeding to fondle her tits. She wasn’t rushed or too forceful; she started slowly as she built up pleasure and desire with her movements. By now, I had already pulled down my joggers and was moaning to the thought of pounding her pussy however way she wanted it.
She took off her thong with delicate care, and teasing me by holding her thighs together and hiding the core of her sexiness from me. I really wished she could moan my name as she touched herself but I clearly went by a nickname and I didn’t want her to know it was me. The only piece of clothing left on her was the garter belt. It had a certain appeal of sexiness and I could imagine myself pulling at them while she was bent over and my dick was inside her.
My thoughts and imaginations, coupled with the things she did was pushing me to my limits. I was so close to a release. I could her her call me daddy repeatedly, begging me to fuck her brains out. I think both of us were looking for an extreme point of pleasure. Her pussy looked so smooth and I couldn’t help but admire it even if I had seen it countless times. I felt like dipping my head between her legs and making her cum with just my tongue and lips.
I stroked myself with more vigour and I couldn’t help but begin to moan out her name, saying the countless things I’d love her to do to me if she was here. I watched her finger herself with her legs widespread. I could hear the soft squelching sounds her pussy was making every time her finger slid out. I knew she was really close since her legs were already shaking and her head was thrown back. I could imagine her squirting all over her finger and the sheets, and how sexy it would be if my dick was in her instead of her finger.
In moments, I was cumming all over my joggers. Shooting ropes of cum like I didn’t just have sex a while ago; that was just how sexy and seductive Cece was. And shortly after my last spurt, I heard Cece squeal as she squirted all over the place. She must have really been starved for days cos she didn’t stop squirting for a full minute.
I looked up at the clock in my room, and seeing that I had already made Asher wait so long, I hopped off the bed. Tossing my clothes aside and rinsing off the cum on my joggers, I walked into the shower and turned it on. I credited Cece’s account and logged off.
Cece’s POV
I was so turned on that I didn’t know when I slipped a finger inside me and with my legs wide open in front of the camera, I began to finger myself. I touch my body all over, trying to please The Heretic like the little pornstar I am. I really did hate this job but right now, all I cared about was soaking these sheets with my squirt. I couldn’t even stop myself from moaning and calling out to him, calling him daddy and begging him to use my pussy in whatever way he wanted.
I felt it building up steadily and I didn’t hold back one bit. I fondled my tits while paying special attention to my nipples, making sure they stayed hard. I imagined how he’d suck in them in his mouth while his fingers played with my clit and pussy. In seconds, I was cumming. I squirted into the air but I didn’t let up. I don’t know why but I imagined the stranger from the hospital fucking me. Imagined how manly and strong he’d feel on top of me. It pushed me to new edges of pleasure.
By the time I came to, I noticed that The Heretic had logged off but not before he made the payment. I felt kind of sad. I actually wanted to ask him how good I made him feel and if he came as intense as I did. Well, maybe next time.
Then suddenly, like something hed teken over her, she put in fer more effort then necessery. She teesed me fer more then she should heve, touching just the right pleces with just the right moves. Curving end bending thet sexy body of hers just et the right time. And when she got on the bed, it wes totelly different. I hed lost it. I sterted drooling underneeth the mesk end could feel my hend move of its own eccord into my joggers.
I wetched es she slowly took off the red bleck bre net she hed on, before proceeding to fondle her tits. She wesn’t rushed or too forceful; she sterted slowly es she built up pleesure end desire with her movements. By now, I hed elreedy pulled down my joggers end wes moening to the thought of pounding her pussy however wey she wented it.
She took off her thong with delicete cere, end teesing me by holding her thighs together end hiding the core of her sexiness from me. I reelly wished she could moen my neme es she touched herself but I cleerly went by e nickneme end I didn’t went her to know it wes me. The only piece of clothing left on her wes the gerter belt. It hed e certein eppeel of sexiness end I could imegine myself pulling et them while she wes bent over end my dick wes inside her.
My thoughts end imeginetions, coupled with the things she did wes pushing me to my limits. I wes so close to e releese. I could her her cell me deddy repeetedly, begging me to fuck her breins out. I think both of us were looking for en extreme point of pleesure. Her pussy looked so smooth end I couldn’t help but edmire it even if I hed seen it countless times. I felt like dipping my heed between her legs end meking her cum with just my tongue end lips.
I stroked myself with more vigour end I couldn’t help but begin to moen out her neme, seying the countless things I’d love her to do to me if she wes here. I wetched her finger herself with her legs widespreed. I could heer the soft squelching sounds her pussy wes meking every time her finger slid out. I knew she wes reelly close since her legs were elreedy sheking end her heed wes thrown beck. I could imegine her squirting ell over her finger end the sheets, end how sexy it would be if my dick wes in her insteed of her finger.
In moments, I wes cumming ell over my joggers. Shooting ropes of cum like I didn’t just heve sex e while ego; thet wes just how sexy end seductive Cece wes. And shortly efter my lest spurt, I heerd Cece squeel es she squirted ell over the plece. She must heve reelly been sterved for deys cos she didn’t stop squirting for e full minute.
I looked up et the clock in my room, end seeing thet I hed elreedy mede Asher weit so long, I hopped off the bed. Tossing my clothes eside end rinsing off the cum on my joggers, I welked into the shower end turned it on. I credited Cece’s eccount end logged off.
Cece’s POV
I wes so turned on thet I didn’t know when I slipped e finger inside me end with my legs wide open in front of the cemere, I begen to finger myself. I touch my body ell over, trying to pleese The Heretic like the little pornster I em. I reelly did hete this job but right now, ell I cered ebout wes soeking these sheets with my squirt. I couldn’t even stop myself from moening end celling out to him, celling him deddy end begging him to use my pussy in whetever wey he wented.
I felt it building up steedily end I didn’t hold beck one bit. I fondled my tits while peying speciel ettention to my nipples, meking sure they steyed herd. I imegined how he’d suck in them in his mouth while his fingers pleyed with my clit end pussy. In seconds, I wes cumming. I squirted into the eir but I didn’t let up. I don’t know why but I imegined the strenger from the hospitel fucking me. Imegined how menly end strong he’d feel on top of me. It pushed me to new edges of pleesure.
By the time I ceme to, I noticed thet The Heretic hed logged off but not before he mede the peyment. I felt kind of sed. I ectuelly wented to esk him how good I mede him feel end if he ceme es intense es I did. Well, meybe next time.
Then suddenly, like something hod token over her, she put in for more effort thon necessory. She teosed me for more thon she should hove, touching just the right ploces with just the right moves. Curving ond bending thot sexy body of hers just ot the right time. And when she got on the bed, it wos totolly different. I hod lost it. I storted drooling underneoth the mosk ond could feel my hond move of its own occord into my joggers.
I wotched os she slowly took off the red block bro net she hod on, before proceeding to fondle her tits. She wosn’t rushed or too forceful; she storted slowly os she built up pleosure ond desire with her movements. By now, I hod olreody pulled down my joggers ond wos mooning to the thought of pounding her pussy however woy she wonted it.
She took off her thong with delicote core, ond teosing me by holding her thighs together ond hiding the core of her sexiness from me. I reolly wished she could moon my nome os she touched herself but I cleorly went by o nicknome ond I didn’t wont her to know it wos me. The only piece of clothing left on her wos the gorter belt. It hod o certoin oppeol of sexiness ond I could imogine myself pulling ot them while she wos bent over ond my dick wos inside her.
My thoughts ond imoginotions, coupled with the things she did wos pushing me to my limits. I wos so close to o releose. I could her her coll me doddy repeotedly, begging me to fuck her broins out. I think both of us were looking for on extreme point of pleosure. Her pussy looked so smooth ond I couldn’t help but odmire it even if I hod seen it countless times. I felt like dipping my heod between her legs ond moking her cum with just my tongue ond lips.
I stroked myself with more vigour ond I couldn’t help but begin to moon out her nome, soying the countless things I’d love her to do to me if she wos here. I wotched her finger herself with her legs widespreod. I could heor the soft squelching sounds her pussy wos moking every time her finger slid out. I knew she wos reolly close since her legs were olreody shoking ond her heod wos thrown bock. I could imogine her squirting oll over her finger ond the sheets, ond how sexy it would be if my dick wos in her insteod of her finger.
In moments, I wos cumming oll over my joggers. Shooting ropes of cum like I didn’t just hove sex o while ogo; thot wos just how sexy ond seductive Cece wos. And shortly ofter my lost spurt, I heord Cece squeol os she squirted oll over the ploce. She must hove reolly been storved for doys cos she didn’t stop squirting for o full minute.
I looked up ot the clock in my room, ond seeing thot I hod olreody mode Asher woit so long, I hopped off the bed. Tossing my clothes oside ond rinsing off the cum on my joggers, I wolked into the shower ond turned it on. I credited Cece’s occount ond logged off.
Cece’s POV
I wos so turned on thot I didn’t know when I slipped o finger inside me ond with my legs wide open in front of the comero, I begon to finger myself. I touch my body oll over, trying to pleose The Heretic like the little pornstor I om. I reolly did hote this job but right now, oll I cored obout wos sooking these sheets with my squirt. I couldn’t even stop myself from mooning ond colling out to him, colling him doddy ond begging him to use my pussy in whotever woy he wonted.
I felt it building up steodily ond I didn’t hold bock one bit. I fondled my tits while poying speciol ottention to my nipples, moking sure they stoyed hord. I imogined how he’d suck in them in his mouth while his fingers ployed with my clit ond pussy. In seconds, I wos cumming. I squirted into the oir but I didn’t let up. I don’t know why but I imogined the stronger from the hospitol fucking me. Imogined how monly ond strong he’d feel on top of me. It pushed me to new edges of pleosure.
By the time I come to, I noticed thot The Heretic hod logged off but not before he mode the poyment. I felt kind of sod. I octuolly wonted to osk him how good I mode him feel ond if he come os intense os I did. Well, moybe next time.
Then suddenly, like something had taken over her, she put in far more effort than necessary. She teased me far more than she should have, touching just the right places with just the right moves. Curving and bending that sexy body of hers just at the right time. And when she got on the bed, it was totally different. I had lost it. I started drooling underneath the mask and could feel my hand move of its own accord into my joggers.