## Sara's Seaside Struggle 2 of 2 Finished F+/F, M/F

Post by skybird137 » Fri Apr 05, 2013 11:42 am

Part One
It was another glorious afternoon at the beach resort of Peligero, just a few miles north of Punta de Mita on the west coast of Mexico, and Sara was resting on her white bed at the beach in her red string bikini enjoying the sun and the sea air. Fancy sunglasses protected her eyes from the glare of the sun, and she sipped on a cold drink of water that was then placed back on the low white table on her right side.
It has been a wonderful three days so far, except for all of the young men pestering me. Even though there many beautiful local women here, they don’t seem to be paying attention to the Mexican ladies at all, but they want to talk to me instead. Maybe it’s because of the light skin blue-grey eyes and blond straight hair, or it could be that they want to add an American woman to their conquests.
She did notice that every time that a man approached her, she did get a reproachful look from one of the ladies, but even that stopped eventually as they kept to themselves. It was after she was pestered again that one of the women approached Sara. She was about 5’11”, black hair, brown eyes, almond face, and she wore a black one piece swimsuit.
“Goon afternoon, my name is Melania. I notice that your rest is almost continually interrupted by the men, and I wish to apologise for the trouble that they are causing you.”
Hi Melania, I’m Sara. It’s not your fault, and even though it is a little flattering to have all these men paying attention to me, it is unfair to everyone else. I am sorry about that.”
Melania looked thoughtful. “There is a nice quiet spot around here that the women know, but we don’t tell the men because we want to keep it a secret. It is a little bay called Cala de la Muerte. My friends and I are planning to go there, and you are welcome to come along if you want some peace and quiet from male attention.”
Sara smiled “That would be wonderful, Melania. If you give me a moment, I’ll just pick up my beach bag and I will be ready to go with you.” She rose up off the bed, picked up her beach bag, and then went to follow Melania who was speaking to four other ladies in various types of swimwear. This is great! I’ll get a chance to visit a quiet beach with the local ladies and maybe even make some new friends.
As Sara caught up with Melania, she heard the woman say “This is Sara and she will be visiting the cove with us. I want to make sure that she has a full taste of Peligero hospitality.” At this the other women nodded and picked up their bags, with one bag being handed to Melania. “All you have to do is follow me, Sara.” At this the Mexican woman started to walk towards a point in the trees where there seemed to be no path.
“Where is the path, Melania?” Sara asked.
“The path is about ten feet beyond the trees, so you have to know where it is before you can find it. You need not worry Sara, we know where it is.” Melania answered, walking into the trees.
Sara followed her and sure enough the trail was clearly visible once they had moved ten feet or so into the trees, and the six women walked down it. She took in the sounds, smells and sights of the wood, and soon they went up over a rise which cut out the sounds from the resort leaving them with only their own sounds and the sounds from the wood. The naive American woman did not notice that there were two women behind her, one in front, and one on either side.
A minute later, Melania halted, turned around, and said “Wait for a moment.”
“Why, what’s the problem?” Sara asked.
Melania gave a malevolent smile and said “You. NOW!” Sara screamed as each arm was grabbed by a woman on each side and her ankles were held by the women behind her. Moments later, she found herself pinned face down to the ground by the four women and Melania said “You will keep quiet if you know what’s good for you.”
OMG! Who are you? Are you robbers, kidnappers! Just please don’t hurt me! Sara whimpered as she lay on the floor. You lot have tricked me! It was just to get me out here so that you can do what you want!
“First, we are going to ensure your silence. Strip the whore!” Melanie ordered.
Sara squealed as the girl on her right side held her hands and the other on the left untied her bikini top, while one of the ladies behind her unfastened the strings on her bottom. A moment later, she felt even more humiliated as her garments were removed, and she lay there naked and helpless on the floor. The two ladies handed the bikini parts to Melania, who rolled them into a single tight ball.
She knelt down in front of Sara and commanded “Open your mouth wide!” The captive refused at first, until Melania said “If you wish, we can open your throat with a knife and put these down there.”
Sara opened her mouth wide in fear, the items were inserted in and the material forced her tongue back and caused her cheeks to bulge. Then Melania took out a white scarf, wrapped it around Sara’s mouth and knotted the ends very tightly at the back of the embarrassed woman’s neck. Oh No! I’ve just been gagged with my own bikini! And this is probably only the start.
The Mexican lady took several lengths of thin white cord out of her bag, walked around to Sara’s left side, knelt down and took hold of the captive woman’s hands. What are you going to do now? Please, you’re not going to tie me up as well! Sara’s hands were placed together, palm to palm and the helpless American experienced discomfort as a cord was tightly wrapped around her wrist several times before it was cruelly cinched and knotted off. She yelped through her gag as the evil woman pulled her elbows together so that they touched, and a second rope bit into her skin as it was wound around so tightly that it seemed that her elbows were going to end up crushed. This was also cinched and tied, adding further misery and pain to the poor captive. Then she felt the looping of the end of a rope around her right ankle, and then the left ankle was treated in the same manner.
“Lift the bitch up.” Melanie ordered and a moment later, Sara found that she was back on her feet. As she looked down, she could see that there was a length of cord with the ends connected to her ankles that would allow about two feet of distance. I cannot fight, cannot scream for help, and I am unable to run away! I am completely at the mercy of these insane ladies, and I don’t think that there is going to be any mercy.
“Can I punish the whore, Melania?” One lady asked.
“Certainly.” Melania said, throwing the woman a long piece of cord. The woman caught it and tightly wound it around Sara’s chest at her breasts, and the rope pressed into her nipples as it was tightly pulled and knotted off.
Another lady said “How about the bitch whip?” Melanie passed another length of thin rope to this woman, who then went behind Sara. The poor captive watched as the cord was looped around her waist and wrists twice and then it was tied at her hands. “MMMGMM!” Cried Sara as the rope was then taken between her legs, looped over the waist rope at the front and then pulled and knotted firmly. This caused Sara to yelp again, as the rope buried itself into the petals of her flower.
The leader of the woman brought out another cord with a snare knot on the end and put it around Sara’s neck. “Now you American whore, you can either keep up with me, or you can fall over and I will drag you along the floor by your neck. You may choose which way to move, but you may prefer to walk.” Melania then continued down the path.
Helpless, dejected and beaten, the sadistically bound Sara followed her captor. You’re not kidnapping me, nor are you after money. What is it that you want from me!? She whimpered as she was lead further along the path...
Eventually the path lead out of the woods and into a small cove, and Sara would have considered it beautiful in normal circumstances. However, as her bindings hurt with each movement of her body, she was far more concerned about what fate awaited her. Today, paradise has been turned into hell, and I do not think that my fate is going to be a good one. As she was lead to the beach, she noticed that the sun was lower down now and sunset was probably only an hour or so away.
Melania pulled Sara down the beach, stopped, and then said “Put the whore on the sand!”
The four other women took hold of Sara and she soon found herself in a prone position. The hobbling rope was taken off her ankles, and then her right leg was bent at the knees so much that her heel pressed into her bottom. A rope was sadistically wrapped around her right thigh and ankle, causing further distress to the damsel and forcing her to cry out before a secure knot was tied. Then her left leg was placed in the same way, and another rope added more discomfort as the left thigh and ankle were tied together.
The women then placed the helpless captive into a kneeling position on the sand, with Melania in front of her, and the other ladies took up places on the left and right of the leader. The Mexican stood smiling and said “Did you really think that an American whore like yourself would try to steal our men and not get away with it!”
Your men? They were your men? But, I didn’t try to steal them, they were pestering me! Sara shook her head and pleaded with her eyes, but the woman ignored her.
“You deliberately showed off your pale skin and your breasts to the men, so that you could cast a spell on them, and then you used your hair and eyes to steal their souls!” Again Sara shook her head, but again the women didn’t care.
“You were very stupid if you thought that you were going to get away with your vile acts without punishment! You are an American bitch, and we are going to make you suffer for your crimes.”
Sara’s face now carried a look of terror. OMG! you’re going to torture me on this beach! I wish I had never listened to you!
“The fact you are stupid made it very easy for us to lure you here.” Melania walked behind Sara and then knelt down. “Your first punishment is about to begin. Let’s show this bitch how we punish whores who use their breasts in trying to steal our men!”
Sara screamed as the woman took a firm hold of the hair and pulled it down, forcing the captive’s head back severely. Her screaming continued as the other women pinched her breasts and nipples with their fingernails, tormenting every inch of the area. This is horrible and the worst thing is, I didn’t even want these men. Just how long to you plan to torture me?
This continued for some time with Sara thinking that every pinch was worse than before, until the leader finally called a halt to the proceedings. “Now it’s time to punish the bottom that was swayed before the eyes of our men.”
No! Please no! Melania forced Sara face down onto the sand by pulling her hair and ensured that she faced the sea. Then the helpless girl screamed again as fingernails dug into the soft skin of her bottom and upper thighs, adding more misery and suffering to her existence.
It seemed like an eternity to Sara, and it must have been some time, because when it ended, the lower edge of the sun’s disc was very close to the horizon. The poor lady felt bruised and battered on her breasts and bottom. Then more cord was wound tightly around both of her ankles, and Sara knew that she would be unable to pull her legs apart. Next, she could feel one end of a length of rope was tied to her gag at the back of her neck, her head was pulled back by her hair, and then the other end was looped around the ankle rope and tied off, which left Sara’s head pulled back in a very uncomfortable position.
“One final touch to your torment, bitch.”
A piece of thin cord had one end tied to Sra’s hair, and the other end was pulled tight and knotted to her big toes. You’ve tied my hair to my feet I can’t move an inch like this, unless I end up breaking my neck and all I can do is look at the sea! As she looked out at the ocean, she could see the sun start to dip below the horizon.
The five women then stood in front of Sara, all with evil smiles on their faces. Melanie looked down with contempt at her victim and said “I am going to offer you two choices. One, we take you back to a hut and torment you for the rest of the night, and then free you. Or two, we will just leave you alone. The choice is yours, blink once, or twice.”
There really is no choice, either you don’t do it, or you will. I’d rather be left alone rather than be tortured by you and your harpies any more.
Sara blinked twice and Melania said “Please blink twice again to confirm that you want to be left alone.” The captive did so and all of the women burst into laughter, as they all walked off, except Melania who remained where she stood.
There was a look of consternation on Sara’s face as the others left. Wait, you’re not going to untie me? You can’t leave me like this! I could die of thirst in a few days time!
Melania smiled even more at the look on her captive’s face. “You chose to be left alone, and we are doing just that. If you’re worried about dying of thirst, don’t worry as we are not that cruel.” Sara looked relieved at this point. “Let me explain the title of this little bay. ‘Cala de la Muerte’ means Cove of Death.” At this, the captive started to look very worried. “This is because anything in the water, like a swimmer gets taken by the currents far out to sea.” Sara looked more fearful and started to struggle against her bonds. “You need not worry about that though whore, because you will already have drowned when that happens. Didn’t you notice that the tide is already coming in?”
Sara was now filled with terror and writhed against her bonds uncontrollably. “Enjoy the end of the sunset, as it will be your last. I must make my way back to the resort now, so even if your body is discovered I will have been with other people at the time of your death. Plus, this place is rumoured to be haunted by evil spirits of the drowned after nightfall. Also, you are not the first whore that we have dealt with as you are the fifth American woman we have taken down here, and the fifth that wanted to be left alone. Enjoy your death.” With that, Melania walked away from Sara, leaving her to her fate.
Sara started to scream as loud as she could through her nose, even though she knew such an action would not save her. You sadistic monsters! You’ve leaving me to drown! I’m going to die here! She pulled and twisted against her bonds, even though every attempt was pointless and just caused her more suffering. Please, don’t let this happen to me! Don’t let me die like this! Her eyes were transfixed on the ebb and flow of the waves and watched as it moved ever closer to her.
Then the doomed woman screamed again and louder at the first touch of the sea water against her breasts, and she knew that it wouldn’t be much longer before her death. There is no hope of rescue, all I can hope for is to die quickly and that drowning isn’t too bad a way to go. Very soon after, the waves were lapping against her chin, and it seemed as she had minutes left.
She starting screaming one last time, not out of any chance of alerting someone, but purely out of fear, and even these were stifled as the water lapped over her nose. Maybe I shouldn’t try to fight for life, perhaps I should accept my fate and get it over with by breathing in the water.
Then there was one more flow and the ebb which did not allow Sara’s nose to be uncovered...
End of Part One
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### Sara's Seaside Struggle Finished F+/F, M/F

Post by skybird137 » Sat Apr 06, 2013 11:34 pm

Part Two
She was about to expel the air and breathe in the water when she felt pressure against the cords that bound her hair and gag, and then her head flopped fully into the water. A moment later, she was lifted up by her bonds and she screamed out with the pain, but she breathed in air. Incredibly, she was carried to safety and then placed face down at the top of the beach. Someone has saved me, but who? She was turned over onto her right side and then she recognised the man in jeans and a white shirt who arrived at the cove just in time and saved her life!
OMG! It’s the actor Ian Somerhalder! What’s he doing here! This suddenly didn’t matter as the exertions of her torment, the terror of imminent death and the shock of being rescued combined to cause her to faint...
As Sara came to, the first thing that she noticed was that the scarf was no longer around her face and her mouth was free of the bikini. The second was that even though she was still securely bound, the ropes had been adjusted so that they no longer hurt, and the cords around her breasts, against her intimacy and the one that bound her ankles together had been removed.
“So, I see that you’re awake. I thought that I had been too late for a few minutes.” Ian said. “Then I noticed that your breathing was regular and decided that it would be best for you to get some sleep.”
Sara looked up at the starlight night with the moon climbing high into the sky, and then looked back at the man lying next to her. “It must be nearly midnight by now. Have I been lying here for this long?”
“Yes, and you must have been exhausted to sleep until now.”
“I do have one basic question, though. Why am I still tied up?” Sara said, worried about the fact that she was still helpless and completely naked.
“Well, I haven’t any information about who you are. For example, you could be a smuggler or drug dealer who has been betrayed, or a rival criminal to be disposed of. After all, this isn’t the safest part of the world, and until I can find out who you are, I’m not going to take any chances.”
“Couldn’t you call the police, so that they can arrive and make checks to verify who I am?”
“That will have to happen in the morning, as this is a dead zone for cell-phones and I am not going back on my trail in the dark. The dead zone is the reason we come here, as we can get away from everything, including annoying telephone calls.”
“We?”
“Some actors and other performers. There is a hidden trail that leads to the local town, and that is how we get here. By the way, how did you get here?”
“It’s a long story, but could you do something for me? I have been through a major ordeal today, and I really need you to hold me.”
“Certainly.” Ian moved himself close to Sara, placed his arms around her and embraced her warmly.
“That feels so good after what has happened.” Sara snuggled against Ian’s body, enjoying the warmth that it provided for her. She then told him the tale of how she arrived at the beach, not leaving out any details.
“To call it an ordeal is an understatement.” Ian said as her held her closer. “It sounds almost as if you were the victim of your own horror story. If this had happened yesterday, I would have been too late as high tide would have been earlier.”
Sara pressed herself against Ian’s body, feeling refreshed after her sleep. Suddenly, she noticed that her body was more than refreshed as she experienced the stirrings of lust inside her mound, and she started to writhe in Ian’s arms.
“What is it, Sara? You seem to be distracted by something.”
Sara blushed as the desire grew inside her, and her heart raced. “You’re a very handsome actor, and I have had a crush on you for some time. Plus, you have saved my life and right now, I er-“
“Are you actually telling me that you are becoming aroused?” Ian asked.
Sara felt as if she couldn’t possibly blush any more as her face was so red. “Yes.” She answered quietly. “The worst of it is that I’m helplessly tied up, so I can’t do anything to relieve my frustration. I will just have to wait until tomorrow when you can contact the authorities and confirm my identity.”
Ian gently ran the fingers of his right hand through Sara’s hair. “Seeing as I am part of the problem, I do have an idea where I can be part of the solution.”
An even greater thrill ran through Sara’s body as she listened to his words. Are you offering what I think you are? You’re a star, and I’m just me. She closed her eyes and parted her lips slightly in hopeful anticipation of his next move. It came a few seconds later as she felt the gentle but electrifying touch of his lips against hers which was followed by another kiss, and another.
After a little while, Sara was rolled over onto her back and Ian lay on top of her, and although each leg still had the ankles and thighs bound together, they could still part for comfort. Gentle kisses landed on Sara’s neck as Ian’s fingertips softly caressed her breasts and she shouted “Oh, Yes!” as he playfully bit her neck. Next he planted a deep kiss on her lips and she parted her teeth to permit him access. A moment later, her tongue was caressed by his and then they intertwined and stayed like this while her body was stroked by him. This is wonderful! You are making love to me, on the beach of all places!
Then he pulled back, kissed her neck and she screamed out again. “Sorry about that. I get a little noisy in-in this situation.” Sara said in an apologetic tone.
“There’s no need to worry about that. I do have a solution.” Ian said as her reached over and took two pieces of cloth out of his bag. “Open wide.” He said as he rolled up one of the cloths.
I can’t believe that I’m going to let you use that and gag me! Sara closed her eyes as she parted her teeth and the cloth was inserted into her mouth. The second cloth was wrapped around her lower face and tied together at the back of her neck, holding the stuffed cloth in place. The kissing and biting of her neck and the caressing of her breasts continued with Sara’s cries were severely muted by the gag.
Then the kisses slowly moved down to between her breasts as his right hand softly traced a path which ended at her mound and she shouted into her gag as shockwaves went through her body from the first soft strokes. Her hips and thighs twitched as the caresses became stronger.
Sweet kisses were planted all around her breasts and in a little ring around her nipples as she writhed from her experience. This is soooo goood. It was then that her body arched as his fingers moved through the petals of her flower, taking her ever closer to her release from frustration. Sara’s nipples were kissed and sucked as Ian’s hand caressed the ‘stem’ of her flower, and she shouted again as her body trembled on the edge of ecstasy. I’m so close, just a little more!
Then Ian stopped and pulled back!
“MMMGMMM!” Sara screamed, and struggled wildly against her bonds. No! You can’t do this to me! You can’t leave me on the edge like this! It’s pure torture!
“If there’s any lady who wants to be taken, please say ‘me’.” The captive screamed and tried to speak, but it only came out as “mphs.” Ian then looked at Sara “I will take you if you are willing to be my helpless captive for the rest of the week.”
The helpless woman looked at him in surprise. Do you mean that you want me to be tied up for the week?! If I don’t agree to your wishes, I’m going to have to spend the rest of the night on the edge, and this will be pure torture! I have no choice, I have to surrender. Blushing, Sara nodded her head in agreement to Ian’s demand.
She then gasped in shock as he positioned himself, and her cup felt the jolt of his sword sheathing into her. Her gasps turned to soft moans as Ian slowly and gently started to slide in and out of her, increasing her level of desire and arousal again. I hope that you don’t tease me again, I feel as if I’m going to explode.
The thrusts became faster and stronger, and Sara found her hips thrusting in unison with Ian, as she sought to maximise each movement of their bodies. I’m close again, so close! It seemed as if her body was on a knife edge and soon she would fall into joy. Ian increased his actions, Sara screamed and she went rigid before her body convulsed from the experience of pure bliss that engulfed her being. She was faintly aware of Ian continuing to thrust into her, which prolonged her joy until he finally exploded into her…
Her reverie continued for some time with Ian holding her tight, kissing her neck and whispering sweet nothings into her ear. I have never known an experience like that. Was it Ian, the ropes or both together? It wasn’t long until she fell asleep in his arms...
When Sara woke in the early dawn, she discovered that Ian had gone and that she was still on the beach, bound, gagged and naked. You haven’t abandoned me and left me all alone on the beach, have you? Get a grip, girl, he’s probably gone to contact the authorities and to check out who I am. Just rest here and wait until he comes back. The worst part is that I’m already thinking about being made love to like this again.
A while later, she heard a sound from the bushes as Ian emerged, carrying a bag. “I’ve brought you something to eat and drink and I contacted the authorities, so I know that you are a tourist from the resort hotel.” He carefully put Sara into a kneeling position, and removed the cloth covering her lower face before taking out the rolled up material from inside her mouth. Then he held up a bottle of water, opened the top and put a straw in it so that Sara would be able to easily sip the liquid. “It would be best if you just took it in slow sips.”
After she had taken her fill, the captive asked “Have they already been arrested?”
“Not yet, the police know that the local people speak up for each other and provide alibis for one another, so I suggested that maybe if they set up recording and video devices at the beach bar that the ladies frequent, there could be a chance of getting them to confess.”
“How will they do that? It’s not as if they’ll admit to it, unless you terrify it out of them.” Sara questioned.
“Well, terrify them is just the idea that I had in mind.” Ian took some sandwiches out of the bag and told Sara of his plan to obtain the confession. “Hopefully they will give us all of the evidence that we need. You will need to keep calm, however as you will have the hardest task.”
“I’ll help, as these monsters have already murdered five women and unless they are stopped, more will follow.” As breakfast progressed, they talked more about the plan...
Ian ended the call on his cell-phone. “That’s it, everything has been set up and working and they have the criminals on audio and video.” Ian and Sara were just over the rise away from the resort, and Sara’s legs were bound together with the rope that only allowed her ankles to be two feet apart. Ian was pouring white talcum powder all over her, and after a few minutes, her body and hair were completely white. “I know that it’s a little uncomfortable, but this is all part of the show.”
“The worst thing is that I have to walk in with my bikini in my mouth again.” Sara commented. “At least this time the white cloth won’t be tied. Let’s get this over with.” The woman opened her mouth as wide as she could, the red bikini was inserted and the cloth was placed over her lower face.
“Your audience awaits, Sara.” Ian said chuckling as Sara walked along the path back to the resort. She was still bound with the ropes around her wrists and elbows, and the ropes around her breasts and over her flower had been retied. I have to work to remain concentrated, as Ian tying this to me has turned my arousal volume up to eleven.
A few minutes later, Sara had reached the end of the trail and she could just make out the resort through the trees. I think that it’s time to make my entrance, and scare these thugs into loosening their tongues. As she slowly stepped into view, the five ladies didn’t see her, but then one looked and screamed and she was quickly followed by the others. As she took step by slow step forward, Sara slowly pushed the bikini out of the mouth with her tongue.
“It can’t be you, you’re dead!” One of the women said. “We left you to drown!”
Sara spoke with pauses between her words and with a monotone voice. “Yes, I am dead. The water filled my lungs and extinguished my life. I have returned to tell you of your eventual fate. The five other women that you have sent to their deaths wait for you. Your eternal punishment is to suffer their fate at their hands.”
The women panicked and all except Melania fell on their knees and begged for mercy. “It was Melania’s idea, she said that you were stealing our men, and that we should get rid of you. We’re sorry that we killed six of you!” Melania was trembling even more at this point.
“So you are the ultimate evil behind all of this.” Sara said as she turned to Melania. “You are the one that will suffer most of all.” At this, Melania broke completely and ran in terror in the opposite direction of Sara, straight into the water and ignoring the warning signs that were up. She continued until she was waist deep in the water, then she turned to face the shore. There was another look of terror and she suddenly disappeared under the water, never to be seen again...
The police then turned up in force to arrest the other women, who realised that their only option was to confess everything. Ian entered from the trees and walked over to Sara. “I think that we need to wash the powder off you now. There’s a little shower hut near the trees, and we can use this to clean you up. He pulled gently on the rope around Sara’s neck and led her to the shower.
As the shower was turned on and Ian washed the powder from her hair, Sara became very aroused from the touch of his hands on her, and she started to cry out. “Open wide.” Ian said, and the woman parted her teeth to allow the rolled up cloth to be placed inside and then it was held in place by the other cloth which was tied at the back of the neck.
I hope that we can get back to the cove as quickly as possible. You are turning my belly to fire with your caresses. She cried through her gag as his hands slid over her body, removing any trace of the powder. Hurry, take me back to the beach!
“It is time for us to go, my helpless lady.” Ian left the hut and tugged on the rope so that Sara would follow him. They walked back into the words and followed the trail back to the cove. Last time I was taken along here, I was a prisoner off hate. This time I am a captive of love. She grew more aroused at every step and her moaning became almost constant due to her fire of desire.
Soon, the trees cleared and they made their way onto the beach. A minute later they were at the spot where she lay last night, and it seemed that her legs couldn’t carry her any more as she slumped to the sand. Ian removed the ankle rope and replaced it with a frogtie around each leg, before removing the ropes around Sara’s intimate regions.
Sara rolled onto her back and thrust her hips into the air, begging for release. Please Ian, I need you more than I’ve never needed anyone in my life. I’m yours to do with as you please. He lay down on top on her and she felt the incredible joy of being filled by his sword. Yes, oh YES!
As he thrust into her, taking her ever closer to her peak he said “Maybe I should keep you as my helpless captive from now on, Sara. Would you like that?”
OMG, YES. Please keep me helpless and yours, I am bound to you forever! Sara screamed loud through her gag as her flower exploded and waves of pleasure washed over her essence...
The End
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