This is all you are. I was a toy. XXX In my ass. On the inside of my eyelids, those dancing particles of nothing began to coalesce into a figure. The hand on my thigh moved toward my pussy. I’d find myself alone for stretches at a time, resigned to listening to a thinning crowd in the adjacent room seriously discussing the set of holes they just tested. I sat my bare legs on the stool and toyed with the hem of my skirt. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through me. My heart pounded. “Elena Griffin, CPA. The pain in my wrists relieved the swelling soreness in my ass. A final load deep in my pussy. Darkness. They knew what I was for. The straps prevented me; I was still restrained, spread eagle, face down. They knew exactly who I was.
