Trying out

bdsm by Steve, Geoffrey Merrick
Claire woke up in bed, on her left side, between her captors.
The teacher snored quietly behind her, to Claire’s right. The girl felt the horrid woman’s rear and shoulder blades pressing against her bound arms. But that was above and beyond the primary shock.
All the girl wore was a sheer, backless, pink lace, plunge-necked, micromini, halter babydoll.
bdsm by Steve, Geoffrey Merrick
Her forearms were strapped horizontally behind her with what felt like bandage. A padded strap, buckled tightly behind her head, sunk deep into her mouth, wrenching back her luscious lips.
Claire’s eyes fluttered, then snapped open when she realized that the deliveryman was pressed against her – one hand contorting her right breast, and the other holding her head as he slavered her mouth and throat.
Omigod, she thought in horror, her eyes widening. He’s making out with me.
Her eyes rolled, brow furrowing, as his salivating lips and slimy tongue mashed her mouth.

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