The Afterparty Part 2

As Summer lay in a pool of sperm soaken sheets, she dazed in and out from the hangover and the multiple orgasms she just had. She dazed in and out, coming into consciousness as she heard voices of two men down the hall. Neither one was the voice of Pete. The door was still open and the voices got closer. It took a lot of her strength just to try and pry her legs close as much as possible as she turned her head away. Her legs began to tremble as they approached the door. They did not enter, though they paused long enough to look. The two men spoke about how it would be almost too good to pass up a hot body all tied up like that. They laughed as they continued to walk on. Summer’s heart began to slow as they walked away. Her thighs were burning as she relaxed them; exposing her crotch to the whole world. Summer wondered if the two men had known that she was actually a he. Her body was starting to get sticky from all the semen that had been splattered upon her exposed chest and face. bahis şirketleri She began to tire from all the excitement. She fought the sleep off as long as she could. She didn’t want anyone coming to the room without her knowing, but she finally succumb to the fatigue and passed out. Summer wasn’t sure how long she was out, but she awoke to her heart pounding as footsteps came down the hall. Again she used her energy to try and pull her thighs together as they stopped inches away from each other. As she turned her face away from the door when the footsteps reached the door, she heard Pete’s comforting voice approach. He asked if she liked what was going on, and if she wanted to continue. She replied eagerly to both questions. Pete’s voice was hypnotic to Summer. Pete could get almost anything out of Summer. Perhaps that’s why Pete chose her. Pete untied Summer and told her to shower, put on the clothes laid out, and be on her knees on the bedroom floor in 10 minutes. Summer stretched bahis firmaları a bit before hobbling to the bathroom. As she reached the door Pete said, ” Be sure to leave the door open so I can see that pretty little ass.” Summer blushed as she turned around replying, ” Yes sir.” Pete went over to the night stand plugging in the alarm clock. He set it for exactly ten minutes. Summer glanced in the full length mirror. Her wig was a mess. Her shirt was torn and draping from her elbows; slightly sticking to her belly. Her skirt was completely turned around, and her panties were still pulled to one side of her ass. She began to strip as Pete took a front row seat on the edge of the bed. Pete could see every detail from where he sat. Summer reached down to unclasp the straps on her shoes when she gave a sly look back. Pete was stroking his manhood as he asked what she was looking at? Summer replied, “Nothing sir….Sorry sir.” Summer finished taking off her clothes, watching kaçak bahis siteleri Pete masturbate through the mirror. Summer tried not get hard as she ran a cooler than normal shower. Summer quickly lathered up as Pete increased his pace. She could tell Pete was getting close as he started to moan. She tried not to look though it was the hardest thing she’s ever done. When she was rinsing her soapy body, Summer noticed that Pete stopped before he came. He lit a cigarette as he tried to calm himself. Summer was still trying to rinse off the Pete said, “3 minutes slut!” Summer quickly hopped out of the shower drying herself off with a towel looking for the clothes Pete had left. On top of the toilet sat a black leather teddy, arm length leather gloves, and a pair of thigh high stiletto heel boots. Everything fit perfect. Summer was still trying to drunkenly slide up her glove as she scampered out of the bathroom. As she fell to her knees the alarm went off. Pete told Summer that she was late. He said, “My bitch will be 5 minutes early, or she’s late!” He came up behind Summer grabbing her by the throat. As she struggled for air, Pete said, “Sit up straight slut.” Pete smacked her hard on the ass as he let go of her throat.