Temple of Torture Vanessa s First Journey
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I had agreed to do what is considered a 'public' set for an amateur-kink video. Public in the sense that my body would be exposed to a group of people while performing sexual acts. I was very nervous and frightened, but I was assured that if anything went wrong, I would give a signal- we would use the red-light system- and the action would stop immediately.
I wore a 36 D black, lacy bra (even though my breasts were 38F) underneath a crisp, white button-up blouse. It took me 20 minutes to attach garters from my fishnet stockings up to my hips and short black skirt barely covered the tops of my thighs. They persuaded me to wear 5-inch stiletto heels which I had a difficult time standing, much less walk in. They assured me that I would not be standing on my feet too much in the shoot and that it was for 'aesthetic' reasons.
I had been asked whether or not I wanted to be blindfolded or have a mask on during a shoot. At first I agreed to a mask, but then my hit-and-miss claustrophobia got the better of me and I switched my mind. So long as I wore a wig on (to conceal my identity), I would wear a double-blindfold.
After the second blindfold covered my eyes, one of the crew members-I think his name was Joe?- guided me to the set. I was propped onto a board-or a vertical bed- just high enough so that all of my weight wasn't bearing down on my shoes. The air was thick and I could hear small gasps and sighs around me.
"Lights. Camera. Start."
Fingers slid up and down the length of my blouse sleeves, up from the my ankles and brushing across the hem of the skirt. A hand sunk underneath the blouse and two others unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the black bra. My stomach contracted repeatedly as one cold hand after another caressed across the soft, squishy landscape. Several other hands lifted my skirt to reveal a pantiless garter and my newly shaved pussy. The hand that had slipped in between my breasts moved out and with another hand, pulled the straps of my bra below my elbows to expose my breasts.
Calloused hands grasped and rotated my boobs around in a circle, then pinched my nipples repeatedly. Barely hard, they were held still as a nipple clamp latched itself onto each one. I gritted my teeth as the nipples were stretched out and fondled with before they were left alone for gravity to torture. The rest of my blouse and the bra straps were pulled off of my arms as they were held wide apart, parallel to my outstretched legs. From a distance, I could hear the small buzzing noise being turned on and off.
Over two dozen of fingers had dived in between my thick pussy lips, feeling my slick pink insides; some rubbed and pinched my clit, pulling the white nub out in the cold air. I groaned and shuddered as three clothespins each lined the sides of my pussy. The buzzing noise returned but much louder as I could feel the rounded edge bristle against my clit. I moaned loudly as I wiggled my hips for more sensation from the vibrator; in response my heavy breasts gave me a painful reminder of what was latched on the end of them. More pressure bore down on my clit, causing me to cry out in pleasure.
Already pried apart, a cold, plastic object was wedging itself inside of my pussy. I pushed my walls out and back in to get a good grip on the dildo and out again to accommodate its length. I moaned softly as the hand holding the dildo began to fuck my inner walls with small vibrating pulses. The first waves of orgasms were difficult to back off as both sides of my pussy were constantly becoming more sensitive to the sex toys.
"Ah...yeah...oohhh" I crooned as the dildo fucked my pussy harder. The vibrator left my clit and traveled up my body and around each nipple clamp, wringing hot, dragging sensations to my breasts. "Ughhh,,mmmfff..." I stuttered as my pain limits were being tested. After a minute, the vibrator traveled back down and positioned itself on my clit again. At this point, my pussy was soaked from my first set of orgasms and slowly amounting to a second set, mostly from the dildo fucking. Just as my inner walls began to spasm uncontrollably, my legs were lifted off of the floor and high enough to where I could barely feel my knees near my breasts.
The dildo pulled itself out of my pussy only to be replaced by a smaller, thinner dildo that twisted itself around my pussy. It stayed inside for a few seconds before it was pulled out and tracing down my pussy to my ass. My ass cheeks were forced open as the small dildo began to work itself inside of my tight asshole. I blew out a low breath and relaxed my ass in order to let the dildo creep itself in. Once it had snuggled itself inside of my ass, the bigger dildo rammed itself back into my pussy, fucking it long and deep. The anal dildo twisted and turned inside of me , searching for a rhythm with the other dildo. Once the two dildos were in sync, they pounded both of my holes while the vibrator rubbed my clit.
The pleasuring sensations from below and the pain from my breasts were driving me nuts- my head was rolling around in circles and my hips were gyrating in response to each pulse inside of its body. I could feel pressure tense up from inside, as if I had drank a liter of water in mere minutes and felt the need to take a piss. I began to whimper and wail as I did my best to hold it in, but realized that I may have to really piss on the set. I took a deep breath and just the pressure hit me, I released what felt like a flood of piss. I growled and moaned as each wave of pressure traveled out of me and onto the dildo. After I finished, the dildos were pulled out of my holes and my legs were brought back down to the ground.
My nipples were finally released from their clamps and every time a hand rubbed itself against the surface, I shuddered at the sensation. I could hear the unzipping of pants and the squishing sound of hands pumping hardened cock shafts. A couple of hands delved inside of my pussy to try to get some of the wetness that I gushed out to lubricate their cocks while others went for my mouth. At first, I sucked and licked the fingers, but after realizing it may not help much, spit in the cup of their hands. Some were rubbing their dicks along the outsides of my thighs, and even some tried to get a sensation from my tummy rolls. All around I could hear men grunting and groaned as they masturbated themselves all over my body.
I could feel each string of hot sticky cum sting my skin and slip down my body; some were in short spurts while others were in long straits. A few touched my breasts while they came on me, and others tried to get another orgasm out of me while cumming themselves. I was slightly rousy, but not enough to push through another set of orgasms. Once the last guy had finished (after he tried to put just the tip of his dick inside of me), I stood still while the cameras flashed before I heard the director say "Cut!"
Joe came to my aid once again and led me off of the set and back to my dressing room. I undid the blindfolds to find streaks of cum all over my body. I didn't count the amount of men who had cum all over me, nor did I want to know. I was pleased to have enjoyed the experience blindfold and couldn't wait to see the footage myself.
Weeks later, I finally watched the uncut footage- there were around 10-15 men on the set, which I would have never felt comfortable with in real life. I didn't piss on myself like I thought, but actually squirted, all the way down my thighs. But what was most ironic was throughout the photoshoot the men were completely dressed and were not allowed to touch themselves until the very end.
This got me to thinking- whose torture session was it anyway?
I wore a 36 D black, lacy bra (even though my breasts were 38F) underneath a crisp, white button-up blouse. It took me 20 minutes to attach garters from my fishnet stockings up to my hips and short black skirt barely covered the tops of my thighs. They persuaded me to wear 5-inch stiletto heels which I had a difficult time standing, much less walk in. They assured me that I would not be standing on my feet too much in the shoot and that it was for 'aesthetic' reasons.
I had been asked whether or not I wanted to be blindfolded or have a mask on during a shoot. At first I agreed to a mask, but then my hit-and-miss claustrophobia got the better of me and I switched my mind. So long as I wore a wig on (to conceal my identity), I would wear a double-blindfold.
After the second blindfold covered my eyes, one of the crew members-I think his name was Joe?- guided me to the set. I was propped onto a board-or a vertical bed- just high enough so that all of my weight wasn't bearing down on my shoes. The air was thick and I could hear small gasps and sighs around me.
"Lights. Camera. Start."
Fingers slid up and down the length of my blouse sleeves, up from the my ankles and brushing across the hem of the skirt. A hand sunk underneath the blouse and two others unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the black bra. My stomach contracted repeatedly as one cold hand after another caressed across the soft, squishy landscape. Several other hands lifted my skirt to reveal a pantiless garter and my newly shaved pussy. The hand that had slipped in between my breasts moved out and with another hand, pulled the straps of my bra below my elbows to expose my breasts.
Calloused hands grasped and rotated my boobs around in a circle, then pinched my nipples repeatedly. Barely hard, they were held still as a nipple clamp latched itself onto each one. I gritted my teeth as the nipples were stretched out and fondled with before they were left alone for gravity to torture. The rest of my blouse and the bra straps were pulled off of my arms as they were held wide apart, parallel to my outstretched legs. From a distance, I could hear the small buzzing noise being turned on and off.
Over two dozen of fingers had dived in between my thick pussy lips, feeling my slick pink insides; some rubbed and pinched my clit, pulling the white nub out in the cold air. I groaned and shuddered as three clothespins each lined the sides of my pussy. The buzzing noise returned but much louder as I could feel the rounded edge bristle against my clit. I moaned loudly as I wiggled my hips for more sensation from the vibrator; in response my heavy breasts gave me a painful reminder of what was latched on the end of them. More pressure bore down on my clit, causing me to cry out in pleasure.
Already pried apart, a cold, plastic object was wedging itself inside of my pussy. I pushed my walls out and back in to get a good grip on the dildo and out again to accommodate its length. I moaned softly as the hand holding the dildo began to fuck my inner walls with small vibrating pulses. The first waves of orgasms were difficult to back off as both sides of my pussy were constantly becoming more sensitive to the sex toys.
"Ah...yeah...oohhh" I crooned as the dildo fucked my pussy harder. The vibrator left my clit and traveled up my body and around each nipple clamp, wringing hot, dragging sensations to my breasts. "Ughhh,,mmmfff..." I stuttered as my pain limits were being tested. After a minute, the vibrator traveled back down and positioned itself on my clit again. At this point, my pussy was soaked from my first set of orgasms and slowly amounting to a second set, mostly from the dildo fucking. Just as my inner walls began to spasm uncontrollably, my legs were lifted off of the floor and high enough to where I could barely feel my knees near my breasts.
The dildo pulled itself out of my pussy only to be replaced by a smaller, thinner dildo that twisted itself around my pussy. It stayed inside for a few seconds before it was pulled out and tracing down my pussy to my ass. My ass cheeks were forced open as the small dildo began to work itself inside of my tight asshole. I blew out a low breath and relaxed my ass in order to let the dildo creep itself in. Once it had snuggled itself inside of my ass, the bigger dildo rammed itself back into my pussy, fucking it long and deep. The anal dildo twisted and turned inside of me , searching for a rhythm with the other dildo. Once the two dildos were in sync, they pounded both of my holes while the vibrator rubbed my clit.
The pleasuring sensations from below and the pain from my breasts were driving me nuts- my head was rolling around in circles and my hips were gyrating in response to each pulse inside of its body. I could feel pressure tense up from inside, as if I had drank a liter of water in mere minutes and felt the need to take a piss. I began to whimper and wail as I did my best to hold it in, but realized that I may have to really piss on the set. I took a deep breath and just the pressure hit me, I released what felt like a flood of piss. I growled and moaned as each wave of pressure traveled out of me and onto the dildo. After I finished, the dildos were pulled out of my holes and my legs were brought back down to the ground.
My nipples were finally released from their clamps and every time a hand rubbed itself against the surface, I shuddered at the sensation. I could hear the unzipping of pants and the squishing sound of hands pumping hardened cock shafts. A couple of hands delved inside of my pussy to try to get some of the wetness that I gushed out to lubricate their cocks while others went for my mouth. At first, I sucked and licked the fingers, but after realizing it may not help much, spit in the cup of their hands. Some were rubbing their dicks along the outsides of my thighs, and even some tried to get a sensation from my tummy rolls. All around I could hear men grunting and groaned as they masturbated themselves all over my body.
I could feel each string of hot sticky cum sting my skin and slip down my body; some were in short spurts while others were in long straits. A few touched my breasts while they came on me, and others tried to get another orgasm out of me while cumming themselves. I was slightly rousy, but not enough to push through another set of orgasms. Once the last guy had finished (after he tried to put just the tip of his dick inside of me), I stood still while the cameras flashed before I heard the director say "Cut!"
Joe came to my aid once again and led me off of the set and back to my dressing room. I undid the blindfolds to find streaks of cum all over my body. I didn't count the amount of men who had cum all over me, nor did I want to know. I was pleased to have enjoyed the experience blindfold and couldn't wait to see the footage myself.
Weeks later, I finally watched the uncut footage- there were around 10-15 men on the set, which I would have never felt comfortable with in real life. I didn't piss on myself like I thought, but actually squirted, all the way down my thighs. But what was most ironic was throughout the photoshoot the men were completely dressed and were not allowed to touch themselves until the very end.
This got me to thinking- whose torture session was it anyway?
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