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The swelling pressure in Ashley's ass, causes her whole body to ache and whine. The immense stress on her erogenous holes, fills her body with an insane amount of pheromones. She can feel her hot, dewey cunt pulsing between her trembling thighs. Despite her liquid sex, slowly dripping out from her heaving slit, Ashley's bladder is clamouring for her attention. Its severe straining is becoming too much for her. Ashley tries to focus on her breathing, something she has now been trained to do when vexed. In? out? slowly. Relax Ashley? Miss Rose is here now. I'm going to be alright. Miss Rose places traces her fingers down Ashley's naked body. Her exposed skin is cold and sensitive. She can barely remember what it feels like to be warm and cozy. The memories from the morning now feel like lifetimes ago. Miss Rose presses her hand down firmly, two inches below Ashley's belly button. Ashley squeaks in discomfort. The painful squelches of her exhausted bladder shock her into the present moment. "All that warm tea I gave you this morning is really weighing heavily on you, now isn't it?" Miss Rose asks. Ashley can hear a sense of pleasure in the woman's tone. "Yes Miss Rose, I have to pee. Badly," Ashley explains, sounding slightly panicked. "I'll let you pee soon enough dear, but for now, I need you to be full?" The thought of Ashley's body being any fuller, startles her. The plug filling her engorged ass is giving her erotic, cramping surges of pleasure. Her need to pee and relax her bladder is becoming almost impossible to ignore. The blindfold around her face is tight and heavier than the usual kind. It's made of some sort of thick, padded leather. Ashley is forced to focus on her other senses, having her sight so severely restricted. The pangs in her needy body are becoming increasingly loud. Ashley feels Miss Rose adjust her collar. She spins it 180 degrees, so that the metal loop for the leash, is now at the back of her neck. Miss Rose attaches a thin, chain leash to the collar. She lets it drop to the floor. Ashley can feel the long, cold chain down her back. As she trembles in silence, the chain clinks gently against the metal base of the plug sticking out from between her cheeks. Miss Rose places the dangling leash underneath Ashley's wrist restraints, so they cannot relieve any of its tension. Still standing in front of Ashley, Miss Rose reaches between the girl's legs and pulls the leash towards her. As Miss Rose tugs with more force on the handle of the leash, Ashley feels the pull at the back of her neck. The plug, acting as the fulcrum for the chain, is pressed deeper inside her as the chain is pulled. Miss Rose smiles as she lifts the leash up higher. It presses the plug inside Ashley's tight hole and embeds itself gently into the folds of her pussy. Ashley is petrified. She is incredibly helpless, firmly in the control of her Mistress. The slightest tug or wrist movement from Miss Rose causes Ashley to struggle immensely with the sensations they bring. Already, Ashley feels her little asshole quivering around the base of the plug. Her leash, pushing it firmly into her pucker, trying to make it sink deeper. "Is this uncomfortable dear?" "Yes? Yes it is Miss Rose," Ashley whimpers, trying to be obedient. "Be a good girl, and follow me. Very carefully," Miss Rose instructs, pulling the leash towards her, gently. The chain rubs teasingly against Ashley's puffy clit. She can already feel her horny juices causing the chain to become slick between her legs. Ashley is led through several rooms. She can feel the floor changing through her thin, pink socks. The chain rubs slowly back and forth between her legs. Miss Rose stops walking and pauses before opening a door. The warm air from the room rushes to greet Ashley's skin. She's led inside the new room and can immediately tell they are not alone. The chain pulls between Ashley's moist legs and leads her into the middle of the room. Being pulled around like this almanbahis has Ashley trembling with excitement and arousal. Where am I? What does Miss Rose have planned for me? I hope it's finally time for my reward. I've tried to be so good. The leash stops pulling and the chain sags. The tension on her plug and the back of her neck relaxes. "That's far enough dear. Be a good girl and stand properly. Head up, back straight," Miss Rose calmly instructs. Ashley does her best to follow the interactions. Her muscles are so tired and sore, everything is a battle. Standing up straight tightens the muscles around her ass and causes the plug to become more uncomfortable. Miss Rose seems to appreciate Ashley's wincing. "You are my good little girl aren't you? Do not move from this position." "Yes, Miss Rose," Ashley concedes, trying not to sound as horny and uncomfortable as she clearly is. Ashley feels Miss Rose begin to walk around her. She drapes the leash handle over Ashley's shoulder. "This is actually our newest girl," Miss Rose states to the others in the room. "She's only been with us for a few days now and has already gained an incredible urge to please." Ashley feels incredibly shy and self conscious as she's forced to listen to Miss Rose describe her to the mystery guests in the room. The nervous anxiety and stress is making her insides boil with sexual energy. Trying to breathe deeply and relax isn't doing much to stop the flow of her honey from squeezing out her lips. The plug inside her is just making it impossible to ignore her sexual frustration. A constant reminder that she is a slave to her desires and one that doesn't easily get what she wants. "As you can see, she is wearing a very nice and difficult device. This is her very first time being plugged and is handling it quite admirably," Miss Rose states, casually. Ashley feels a sense of comfort and pride in Miss Rose's words. The admiration briefly relieves some of the discomfort. "She is such a sweet, little girl and has so far, done everything asked of her, despite some hesitations," Miss Rose says, touching Ashley's hair gently. Ashley wishes she didn't have the blindfold on so she could see who was looking at her. Actually, maybe it's better that I can't see them? Miss Rose reaches between Ashley's legs and slowly places one finger on her hot slit. Just the warmth and pressure of the beautiful woman's finger against her hungry lips, is enough to make Ashley whine uncontrollably with desire. The fingers gently makes a small circle over Ashley's dewey entrance, then leaves. "As you can see, she is very excited," Miss Rose states, lifting her fingers in the air. Ashley is doused with embarrassment. Her face goes red as she hears a few women giggling with interest at the comment. Ashley tries to ignore the fact that a room full of strangers is staring at her exposed, leashed and plugged body. For a moment she manages to, as her bladder begins to scream at her, demanding relief. It forces Ashley to wiggle and bring her knees together frantically, to make sure she doesn't pee herself. "Now my dear, it seems you are having a lot of different feelings right now, aren't you?" Miss Rose inquires. Ashley shakes herself to concentration in order to answer her Mistress. "Yes Miss Rose. Many!" Ashley shouts accidentally, trying to suppress her body's urges. "I would like for you to describe to me and everyone else, what you are feeling right now," Miss Rose commands, loudly. Ashley can feel the 'audience' around her watching. It fills her chest with a panic that she's never experienced before. "I feel a lot of things Miss Rose. I have to pee. And I feel that this plug is really wearing on me. And I'd really like to come Miss Rose. And I'm feeling like I want to know who is in the room with us," Ashley rambles. Ashley can't see it, but Miss Rose does not look impressed. She places her right hand on Ashley's belly. "My dear, that was not a very good response. almanbahis yeni giriş I'm trying so hard to treat you nicely, but you are making it hard for me when I'm trying to entertain our guests." Miss Rose presses her hand firmly against the soft, white skin of Ashley's belly. It squeezes her bladder profusely, causing Ashley to shriek out in discomfort. Ashley can feel everything in her body begging her to let go and pee. It takes every last ounce of strength Ashley has to hold on as Miss Rose continues to press. The slender hand backs off. Ashley is able to take an exhausted breath of momentary relief. I can't hold on much longer? I'm going to break. I'm going to come without permission and I'm going to piss myself. This is going to be so humiliating, so awful. "We would like to know everything you are feeling, little Ashley," Miss Rose declares. "Yes Miss Rose?I? I feel?" Ashley tries to focus and think as hard as she can. "I feel like I'm drowning with need! I feel like I'm nearing the edge of a cliff and I'm slipping off it into? I don't know. I feel scared and afraid of those people watching me. It makes me so nervous and anxious and I wish this plug was not inside my ass, pushing against my insides. Causing them to tingle and sizzle with? oh fuck, feelings I didn't know I could have. And this pressure, this wet, hot pressure in my cunt Miss Rose! It's deafening! And it hurts so much to have it continually ignored! And? I haven't been able to pee since breakfast this morning, and I have no idea how long ago that was. I have no idea! But I need to pee Miss Rose! I need to pee. I am exhausted. I feel like I'm dying!" Miss Rose leans in close to Ashley. She softly gives her a kiss as her hand drops between Ashley's legs. Her elegant, manicured fingers begin to slide over Ashley's wet slit. Slowly teasing the very red, soaking labia, they inch their way inside. Ashley's lips tremble as she gasps into Miss Rose's mouth. Miss Rose caresses Ashley's lips and tongue with her mouth, while she fingers Ashley's cunt. Finally, the kiss ends leaving Ashley in a trance. "That was a much better answer dear. Thank you," Miss Rose whispers, into Ashley's ear. Oh fuck, why does it make me so happy to please this woman!? Oh fuck I missed the feeling of her touching me! One of Miss Rose's fingers slides over Ashley's clit. She jumps violently. Oh Fuck! I can hold my pee, but I can't stop myself from cumming! "Thank you Miss Rose! Can I please come for you Miss Rose!?" Ashley pleads. Miss Rose smiles as a giggle escapes her. "Oh dear, no. But if you are good, very soon, I'll let you have what you want. I promise," Miss Rose states. She takes her fingers out of Ashley's desperate cunt. They glisten with the girl's sticky nectar. Miss Rose holds them up to Ashley's nose. "You're such a sweet girl and you have such a sweet smell." "Thank you Miss Rose," Ashley whimpers. Taking in her potent scent. Being forced to inhale her own hot, wet pheromones drives her crazy. It makes Ashley's nipples harden tighter and her brain to float. "Now, open," Miss Rose instructs. Ashley opens her Mouth and feels her Mistress' fingers fill it up. Ashley can taste nothing but her own naughty juices. They reek of her desperation and base urges. "Now, please, tell everyone what you taste like," Miss Rose requests, sliding her fingers out. Ashley has no mental energy left. Her concentration is lost and her head is swimming. She has no choice but to say everything that jumps into her mind. "It tastes like pussy Miss Rose. My desperate, horny fucking pussy. It tastes like Tessa's pussy. So fucking delicious. Like honey that's been squeezed from the most beautiful woman in the world, then having it ferment into a beautiful perfume," Ashley admits in a small tirade. "That's a good girl, but you are not to use that language with me dear," Miss Rose mentions, sternly as she places her hand on Ashley's belly. She applies the tiniest bit almanbahis giriş of pressure, causing Ashley's mouth to open with a gasp. Miss Rose takes her hand off Ashley's bladder. "I'll give you a warning this time, sweetie," Miss Rose scolds, gently. "Thank you, so much Miss Rose," Ashley whines. Miss Rose slowly pulls her black, nylon panties down to her ankles. She takes them off and holds them against Ashley's mouth and nose. Ashley hungrily breathes them in. Something about Miss Rose's carnal scent, speaks to Ashley's core. It has an aura that fills her with a deep need to submit herself to the challenges she's enduring. Ashley takes another slow inhale of the soft, damp fabric against her nose. The woman's fragrance fills her head and makes Ashley feel high and light. Miss Rose?. Miss Rose?* "Do you remember what I taste like, dear?" She asks. Ashley's eyes are rolling back into her head. Fiercely trying to enjoy as much euphoria as she can before being brought back to her uncomfortable reality. "Like heaven, Miss Rose. Like perfect, beautiful sex, like power and grace and pussy." "Awe, thank you," Miss Rose gleams, pushing her panties into Ashley's mouth. Ashley accepts them willingly, allowing the velvet material to rub against her lips and tongue. Miss Rose pushes Ashley's mouth shut, the panties securely inside. "Enjoy my flavour, dear. I expect you to keep them in, until I take them out. Yes?" Miss Rose clarifies. Ashley nods her head gently and mumbles the affirmative. The taste of her gorgeous Mistress runs down her throat. She tastes even better than she smells? what is wrong with me!? Ashley feels the leash tug at her sensitive pussy. The back of her neck is pulled back, straightening her back and the plug inside her distressed asshole is pushed deeper. Ashley focuses and tries to follow where she is being led. She feels even more helpless than before, with both her speech and vision having been taken from her. Just putting one socked foot in front of the other is straining Ashley's bladder significantly. She tries to ignore it, but it is impossible. "As you can see, she is very untouched and innocent," Miss Rose states casually. Ashley can hear quiet noises of approval from women around her. It is eerie and sobering. Ashley's body trembles when she feels a hand press her belly and stops her in her tracks. "May I?" the mystery woman asks. "As long as you don't break the rules, which I know you are well acquainted with," Miss Rose explains. The woman's hand moves slowly from Ashley's belly to her soft ass. "Ohh, I like this. Perfect isn't it?" The woman remarks. Ashley trembles as the stranger fondles her exposed skin. She can smell the woman's perfume. It's elegant and reeks of wealth. The woman pulls gently on one of Ashley's stiff nipples. The pain barely registers, Her bladder and swelling asshole are giving her far more discomfort. The woman then traces her fingers down Ashley's front and in between her legs. "Be a good girl and open your legs for me," the woman urges. Knowing Miss Rose is right next to her, Ashley's complies, trusting her Mistress. As soon as Ashley's legs separate, the woman's fingers slather themselves with Ashley's dripping cream. She doesn't move the thin chain from the leash out of the way, she just rubs it deeper into Ashley's folds. The feeling is both incredibly pleasurable and awkward at the same time. But the taste of Miss Rose's cunt on her tongue, is causing Ashley to hallucinate with arousal. The fingers leave Ashley's wetness and the woman brings them to her face. Ashley hears the woman take a deep breath in through her nose. Ashley feels mortified with embarrassment as she realizes the woman is publicly sampling her pussy. The humiliation is making Ashley feel dizzy with shame, or is it excitement? "Thank you Miss Rose, you may continue. She smells like she's in heat," the woman adds giddily. Miss Rose pulls the leash, immediately getting Ashley's attention. She's forced to follow once again. Ashley can feel her bladder straining painfully. When will I get to pee? Every minute of this feels like forever! A few more strange hands touch and caress Ashley's body as she's paraded around the room.