Captured and Pleasured: Beccas Journey into a World of BDSM and Submission Becca couldn’t handle another orgasm. She was going to pass out from exhaustion. Her new master, as he said he was to be called, said she would have the vibrators in her pussy and ass until she has squirted. The problem is Becca has never been a squirter. She would get close, but never fully get there. The way her master had her positioned was always a very pleasurable position for Becca. It was close to doggy style, but her wrists were tied together and then a rope was tied to her wrists and to a ring in the wall. All of her weight was being distributed on her arms and shoulders. It was a little painful, but still turned her on. Becca could feel the bursts of pleasure getting closer together. She gripped the rope around her wrists and braced herself. This was going to be a big one and hopefully, she would squirt. She had came ten times and it didn’t even feel like it had been an hour yet. She couldn’t remember cumming this many times in such a short amount of time before. She began to feel the most intense orgasm she has ever had before. She screamed and yelled during it and it wasn’t until after it dwindle off to a dull pulsing that she realized there was a pool of her cum under her and dripping down her legs. She could only hope that she had squirted that time. She heard the door open, but didn’t have to strength to lift her head. A pair of boots appeared in front of her face. It was her master. His deep voice almost lulled her to sleep. “Very good, slave. You really are a nasty little slut. I bet you enjoyed every minute of that. Maybe I’ll make you continue until you have squirted again.” Becca shook her head side to side, already feeling another orgasm closing in fast. Her master threw his head back and laughed. “You think you have a choice. How cute. You’re about to cum again aren’t you, you dirty slave?” Becca moaned and nodded, far past being able to form words. …and then things took a turn
