I felt him push what I later found out was a vibrating egg into my pussy, and then he turned on the vibrators in egg and dildo and they hit me simulta...neously. He stepped up to my head and fitted a gag into my mouth, effectively silencing me. Then Master K left the room.I don’t know how long he left me like that, but I lost count of my orgasms after the fifth or sixth one. Each was stronger and harder than the one before it, and as they rolled through me, all I could do was lie there and endure. I wanted to say this as not to offend, or grate against the creative sensibilities of others who use the site as an emotionally supportive outlet or require something different to what I provide.To the rest of you, I hope you continue to enjoy the inside of my head.`Wanting This' - by: Apathy LushThe dull ache of time passing, he licked his lips and tasted the stickiness. Though he couldn't see, he did have an image of himself from the last three days of his predicament. He didn't know why this. She hated to break this perfect moment for something as mundane as food. Then she had a deliciously wicked idea. "Would you be a dear and do me a favor?" she asked."Certainly. Just name it," the demon said."Do exactly as I say, no additions. Go into my kitchen, get two slices of bread out of the fridge, put them in the toaster and turn it on. Then get a bowl from the cupboard and a spoon from the drawer. Grab some cereal from the pantry and pour it into the bowl. Put the toast on a plate when. Against one wall was the work area—two tower computers tied to one printer sitting on a pair of old tables that were strewn with paper. In the middle of the room was a ratty couch. The tiny kitchen area had the basic appliances. On another wall was a big bed that hadn’t been made. She led me over to the couch and I sat down as she wheeled over one of the work chairs. She sat down facing me. ‘Cliff,’ she began… ‘My name’s Clyde,’ I interrupted. She blushed briefly and said, ‘How did you ever get.