Chapter 2

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Once everyone left, I hopped, skipped, and jumped to my bedroom.

Finally alone.

Finally alone to do my dirty work.

I opened my bottom drawer and pulled out my box. I walked to the living room and placed the box on the couch.

When I went to get the key to my box from the cupboard, I was sure that I heard a noise. After a minute I completely disregarded the disturbance once I had unlocked my box and there inside was my magnificent little black bag.

I snatched the bag up from inside and practically sprinted to the bedroom.

I placed the bag on the bed and it wasn't long before I had discarded my shoes, socks, shirt, pants, and even boxers.

I was already turned on just by thinking about it.

I opened my bag and there it was, all 9 inches.

I pulled out my shiny, pink vibrator and 3 pairs of handcuffs along with their key.

I moved the bag off the bed and sat down excitedly.

After handcuffing both my feet, spread out to the bedposts, I proceeded to insert the first 7 inches into myself. My pathetic little self had only ever been able to conquer the first 7 of the 9 inch long wonder.

I was in too much of a hurry to prep, I was used to it anyways.

I turned on the vibrator to half speed and gasped in pleasure.

I then handcuffed my left arm to the bedpost. I always leave my right arm free in case I need to unlock myself quickly.

The vibrations ran through my body.

It felt good, really good.

I moaned in pleasure.

I shifted and must have bumped something because the vibrations turned on all the way.

I moaned loudly. Thank goodness that I'm alone in this big house.

The vibrating seemed to build and I bucked my hips and groaned.

When my ass hit the bed again, I shrieked in pain interlaced with slight pleasure.

I had forcefully bumped in another inch. I flinched and squirmed.

It was pressing right up against my prostrate.

I couldn't take much more of this, I needed to touch myself, but I couldn't reach.

I tried to press the key I was holding into the lock in the handcuffs restraining my left hand, but it didn't fit. I tried again and again, but it wouldn't work.

How had I gotten the wrong key??

Suddenly, I unloaded on my stomach and moaned loudly.

Now I wasn't so happy to be alone.

Minutes passed of almost what seemed like utter agony.

"Help!" I screamed.

"Help me!" I yelled again, though I knew everyone was gone.

I came all over my stomach again.

"Help! Somebody please! Help!"

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