Note, Pyha is a OC of jadeswolfie on DA: http://jadeswolfie.deviantart.com/art/Pyha-Tayuun-516576030
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Pyha, a normally dressed dark skinned female of the Miqo'te race, ran breathlessly through a forest doing her best to avoid her hunter. She had been running so fast the outstretching tree branches had ripped up her outfit badly that her left breast was visible and upon falling down so much, her lower body was covered in dirt and mud as she did what she could to keep running from her hunter who used strange powers.
Normally she would be home right now, being pleasured by her lover to no end but when her husband had failed to come home she went out to look for him, wondering deep into the forest near their home and upon doing so she heard a very eerie laugh. The laugh was followed by strange black stuff attacking her, she fought back at first, and being a summoner she called forth powerful spirits to defend herself. However they all fell to the black stuff and fearing for her own safety she was now on the run.
“Hahhaha, what, haaaa, why won’t it give up?” Pyha asked breathlessly as she dove behind some large rocks, needing to catch her breath. “It’s just like me to be out of breath at this time of day.” She joked lightly wiping some sweat off her forehead as her ears twitch, she heard someone walking towards her and she slowly looked up to see a woman in all black walking towards her with Pyha narrowing her eyes at her as her cat senses were ringing loudly.
“Who are you? Why are you hunting me?!” She demanded an answer which the woman smirked.
“Because I’m here to collect you my dear, it’s what I do.” She said as Pyha glared.
“I won’t be taken by some cat suited bitch!” She growled as she summoned a fire spirit to protect her.
“Fine, I’ll just make you my bitch here and now.” The woman said as she ran through some hand signs, the black latex cladding her body jumping off some and attacking the fire spirit which the two clashed at one another.
“You’re open!” Pyha shouted, rushing forward and using quick speed she managed to land a hard punch on the woman’s face, making her cry out and fall to the ground stun. “Heheheheh, not so tough without your strange stuff are you?” Pyha said confident, looking back to see her fire spirit overcoming the latex with a powerful fire burst and vanishing upon victory. “Heheheh! No one beats me!” She cheered happily with her breasts bouncing to her jumping victory.
“Pyha?” A male voice called out, Pyha spinning around and became extremely happy as she saw her lover standing not far from her with his arms open.
“Dear!” She cried out, jumping into the loving arms of her husband as they both hugged. “Oh I was so worried that you-” She said before his warm feeling turned cold and smooth as she opened her eyes with a horrified look as her husband had turned into something else, which he turned into the black stuff the woman had been using. His entire form turned into latex and spread apart around Pyha and before she could react in time, the stuff covered her from head to toe, mummifying her in latex. “HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM!” She screamed behind her latex cocoon as she hoped around for a moment before falling to the ground, squirming wildly on the leaf and grass covered ground looking like a worm and feeling humiliated for falling for the woman’s trap.
“Heh, sorry about that, I didn’t mean to be distracted by your hanging breast to allow that punch.” The woman said standing up. “How did you like my clone jutsu? Seem it got the drop on you.” She smirked walking over to Pyha, who was crying out as the stuff ate away at her clothing, soon leaving her naked under the cocoon. With her naked, the latex slowly pleasured her by pressing heavily on her breasts and releasing, acting much like a hand would as well as grinding at her pussy which became extremely wet.
“NNNHHHMMM!” Pyha cried out again, finding it hard to breath to the point the pleasure was robbing her of all needed air. She tossed and bucked about, doing her best to break free of the latex that grew tighter and tighter around her body till it became a second skin, completely restricting her movement as she kept mewing weakly behind it.
“I hope you are worth the effort.” The woman said picking Pyha up with ease and carted her off, the Miqo'te crying out once more in her hold before everything went dark, not getting enough air to keep her conscious awake as she was pleasured by the latex cocoon till they reached their destination.
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“Mpfhpfm?” Pyha groaned softly into an over sized rubber ball gag that parted her mouth greatly, she attempted to move but soon cried out in both pleasure and pain. She found herself naked, bound to a long metal pole which she was bound to and dangling forward from. The pole ran up behind her back with her wrists and ankles pulled behind it in a hogtie fashion. Rope ran around her body in a tight complex shibari tie, wrapping and winding between her breasts making them puff out as well as between her legs, the crotch rope resting firmly on her twitching wet pussy.
“Rrrmrpmrmr!” She groaned shifting slightly making loud rope tension sounds, since she was position in a way as if she was standing up, her body bound to the pole and pushing down thanks to gravity only made the rope eat and weigh more heavily into her body. “Rnrnrnrm!” She cried out as she began to drool all over herself thanks to the ball gag with a blush appearing on her face. She attempted to use her tail to loosen the rope, but there was something smooth over the rope knots making it impossible to undo them and attempts to using her magic failed.
“Ggmgpgmmg!” She grunted, feeling something tight over her neck, most likely a choker to restrict her magic as she kept squirming lightly. She soon stopped as the teasing rope became too much to bare and forced it to tighten around her body to the point her darken breasts began to turn blue which she took a few minutes to rest up before resuming.
Despite the ropes grinding into her body, she kept struggling and bouncing in them, whining loudly as she kept being teased endlessly as she felt a climax building, but let out a flustered grunt knowing the crotch rope wouldn’t be enough.
“Awww, is someone trying to climax?” Came her captor’s voice as Pyha looked to her left, to see the woman strolling in removing her sun glasses with a wide smirk on her face.
“Hhrhrprmrmr!” She cried out at her, the woman chuckling at Pyha’s plight.
“Now then, Pyha was it? I am called the Collector, that’s because I collect things, very beautiful things.” She explained while rubbing Pyha’s breasts, groping them softly to the point she was moaning happily into her gag as her arousal was too much to bear. “Did you enjoy my latex?” She asked as Pyha shook her head, being more of a leather girl. “What a pity, now focus your attention on this very large curtain behind me.” The Collector said motioning to a large red velvet curtain with silver trimming.
“Hrhrpm?” Pyha groaned, finally noticing it and became both curious and fearful of it.
“In a few days it will open to reveal something very special for you, till then it’s darkness.”
“Nrrmrmmr?” She grunted softly as the Collector did her hand signs and in an instant her black latex wrapped around Pyha’s head, making her scream out surprised as the only thing left uncovered was her nose nostrils as everything else was sealed by her latex. “Hrhrmrmm! Hhhmmrmmr!” She grunted weakly.
“Till the curtains open, let’s have some fun shall we?” She said lathering her hands up in a special gel and rubbed it over Pyha’s feet, making her squeal and squirm in the bindings hard as the stuff was both ticklish and cold yet soothing. Her squeals soon turn to laughter as the Collector began to run a bunch of feathers over her soles, making her laugh hard and squirm madly, which in turn made the rope dig and eat into her skin the more making her scream out.
“MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRR!” Pyha cried out through the latex mask, the crotch rope killing her as she badly wanted to orgasm as she felt her pre juices drip from the already dampen rope.
“You should really calm down!” The Collector stated, pulling hard on Pyha’s tail making her cry out as the tug seem to sap her energy as well as leave a hurtful feeling on her ass. “I can’t have you becoming all tired out yet.” She giggled, placing some tight clamp nipples onto Pyha’s pointy breast nipples making her cry out for each one placed on which there a total of six, three on each nipple was making her whimper madly.
“Mmmhrh hphr mmmmmmm!” She moaned as she slacked into the ropes, feeling exhausted already which she winced madly as a crop whip was slammed on her under breasts, making her scream out.
“First hour and you look ready for a nap, kitties really are lazy.” The Collector noted with a chuckle even though Pyha couldn’t hear. “These next few days will be long for you.”
“Hmmmmm.” Pyha moaned, as she felt like she should be afraid as the Collector went back to tickling her mercilessly.
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“These last few days have gone by rather quick haven’t they?” The Collector said, merely talking to herself as Pyha was still trapped by the latex hood and the being tight as ever.
“Hmmphmmm.” Pyha groaned, not seeing day of light for what seem like forever as a mixture of drool and sweat dripped out from under her face mask as her body was assaulted in every way. One day she was exposed to extreme hot wax torment, coating her body in the red wax till she passed out from the hot stinging feeling. Another day she had to endure several strange objects in her ass, which thrusted into her till she was left raw. The objects being from vibrating dildos to real cocks to large strapons. Pyha was never allowed a moment’s break as something always tormented her body as either her captor played with her feet personally or with vibrating egg toys or the rope would keep reminding her of the deep urge to climax which she was still denied. The hood didn’t help at all as she felt at times she was swimming in an ocean of her sweat which was her only source of water at times which she drank despite the deep nasty latex taste to it.
“Let’s see how you look for the big show.” The Collector said pulling off the hood, to reveal Pyha’s sweaty face, her near black soaked hair and cat ears were pinned to her head from all the sweating she had been doing.
“Hhphpmmmm.” Pyha groaned softly, barely able to open her eyes to view the bright lighting around her. After her eyes finally adjusted, she saw her captor smirking, which only made her whimper.
“It’s show time.” The Collector stated as Pyha came to be aware of the loud sound behind the curtain and became scared as it slowly opened. The curtain soon revealed a very large crowed which the pole she was bound to move forward, soon putting her center stage with all the stage lights focused on her which due to the heat they gave off her whole body now sweated and made her pant.
“Hrhrprm!?” She cried out soon whimpering as everyone who was seated audience style before her and looked at Pyha lustfully.
“Welcome everyone, to my auction.” Came the Collector’s voice as Pyha’s eyes widen in horror and grunted loudly, ignoring the rope some despite it nagging her hard as she had to break free, not wanting to be sold. With her strength sapped and the rope knots still covered up, her struggles only enticed the horny crowd.
“This wonderful feline female can be yours today for the right price and is the only thing to bid on so no holding back.” The Collector stated making Pyha whimper. “Now as requested, we will have a short display before the bidding starts.” She said as two other well tone sexy females took to the stage, both clad in a shimmering purple leotards, and both with black short hair wearing deep black stockings and matching purple heeled shoes.
“Mrphrprm!” Pyha cried out as she was jerked downward and lowered closer to the floor which the rope ride up a little more into her soaked pussy, bringing her joy but not enough to know an overdue pent up release.
“Now, for the foot play.” The Collector stated as Pyha’s gag was finally removed with her groaning and gasping for air in joy to finally have it gone but one of the women held her shoe clad foot up to her mouth.
“Remove my shoe.” The woman demanded as Pyha glanced at it, the other woman tugging hard at her body rope making her yelp loudly as if they acted like reigns as Pyha slowly move her head forward. She grasped the shoe with her teeth and slowly slipped it off, dropping it to the ground revealing the woman’s full stocking clad foot. “Suck it.” She ordered as Pyha shook her head a little, before the other woman once again tugged on her ropes with the Collector stomping on the base of Pyha’s tail making her scream out.
“Gaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!” She cried out as she finally moved forward and began suck on the stocking clad toes, wincing and groaning from how badly they tasted.
“Oooohhhh, hmmmmmm.” The crowd watched on in amusement and lust, making Pyha blush and feel extremely humiliated as she kept sucking the nasty toes.
“Hhrrnnnnn.” Pyha cried out as sucked and licked each toe before she was forced to run her tongue up and down the stocking. The woman soon switched her feet, having Pyha start the process over and once done she had her slip her stockings off, which Pyha did by gripping the loosen end with her teeth and with several tugs pulled the stocking off. From there she was forced to relick and suck on each of her toes, the taste even worse than with the stockings on. “Hrhrn mrmrpmr!” She moaned into the foot as the other show woman kept teasing her body by tugging on the rope and flicking her nipple clamps which made Pyha cry out softly.
“As you can see, our subject today knows her way around a foot and with a little pleasure will do anything like a slut.” The Collector belittled her as Pyha cried out. “Now let’s start the bidding.” She said as the show women switched places, allowing Pyha to remove the shoes and stockings and clean the foot on of the other woman in the same way as the first one.
“One million!”
“Two!”
“Ten!”
“Fifty!”
Many people began to shout out their bids, the money quickly rising up into the hundred millions with Pyha groaning with each bid as she kept pleasuring the women’s feet, who had times tickled Pyah’s feet making her giggle a little. After a long bidding session that left a defeated feeling in Pyha in that so many would bid on her while doing such humiliating tasks as someone finally won her at 850 million.
“Mmmpmmmmm!” She moaned on the foot as it was removed and she was given a long black bit gag to keep her quiet.
“Do enjoy your new pet sir.” The Collector stated as Pyha was hauled off, with her captor waving goodbye and smirking as she was sold off to someone who would do far worse to her.
“Rrnrnrnrnrn!” Pyha screamed out as once backstage, she was finally released from the pole she was bound to for days, though she wanted to resist, struggle and make a break for freedom, her arms and legs had grown numb from being bound for so long. All she could do was whimper into her bit gag that she drooled on and dripped down onto her sore red marked body as she carried around like a rag doll and slowly lowered into a very small box, small enough she couldn’t work her hands into pleasuring her torturous nagging horny feeling. “Hphpm?” She grunted as her wrists and ankles were shackled tightly with the box closed up and sealed tightly with barely enough air holes. “Mmmmnnnnn.” She moaned, wondering what kind of life awaited her now as a sold humiliated slave.
The end.
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Pyha, a normally dressed dark skinned female of the Miqo'te race, ran breathlessly through a forest doing her best to avoid her hunter. She had been running so fast the outstretching tree branches had ripped up her outfit badly that her left breast was visible and upon falling down so much, her lower body was covered in dirt and mud as she did what she could to keep running from her hunter who used strange powers.
Normally she would be home right now, being pleasured by her lover to no end but when her husband had failed to come home she went out to look for him, wondering deep into the forest near their home and upon doing so she heard a very eerie laugh. The laugh was followed by strange black stuff attacking her, she fought back at first, and being a summoner she called forth powerful spirits to defend herself. However they all fell to the black stuff and fearing for her own safety she was now on the run.
“Hahhaha, what, haaaa, why won’t it give up?” Pyha asked breathlessly as she dove behind some large rocks, needing to catch her breath. “It’s just like me to be out of breath at this time of day.” She joked lightly wiping some sweat off her forehead as her ears twitch, she heard someone walking towards her and she slowly looked up to see a woman in all black walking towards her with Pyha narrowing her eyes at her as her cat senses were ringing loudly.
“Who are you? Why are you hunting me?!” She demanded an answer which the woman smirked.
“Because I’m here to collect you my dear, it’s what I do.” She said as Pyha glared.
“I won’t be taken by some cat suited bitch!” She growled as she summoned a fire spirit to protect her.
“Fine, I’ll just make you my bitch here and now.” The woman said as she ran through some hand signs, the black latex cladding her body jumping off some and attacking the fire spirit which the two clashed at one another.
“You’re open!” Pyha shouted, rushing forward and using quick speed she managed to land a hard punch on the woman’s face, making her cry out and fall to the ground stun. “Heheheheh, not so tough without your strange stuff are you?” Pyha said confident, looking back to see her fire spirit overcoming the latex with a powerful fire burst and vanishing upon victory. “Heheheh! No one beats me!” She cheered happily with her breasts bouncing to her jumping victory.
“Pyha?” A male voice called out, Pyha spinning around and became extremely happy as she saw her lover standing not far from her with his arms open.
“Dear!” She cried out, jumping into the loving arms of her husband as they both hugged. “Oh I was so worried that you-” She said before his warm feeling turned cold and smooth as she opened her eyes with a horrified look as her husband had turned into something else, which he turned into the black stuff the woman had been using. His entire form turned into latex and spread apart around Pyha and before she could react in time, the stuff covered her from head to toe, mummifying her in latex. “HHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM!” She screamed behind her latex cocoon as she hoped around for a moment before falling to the ground, squirming wildly on the leaf and grass covered ground looking like a worm and feeling humiliated for falling for the woman’s trap.
“Heh, sorry about that, I didn’t mean to be distracted by your hanging breast to allow that punch.” The woman said standing up. “How did you like my clone jutsu? Seem it got the drop on you.” She smirked walking over to Pyha, who was crying out as the stuff ate away at her clothing, soon leaving her naked under the cocoon. With her naked, the latex slowly pleasured her by pressing heavily on her breasts and releasing, acting much like a hand would as well as grinding at her pussy which became extremely wet.
“NNNHHHMMM!” Pyha cried out again, finding it hard to breath to the point the pleasure was robbing her of all needed air. She tossed and bucked about, doing her best to break free of the latex that grew tighter and tighter around her body till it became a second skin, completely restricting her movement as she kept mewing weakly behind it.
“I hope you are worth the effort.” The woman said picking Pyha up with ease and carted her off, the Miqo'te crying out once more in her hold before everything went dark, not getting enough air to keep her conscious awake as she was pleasured by the latex cocoon till they reached their destination.
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“Mpfhpfm?” Pyha groaned softly into an over sized rubber ball gag that parted her mouth greatly, she attempted to move but soon cried out in both pleasure and pain. She found herself naked, bound to a long metal pole which she was bound to and dangling forward from. The pole ran up behind her back with her wrists and ankles pulled behind it in a hogtie fashion. Rope ran around her body in a tight complex shibari tie, wrapping and winding between her breasts making them puff out as well as between her legs, the crotch rope resting firmly on her twitching wet pussy.
“Rrrmrpmrmr!” She groaned shifting slightly making loud rope tension sounds, since she was position in a way as if she was standing up, her body bound to the pole and pushing down thanks to gravity only made the rope eat and weigh more heavily into her body. “Rnrnrnrm!” She cried out as she began to drool all over herself thanks to the ball gag with a blush appearing on her face. She attempted to use her tail to loosen the rope, but there was something smooth over the rope knots making it impossible to undo them and attempts to using her magic failed.
“Ggmgpgmmg!” She grunted, feeling something tight over her neck, most likely a choker to restrict her magic as she kept squirming lightly. She soon stopped as the teasing rope became too much to bare and forced it to tighten around her body to the point her darken breasts began to turn blue which she took a few minutes to rest up before resuming.
Despite the ropes grinding into her body, she kept struggling and bouncing in them, whining loudly as she kept being teased endlessly as she felt a climax building, but let out a flustered grunt knowing the crotch rope wouldn’t be enough.
“Awww, is someone trying to climax?” Came her captor’s voice as Pyha looked to her left, to see the woman strolling in removing her sun glasses with a wide smirk on her face.
“Hhrhrprmrmr!” She cried out at her, the woman chuckling at Pyha’s plight.
“Now then, Pyha was it? I am called the Collector, that’s because I collect things, very beautiful things.” She explained while rubbing Pyha’s breasts, groping them softly to the point she was moaning happily into her gag as her arousal was too much to bear. “Did you enjoy my latex?” She asked as Pyha shook her head, being more of a leather girl. “What a pity, now focus your attention on this very large curtain behind me.” The Collector said motioning to a large red velvet curtain with silver trimming.
“Hrhrpm?” Pyha groaned, finally noticing it and became both curious and fearful of it.
“In a few days it will open to reveal something very special for you, till then it’s darkness.”
“Nrrmrmmr?” She grunted softly as the Collector did her hand signs and in an instant her black latex wrapped around Pyha’s head, making her scream out surprised as the only thing left uncovered was her nose nostrils as everything else was sealed by her latex. “Hrhrmrmm! Hhhmmrmmr!” She grunted weakly.
“Till the curtains open, let’s have some fun shall we?” She said lathering her hands up in a special gel and rubbed it over Pyha’s feet, making her squeal and squirm in the bindings hard as the stuff was both ticklish and cold yet soothing. Her squeals soon turn to laughter as the Collector began to run a bunch of feathers over her soles, making her laugh hard and squirm madly, which in turn made the rope dig and eat into her skin the more making her scream out.
“MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRR!” Pyha cried out through the latex mask, the crotch rope killing her as she badly wanted to orgasm as she felt her pre juices drip from the already dampen rope.
“You should really calm down!” The Collector stated, pulling hard on Pyha’s tail making her cry out as the tug seem to sap her energy as well as leave a hurtful feeling on her ass. “I can’t have you becoming all tired out yet.” She giggled, placing some tight clamp nipples onto Pyha’s pointy breast nipples making her cry out for each one placed on which there a total of six, three on each nipple was making her whimper madly.
“Mmmhrh hphr mmmmmmm!” She moaned as she slacked into the ropes, feeling exhausted already which she winced madly as a crop whip was slammed on her under breasts, making her scream out.
“First hour and you look ready for a nap, kitties really are lazy.” The Collector noted with a chuckle even though Pyha couldn’t hear. “These next few days will be long for you.”
“Hmmmmm.” Pyha moaned, as she felt like she should be afraid as the Collector went back to tickling her mercilessly.
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“These last few days have gone by rather quick haven’t they?” The Collector said, merely talking to herself as Pyha was still trapped by the latex hood and the being tight as ever.
“Hmmphmmm.” Pyha groaned, not seeing day of light for what seem like forever as a mixture of drool and sweat dripped out from under her face mask as her body was assaulted in every way. One day she was exposed to extreme hot wax torment, coating her body in the red wax till she passed out from the hot stinging feeling. Another day she had to endure several strange objects in her ass, which thrusted into her till she was left raw. The objects being from vibrating dildos to real cocks to large strapons. Pyha was never allowed a moment’s break as something always tormented her body as either her captor played with her feet personally or with vibrating egg toys or the rope would keep reminding her of the deep urge to climax which she was still denied. The hood didn’t help at all as she felt at times she was swimming in an ocean of her sweat which was her only source of water at times which she drank despite the deep nasty latex taste to it.
“Let’s see how you look for the big show.” The Collector said pulling off the hood, to reveal Pyha’s sweaty face, her near black soaked hair and cat ears were pinned to her head from all the sweating she had been doing.
“Hhphpmmmm.” Pyha groaned softly, barely able to open her eyes to view the bright lighting around her. After her eyes finally adjusted, she saw her captor smirking, which only made her whimper.
“It’s show time.” The Collector stated as Pyha came to be aware of the loud sound behind the curtain and became scared as it slowly opened. The curtain soon revealed a very large crowed which the pole she was bound to move forward, soon putting her center stage with all the stage lights focused on her which due to the heat they gave off her whole body now sweated and made her pant.
“Hrhrprm!?” She cried out soon whimpering as everyone who was seated audience style before her and looked at Pyha lustfully.
“Welcome everyone, to my auction.” Came the Collector’s voice as Pyha’s eyes widen in horror and grunted loudly, ignoring the rope some despite it nagging her hard as she had to break free, not wanting to be sold. With her strength sapped and the rope knots still covered up, her struggles only enticed the horny crowd.
“This wonderful feline female can be yours today for the right price and is the only thing to bid on so no holding back.” The Collector stated making Pyha whimper. “Now as requested, we will have a short display before the bidding starts.” She said as two other well tone sexy females took to the stage, both clad in a shimmering purple leotards, and both with black short hair wearing deep black stockings and matching purple heeled shoes.
“Mrphrprm!” Pyha cried out as she was jerked downward and lowered closer to the floor which the rope ride up a little more into her soaked pussy, bringing her joy but not enough to know an overdue pent up release.
“Now, for the foot play.” The Collector stated as Pyha’s gag was finally removed with her groaning and gasping for air in joy to finally have it gone but one of the women held her shoe clad foot up to her mouth.
“Remove my shoe.” The woman demanded as Pyha glanced at it, the other woman tugging hard at her body rope making her yelp loudly as if they acted like reigns as Pyha slowly move her head forward. She grasped the shoe with her teeth and slowly slipped it off, dropping it to the ground revealing the woman’s full stocking clad foot. “Suck it.” She ordered as Pyha shook her head a little, before the other woman once again tugged on her ropes with the Collector stomping on the base of Pyha’s tail making her scream out.
“Gaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!” She cried out as she finally moved forward and began suck on the stocking clad toes, wincing and groaning from how badly they tasted.
“Oooohhhh, hmmmmmm.” The crowd watched on in amusement and lust, making Pyha blush and feel extremely humiliated as she kept sucking the nasty toes.
“Hhrrnnnnn.” Pyha cried out as sucked and licked each toe before she was forced to run her tongue up and down the stocking. The woman soon switched her feet, having Pyha start the process over and once done she had her slip her stockings off, which Pyha did by gripping the loosen end with her teeth and with several tugs pulled the stocking off. From there she was forced to relick and suck on each of her toes, the taste even worse than with the stockings on. “Hrhrn mrmrpmr!” She moaned into the foot as the other show woman kept teasing her body by tugging on the rope and flicking her nipple clamps which made Pyha cry out softly.
“As you can see, our subject today knows her way around a foot and with a little pleasure will do anything like a slut.” The Collector belittled her as Pyha cried out. “Now let’s start the bidding.” She said as the show women switched places, allowing Pyha to remove the shoes and stockings and clean the foot on of the other woman in the same way as the first one.
“One million!”
“Two!”
“Ten!”
“Fifty!”
Many people began to shout out their bids, the money quickly rising up into the hundred millions with Pyha groaning with each bid as she kept pleasuring the women’s feet, who had times tickled Pyah’s feet making her giggle a little. After a long bidding session that left a defeated feeling in Pyha in that so many would bid on her while doing such humiliating tasks as someone finally won her at 850 million.
“Mmmpmmmmm!” She moaned on the foot as it was removed and she was given a long black bit gag to keep her quiet.
“Do enjoy your new pet sir.” The Collector stated as Pyha was hauled off, with her captor waving goodbye and smirking as she was sold off to someone who would do far worse to her.
“Rrnrnrnrnrn!” Pyha screamed out as once backstage, she was finally released from the pole she was bound to for days, though she wanted to resist, struggle and make a break for freedom, her arms and legs had grown numb from being bound for so long. All she could do was whimper into her bit gag that she drooled on and dripped down onto her sore red marked body as she carried around like a rag doll and slowly lowered into a very small box, small enough she couldn’t work her hands into pleasuring her torturous nagging horny feeling. “Hphpm?” She grunted as her wrists and ankles were shackled tightly with the box closed up and sealed tightly with barely enough air holes. “Mmmmnnnnn.” She moaned, wondering what kind of life awaited her now as a sold humiliated slave.
The end.
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