The danger of risky links pt2. (a tpe story)

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I recovered from the huge orgasm I had and the powerful throat fucking i had received which took a few moments.

"Go to your bathroom." The voice said in my ear.

I obeyed realising that with every act obedience the exit to my predicament got further and further from reach. But what could i do? Everyone i knew thought of me as a normal straight and shy single father trying to make his way in the world. Could I bear to see the look in their eyes as they watch a video of my in a rubber maids uniform sucking a total strangers cock and having them empty their balls deep in my throat and walk away like I was a cheap whore.

I got to the bathroom.

“Take off the panties.” The voice said.

I did so my sticky mess clinging to the fabric on the inside of the rubber,

“Clean them.” Said the voice.

I knew what they meant but I hoped against hope they did not so I moved toward the sink.

“Not their slut!” said the voice as I did.

A picture flashed on my phone of my stood in the bathroom with the panties in my hand, cum clearly visible on the black fabric.

I had no choice I could not see any other way. So I began licking the fabric, the salty goo stinging my tongue and throat as I swallowed. Soon enough it was finished and clean.

“Good girl. Get changed. Have a shower. Put the ear piece on charge but keep your phone close by. Get back to work.” It said and there was silence in my ear where previously a background hum of the connection never actually being closed.

I got undressed and showered as instructed. My whole body tingled as I did so. I could not tell if it was the tight latex, the orgasm, the facial ***, the *** but my body was on fire with sensitivity.

I got dressed and logged onto work. I was only an hour late and I got on with work. During the day my phone would buzz and pictures of my during the day would appear sat at my desk. With captions such as “Drink a pint of water”,”Walk up and down your stairs 3 times.”

It felt like they were automated messages but I obeyed them regardless.

After an few hours I rose to go to the toilet.

“You may not go yet.” Was the message over the top of the video of me licking up me mess.

I sat back down the pressure in my bladder growing from slightly uncomfortable to nearly ***ful quite quickly.

“You may go.” Message appear on my phone moment before I believed I might have an accident.

I rushed to the toilet and reived myself with al loud sigh but as I was only half way done the message appeared “Stop!”

I tried to stop but with my bladder so full and the relief so strong I could not.

“Oh dear. Punishment time at lunch.” Was the only message. It may have been me but I get a sense that they enjoyed sending that message.

I went back to work wondering what the punishment would be. Until at lunch time there was a knock at the door.

“Answer it” my phone said.

Nervously I went down but it was just a package.

“Open it.”

I did so and inside was a strange device. Obviously a small dildo attached to soft but sturdy fabric. Also in the box was some strange bottle obviously meant to be lube but there was no branding.

“Use the lube, put the panties on and the dildo in.”

I went into the bathroom and defecated to make sure I was empty then after a brief douche I lubed the dildo and pulled on the panties. The dildo itself was quite small but the base was heavy and sturdy which told me that this did more than just be a dildo.

Once on my phone buzzed.

“Good. Now stand still.”

I stood and there was a wiring from the dildos. Strands within the panties pulled tight securing the panties to my body and pulling the dildo tighter into my hole.

“Go to your bed and get on your hands and knees. Phone in front of your eyes.”

I obeyed and once positioned a web page appeared. It seemed to be another auction sight but the values on this were a lot lower. The picture was of my on my hands and knees base of the dildo obvious through the cloth.

The winner paid a couple of thousand and had the user name “daddysadiest1964”

A chat appeared with the winner of the auction.

“Hello baby your mine for 30 minutes. Please squeal for me”

And with that message a shock ran through my lower regions. No ***ful as such but a big surprise. I involuntarily squealed in *** and surprise.

“oh I am going to have fun with you.”

To my surprise the dildo began to expand inside me.

“Can you feel my baby? Apparently this machine will replicate my size and actions inside you. While letting my feel how tight you are. State of the art and worth every penny.”

As the message appeared the dildo expanded inside my feeling exactly like a thick cock was pushing into me. I squealed again shaking my ass as if to shake off an invisible invader.

“oh yes baby shake your ass, squeel for me!”

There was another shock focus on my cock making me buck and scream as it fried me any growing my cock was doing went down.

“oh baby I have it set to it shocks you if you get hard. Your not allowed to enjoy this. But try not to scream it will make me cum too quick and if that happens I will have to punish you.”

After this there was a very ***ful blast all over my ass. I bit my lip and just squeeled.

“Good girl. You are so tight”

The cock began thrusting inside me slowly moving deeper and deepe its thickness was ***ful inside me.

Everytime I tried to grow hard there was a shock that make me jump and squeel.

After a few minutes of hard fucking many shocks to prevent me from getting hard.

“Scream for me!” appeared and then a powerful shock, worse than any before and I screamed and writhed and bucked.

The dildo inside my throbbed as if the huge fuck it was mimicking with throbbing and pumping out a huge load.

“worth every penny.” Was the last message.

I flopped onto the bed tired sore and shacking.

“Good girl. Punishment received. Check your bank.” Was the normal message on my phone.

I checked and half the auction *** had been deposited in my account. More than I earned in 2 months from one 30 minute *** session.

My phone background became a picture of my face in pure extasy.

“Taken as he came inside you. I think you might like this more than you pretend not to.”