Ty's mind was reeling. Was this for real? What was that he'd said about watching her? From where? Through the petticoat? She was horrified. Her feeling of violation was tangible. He'd tricked her! He'd sent her the petticoat, but hadn't sent a note saying it was hers. He'd counted on her curiosity and she had fell for it. And now, at least for the immediate future, she was his. Her computer beeped again, this time signaling the arrival of an instant message. Her worried eyes took in the message, and she gulped.
"You're dawdling has had a consequence. Remove your bra."
She stayed frozen. Another instant message popped up on her screen.
"NOW"
She stayed frozen a moment longer. Her Master's patience was gone, and her first punishment began.
She felt something move within the ruffles and folds of the petticoat. Something slithered down the front, inside the petticoat, and tickled her pussy. Something else slithered down her heart shaped ass, and tingled on her asshole. She somehow knew these things were going to penetrate her and was desperately trying to tear them away, but in her panic she couldn't dig through the fluff of the petticoat. She couldn't get to her own pussy or ass.
The tendrils rammed themselves inside her tender holes simultaneously. She slid out of the chair and crumpled to her knees on the floor. Her back was arched and she let out a small shriek that was mostly surprise. The tendrils that were busily burrowing they're way deeper into her weren't at all thick. The sensation wasn't painful, but it was extremely uncomfortable. Two more tendrils had crept they're way unnoticed up her stomach,and were now easing they're way under her bra. She snatched one of these and pulled with all her might, but was unable to budge it. The tendrils crept up her breasts and coiled around her nipples, then stopped.
None of the tendrils moved. Her chest was heaving. The tendril in her ass was the most uncomfortable. She had had sex twice, but nothing had ever been up her ass before. She was ashamed to admit to herself that her nipples had gotten hard.
"It's just the cold plastic", she whispered to herself,not wanting to admit that she was becoming aroused. She waited there kneeling on the floor, nipples growing harder by the second. Then it happened.
The tendrils on her breasts seized viciously down, pinching her erect nipples for a brief moment, then letting go. She was too surprised to make a sound, when they pinched painfully down again. She let out a little cry of pain, then began tearing at her bra. The shock and humiliation of the situation made it hard for her to remove it, even though she did it every day. She was still trying to undo the clasp when her anal and vaginal intruders began to swell. She froze for a moment, but got moving again quickly when she saw that the swelling wasn't stopping. Her nipples were pinched again. The swelling was becoming painful now. The tendril in her pussy was already bigger than the dildo she kept in her nightstand drawer.
She fumbled with the clasp on her bra a moment longer, recieved one more pinch, and it came undone. The moment it did, the pinching stopped and her intruders began to shrink down to their original size. A beep sounded from her computer, and she read the new message that had popped up.
"Good girl. Don't keep me waiting again. Now go get your packages."
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