She jogged back out and began pushing two more boxes towards her porch. The gentle stroking stopped and was replaced by an intense buzzing. She could feel her pussy growing wet. She was going to orgasm and didn't want to do it on her front lawn, so she hurried with the two boxes.
She got them inside with the other two, but before she could head back outside two new tendrils crept up her toned stomach and coiled around her breasts. The ends came to rest on her nipples and began vibrating, while the coils around her breasts began squeezing rythmically.
Her breathing was getting heavy due to the impending orgasm. She hurried back outside, trying her best to ignore her glistening thighs and jutting nipples. She grabbed the last box and made it halfway to her door when the sensations overcame her. She cried out at the force of the orgasm, back arching, and collapsed to her knees.
The tendrils didn't stop there. They relentlessly brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Ty had always been loud in bed, and couldn't stop her self from crying out. Ty lost count of how many times she came, but was eventually snapped out of her daze by something flashing. She looked around and just as she found the source, noticed that the tendrils had already withdrawn.
Someone was taking pictures of her from a car. When she turned around the occupants of the car began whistling and shouting at her, than spead off. Some of her neighboors had turned on their porch lights and had watched her whole ordeal. Cheeks burning with humiliation, she grabbed the box and ran inside. The last thing she heard before she shut the door were her neighboors calling her a whore.
Tears welled up in her eyes but before she could pity herself, the tendrils began painfully pinching her ass, urging her to hurry. She had just gotten all of the boxes into her room when her computer chimed. It was a message from her captor.
Good girl Tyra,
I was especially pleased with the show you put on for your neighboors. Weren't those gentlemen in the car classmates of yours? Oh well, I'm sure you'll hear about it tomorrow. You will now open your packages and get to know your new belongings.
Your Absolute Master.
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