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"Once you try that size...""You’ll crave it forever.""You’ll never feel whole without it again. Like two puzzle pieces finally clicking into place."Her voice wouldn’t leave my head.
It echoed, coiled, grinned from the inside out.She said it like a joke.
Sweet. Careless. Like she already knew exactly how wrecked I’d be.And she was right.Because now I was here—legs spread in that cursed bar, heels unsteady on slick tile, arms yanked into a punishing strappado behind my back.
Breasts bouncing.
Drool streaming from my mouth.
And my poor stretched jaw?
Cranked wide around the biggest red ballgag she owned.And inside me?That thing.
That slick, curling, lung-kissing tentacle toy she’d stuck right to the apartment door.Like a twisted doorknob.Mounted.
Pressed.
Suctioned.She shoved it in me by herself before she left—palming my hips, pushing with two hands and giggling every time I twitched.It just kept going. Deeper. Ruder.By the time it bottomed out, I couldn’t tell where it ended and I began.“Back soon~ Don’t go anywhere.”As if I had a f**king choice.Time passed.My body was trembling.
My jaw—numb. My insides? buzzing with fullness. My clit? Pathetically caged and twitching.And then—Knock knock.The door behind me jolted.I felt it.
The toy moved.
Not much—but enough to remind me I was still very, very full.“NnnnHHHH!!”A second later—THUD.A hard one. Her boot.The door shook.
The dildo thrust forward with the tiniest nudge—But it was all it took.My stomach flipped. My lungs clenched.
It felt like it was knocking on my diaphragm now.I gagged behind the ball.
Drool exploded forward like spit-rockets. They arced through the air and dive-bombed into the puddle below.I barely had time to breathe before—Click.The key.
In the lock.
Turning.“Bunny? You home~?”Her voice was sing-song. Fake-sweet. And so, so evil.I panicked.
Tried to move forward.
Tried to get off the toy—just a little space before she—Too late.Handle turns.The door shifts.
The suction holds. The base presses.
The plug drives deeper into me like it’s trying to come out the front.“MMMGGH!!”I squealed.
My eyes rolled.
My gag ballooned in my cheeks.
Saliva sprayed forward in little strings, launching from my chin and splashing into the shiny puddle on the floor.“You okay in there?” she teased, playing innocent.She eased the door open a little more.I stumbled forward—heels sliding, spreader bar clinking, arms jerking painfully in the ropes above.“Oops… clumsy me~” she said, slipping through the gap.She caught the sight of me and just beamed.
I was shaking, panting, bent at the hips with the dildo still buried inside me like it paid rent.She walked around behind me and casually reached for the base.POP.She peeled the suction off the door.And that was it.No anchor.
No resistance.I tipped.RRRNNNK.The rope above snapped tight.
My arms yanked.
My back screamed.
My jaw gaped.“NNGHHHHHH!!”And then—
It happened.SSSLUUUUURRRRRK.That sound.

That slurping, gut-wrenching, hole-emptying sound as the entire length dragged out of me in one long, sticky, wet motion.I twitched. Collapsed into the rope.My ass clenched on instinct. Searching. Grieving.She laughed.“Jesus, Bunny. You sounded like a toilet getting unplugged.”She caught me by the armbinder straps, tugged me back into position like I was a crooked painting.“Bunny. That could’ve gone really bad,” she scolded, still laughing.
“Gotta watch your posture.”She stepped around to face me, still holding the slick tentacle like a dirty leash.I whimpered.
Tried to look up.
My vision was foggy. My cheeks were soaked. My mouth hung uselessly around the red ball, jaw quivering.She smiled.And reached behind her—slipping a hand into that tight little butt-pocket of hers—and pulled out a ring gag.“Time to open up properly.”I moaned in dread, but she was already behind my head.Straps undone.
Ballgag popped free.
My jaw dropped involuntarily, trembling as it tried to close—Nope.The ring gag slid between my lips.
Over my tongue.
Behind my teeth.
And locked.My mouth was stuck open.
Completely. Shamefully.She looked at me, tilted her head, and raised the slippery, still-warm tentacle.“Say ‘ahhh’~”✨This piece can be purchased as an exclusive. This will give you the uncensored image in the highest resolution, displayed as the owner and without a watermark. ✨Like what you see and wanna support me? Check out my subscription optionsOh my, a naughty little fantasy? 🤭 Tell me everything, and I’ll bring it to life in your very own custom kinky artwork. Let’s play!I'm on SubscribeStar too! Exclusive content, behind-the-scenes fun, and personal scenarios to tease and tempt you. Ready for something extra spicy? Come join me!💕