EXTRACT FOR
Theater
(Daisy Rose)

My cheek rested against the cool, silky fabric and I felt myself being moved. The table lifted until I was completely upright so that I could see nothing in front of me. I couldn't see what was happening to my body and it filled me with an unspeakable fear.



The light turned on and I was suddenly basked in it.



The stage was suddenly very cool against my damp and newly bared skin. The audience inhaled almost collectively, sucking out all the air from the theater hall. I knew what they were seeing.



They saw a rectangular wall wrapped in satin and a pair of plump breasts exposed from a hole. A little down below my breasts was another gaping hole where my legs were spread wide open, showing my glistening pussy lips.



Without warning, rough tongues found my already hardened nipples, licking it and wetting it thoroughly before blowing upon it so that it was harder still. I moaned loudly, throwing my head back and pushing my breasts outwards even more so that they could access my exposed flesh better.



The two men paid close attention to my nipples, licking and sucking upon them, expert tongues moving in lazy circles, teeth nipping gently.



I let out small cries of surprise when they pinched my nipple between sharp teeth. Delicious tingling sensation moved like a low bass vibration from my breasts to my groin and lower still, making my pussy wet with juice.



I writhed in my bondage, hands clenching into tight fists in my helplessness. Their touches were languid, slowly building up the tension in my body to almost unbearable levels. My body fluttered with fear and anticipation and I was quickly lost to the pleasures of their tongues on my body.



Fingers grasped my soft mounds, squeezing and kneading the naked flesh there, closing in to draw out the pebbled, tortured tip that was no doubt bright red from the torment.



Warm hands cupped my sex abruptly and I cried out so loudly it rang in the hall in an almost unnatural manner. I wished I sounded sexier. I wished my breasts were bigger and nicer looking. I wished I could see what was happening to my body!



I shuddered in fear and anticipation. I had neither the strength nor the will to fight back as fingers danced over my sex, brushing the supersensitive nub of flesh there before moving inward.



"Ohh..." I moaned, mortified by the way my body immediately responded to the touch. I didn't even know who was touching me, but the fingers felt calloused and large. Definitely a man's hand.



I couldn't believe I was letting a stranger touch me like this, and in front of an audience no less. Yet, I was getting immeasurable turned on by what the unnamed men were doing, like some desperate animal in heat. I mewled as fingers penetrated my folds, moving in to spread me from the inside...