-Maybe this isn’t such a good idea.. – she says suddenly.
I’m just about to gag her, so I anticipated this. She’s already naked, tied up, the bullet vibrator already inside her cunt, the wand vibrator already tied to her thigh pressing against her clit. I pause for a moment but she goes silent. I have no reason to stop.
I gag her and blindfold her without any problem. There’s one last step: the earbuds. That’s the moment she loses her cool again. Her body starts shaking, she’s desperately trying to beg me not to leave her like that. At least that’s what it sounds like. I wait a few seconds, then turn around. I don’t care about the begging, she always does that. She seems desperate, but she doesn’t use her safe word. That, she never does.
I walk out the door to take a look around. The beach appears to be empty, but that’s not surprising at 1 AM. It’s not the biggest town. We come here for 2 weeks every summer, and usually, there’s no night life. Especially on the beach. Who would want to use the restroom and find Kate at 1 AM? Of course, the live stream with the exact location marked makes things a bit more risky, but as I said, it’s not a big city. And it’s the middle of the night. Probably most of the audience lives in another country.
I walk to a bench, but not the closest one. It would make sense to be as close as possible, but somehow it doesn’t feel right. I can still see the building perfectly. It’s time. The notebook won’t last longer than 1 hour, but I don’t want to stay much longer anyways. I connect to my own live stream which I started right before leaving. There are already almost 200 viewers. It’s a good start. Kate, well, she’s still trying to say something like “Please, just let me go, I don’t want to do this.” I turn the toys on, and she stops complaining.
I don’t want to brag, but I’m really good at controlling those toys. And I know her. I know how to tease her. How to get her soaked. How to get her to the edge, and keep her there. When to slow down. When to stop. When to start again. When to go all-in. How to drive her crazy. It only takes 2 minutes, and I can already see three wet drops underneath her. Well, a lot more than three, the gag and her constant whining makes her drool like crazy. But those three drops came from her cunt.
5 minutes into the control session, the audience goes up to 500. I don’t interact with them at all, it would be impossible to read the messages anyways. They are spamming. You know how it works. I only focus on Kate. She’s already back to begging, but this time she doesn’t want me to let her go. She wants to cum. She needs to cum. Badly.
10 minutes.. She’s already a mess. I won’t let her cum in the first 30 minutes, but the floor already looks like she’s already squirted all over it. Yes, she’s a squirter. We almost have 700 people. Is there someone who lives nearby? Probably not. I’m not too concerned about it, and right now, Kate isn’t either. She knows she won’t cum in the first half hour, but it’s easy to lose track of time when your private parts are being tortured with pleasure.
For me, keeping track of time isn’t the issue. There’s the timer on the app, there’s the clock on the notebook. What’s hard for me is paying attention to my environment. If you want to keep someone really close to the edge for an extended period of time, you can’t read the fucking chat, and you can’t keep looking around the beach. You probably won’t notice those two girls getting closer to the restroom where your slut is tied up. By the time you do, you’re running out of time, and you need to act quickly.
I’m ready for this scenario. I need to change a few things. Obviously, I can’t keep watching the stream. I have to give up live control of the toys, and let the pre-made pattern do the job. It’s not the best, but we have to settle for this. The pattern starts with a minute long low intensity vibration which I don’t really do by hand. I use stops to defuse the situation. Kate should be able to recognize this, and realize that we have visitors. Hopefully, she’ll try to keep quiet.
I don’t have time to waste. Maybe they are just headed to the other bench. You know, that bench closest to the restroom. The one I didn’t want to sit on. It might have been a mistake but who cares. From now on, I’ll take no risks. There’s no one else around, it’s probably just the two of them. That’s good. They walk to the bench and sit down. They notice me, start whispering to each other and giggling.
-Hey! Do you have some booze? – the blonde asks as I get closer.
They already seem to be tipsy, and the bottle in her hand is almost empty. Luckily, I have a bottle of rum in my backpack. Kate needed something, you know. Now, it can serve a second purpose: the girls ask me to join them. They seem to be friendly, especially the blonde one. Her name is Jenny, the shy brunette is Nicky. I can keep an eye on them and guard the restroom. That one bottle of rum isn’t a huge price for this. Alcohol is a real problem solver in certain situations.
-We sneaked out. Our parents would kill us, but they won’t notice. We did the same yesterday. We wanted to meet some cute guys, but there’s seriously no one out there… – Jenny goes on and on and on. Her rambling isn’t too important. I’m not even paying attention anymore. I know more than I need.
They are complete opposites. Jenny is friendly, and the more she drinks, the more she talks. Nicky, on the other hand, barely says anything. She just drinks quietly. It doesn’t matter though, Jenny tells me everything about her as well. They’re both 18, they’ve been best friends for over 10 years. Jenny had a boyfriend and slept with him a few times, but they broke up about 4 months ago. Nicky is a virgin, she never had a boyfriend. Good to know. I’ll just let her talk, and…
-Be right back, I need to pee.
The sentence that drags me back into reality. In the last couple of minutes, I kind of lost track of what Jenny was talking about. Don’t blame me, my mind just got overwhelmed with all the information. Jenny didn’t expect me to reply to her venting about her parents, the boys, school, this boring town. But this, right here, this piece of information is crucial. I knew this was going to happen, and yet, I don’t have a plan. Fuck, she’s quick, and my mind is slow. She’s only a few steps away from the door. I need to do something. Now.
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