Performance

You're led into the dark room, a firm hand on your neck as you totter forward on the heels they dressed you in. You're not used to ones this high or with as thin a heel.

In the middle of the room you can see a cone of light, sharply defining a circular area about 10 feet across. The hand thrusts you forward into the circle, causing you to overbalance and ungracefully land on your ass on the hard floor.

Looking around, you sense more than see people sitting in big armchairs, set well back from the light. Only hints of reflections show them to you at all, the rustles and gentle susurration of their whispers the only evidence that they're there.

As you lie in the bright light, you hope that it doesn't betray any stray hairs on your body after the hours you spent carefully preparing yourself for this event. You're not sure you can afford for them to find fault.

A man dressed all in black, with a faceless mask, throws something at you, landing it on your stomach as you lie sprawled on the floor.

As you look down, you realise it's a dildo, black and ominous in its girth.

A gruff voice sounds out.

“Well, girl, what are you waiting for? Masturbate for us. Show us what you are. Put on a show.”

You gingerly take hold of the dildo, nervously contemplating how you're going to fit this between your labia.

As your mental gaze turns inward, a second item is thrown at you, this a stepped butt plug of merely large proportions, as opposed to the massive dildo.

You gulp nervously as you contemplate them.

“Your cunt seems to be leaking enough you won't need any lube,” the voice says, and you realise that he might well be right.

The combination of the unknown audience and the build-up has you wetter than you can ever remember.

Deciding to take the opportunity whilst it lasted, you take the plug and drag it through your slit, picking up as much of your natural lube as you can.

No matter how you parse it, this is going to hurt so good.

Having slicked it up, you centre it and then start to push. Your anus resists at first, but with a grunt you force it to spread wide enough to accept the width of the plug, finally sinking home with a grunt.

God, you're feeling full already.

You take up the dildo again. Perversely, having the plug in has caused you to grow even wetter.

Perhaps it was the humiliation of having to put the plug in with an audience?

You bring the head of the dildo to your cunt and rub it up and down your slit, trying to lubricate as much as possible before you have to bow to the inevitable.

As the dildo grazes across your lips and the hard little nub of your clit, your arousal rises and you find yourself rising in lust.

Soon you can restrain yourself no more and you position the dildo at the entrance and gently start to thrust it home.

You feel it pushing into you, stretching you all the time, making your cunt burn as it stretches to accommodate the girth. You feel the head of it passing the plug in your ass and pushing deep into your cunt.

Almost before you can believe it, the dildo is buried to its end into your cunt, filling you like you've never felt before.

You begin to draw it back out and feel it pulling the lips of your cunt out into an almost tent-like shape. You strum the fingers of your other hand over your clit as you thrust it back in, to the audible sound of a squelch, and you let out a deep plosive breath as it bottoms out again.

Satisfied that you have the measure of the toys, you start to move the dildo with a rhythm, keeping up the constant attention to your needy clit.

You gasp and breathe hard as the dildo moves into and out of you, fully aware of the unknown number of eyes watching you fuck yourself with this toy.

You go to roll over onto your hands and knees for better access, losing one of your shoes in the process. Rising up, presenting your ass to those behind you, the base of the plug stark between your white cheeks.

You start to thrust the dildo with abandon now, forgetting the eyes upon you and focusing only on satisfying the need that is building between your legs.

You start to pant in time to the thrusts, rising towards that inevitable peak, closer with every thrust.

Just as you are about to crest, the dildo is ripped from your hands and cunt, leaving it gaping wide, grasping and swallowing, trying to find the thick dildo that was stretching it so very wide seconds before.

The voice returns.

“Enough, girl. We said you were to masturbate, not cum.”

You drift down from that peak, your orgasm ruined.