Little girl lost. Part 2

Her smirk did nothing to ease my panic. I pulled at the device and if anything it only tightened.

"I can't. I'm so sorry, I just got curious and now I can't get it off."

"Aww poor girl. Well jail for you then."

"No!" I shout the word out as fear trickles through my veins. Her face hardens at my yell, and she steps forward her naked breasts almost touching me.

"Do you really think you're in a position to be yelling right now Ella Durley? I think not."

I feel my face heat up as she looks my body up and down. Her next words surprise me.

"I like your top. Can I have it?" It's a plain white t-shirt with a lacy neckline. Why would she want it?

"Sure." I whisper. She skips across the room and returns with a pair of scissors.

"Cool." She says before pulling me towards her with a grip on the shirt, and slides the blade of the scissors against the fabric.

She slices right up my side, just in front of my arm. "Oops." She giggles. "Kinda sliced your bra there. Do you want me to leave it as it is, or take it off?"

I don't know why I go with that choice. Perhaps it's because I can feel the bra slipping down my chest already, or perhaps it's because some kind of excitement bubbles inside of me like an overheated pot of water. But for whatever reason, I tell her to remove it.

I stand there wearing only my leggings, my hands still restrained when she leaves the room. She returns with a denim top that ties at the sides.

After slipping it over my head she laces up the sides and beckons me to follow her to her own room. She questions me whilst getting dressed.

"Did you like the magazines? " My face must be bright red. I burn with embarrassment but nod my head. I see there's no point in lying. It is what it is.

"Ok. I'm going to get dressed now and I won't be able to keep an eye on you properly. Face the TV, crossed legged and put your hands on your head."

I do exactly what she orders. I must be on my best behaviour. I don't think I can be sent to prison for what I've done but I know she'll be able to put me in a cell for the night.

Holding this position some how excites me, and before I know it my juices are spreading. My nipples have hardened and feel even more sensitive. They rub against the rough denim of the top leant to me.

My pussy aches as I keep my legs spread in the crossed position, and I squirm rubbing against my own foot to try and ease it.

"Stay the fuck still Ella! Or I swear to God himself I will tie you down." I stop. Is it bad that the thought of her tying me up only excites me further.

I don't understand this.

I'm completely straight. A one man gal. How am I even turned on?

"Right I have to take a phone call Ella." She says from behind me. "I want you to keep your position but if you wish, you can click the red button on the remote for the TV to come on. That's it. What's your friends name?"

"Yes ma'am. Ethan, is my friends name. Thank you. Miss." I have to address her this way. She's a police officer and I feel strange to not address her respectfully.

The door shuts and as soon as I hear it, I reach for the remote. I need to take my mind off things. I click the red button then chuck it out of the way before placing my hands back on my head.

The sound reaches my ears before anything shows on the screen. It's a female's loud moaning. Oh no. Please don't be porn. I'm not allowed to move again.

Then the pornographic film reveals itself. It's a teacher with two female students. She orders the students to do things to one another, and if they don't obey fast enough she whips their backsides with her cane. One girl is then laid upon her desk while her school friend licks her pussy.

When she doesn't speed up at her teachers command, the teacher uses a dildo to force her speed. She rams the toy into the girls pussy over and over again. Fucking her over the desk whilst screaming at her to lick faster.

My hips are continuously moving as if I'm the girl in the film. I can't help it. A small moan escapes me and as soon as it does, I turn around to try and concentrate on something different.

She stands there watching me.

She never left the room.

"Turn back around and watch it Ella. I didn't tell you to move." Her voice is deeper. More sexual than before, and I obey her straight away.

I've never been this excited. And whenever I have got excited, I've sorted it. I've never had to hold back and the fact that I've been ordered to keep a certain position and not move is killing me.

I continue to watch. Now the girls use a huge double ended dildo and ride each end. Their mistress telling them to go faster, occasionally rubbing their clits or squeezing their nipples. When one comes, squirting her juices against her friends body she's forced to speed up while she licks her come off of the girl.

My body begins to move again and moans leave me. This is torment. I feel her hands come from behind. She keeps her hands on top of the denim, rubbing my tits.

"Are you being a bad girl Ella?" I push my breasts against her hands. The rough denim stimulating my swollen nipples.

"Ahh. Yes officer, I'm being a bad girl." She strokes her hand down my stomach and slips it into my leggings. I go to look what she's doing when she yanks my hair forcing my head back up.

"Tut, tut, tut. No bad girl. I told you to watch the TV. Don't look anywhere else." I watch again. There's somebody else starring in the film now.

A male student.

He stands with his back against the wall completely naked and a girl is ordered to ride his dick by pushing her back against him.

She must keep standing while she fucks him. I feel the toy as the officer slips it into my cotton panties, and then she turns it on before going back to my nipples.

Again above the top.

The vibrations are light, but I already feel like coming. Her teeth nibble at my neck as I watch the girl pounding her arse against the male student.

Her legs spread wide allow the other female student to get between her legs and suck on her clit.

"Ahh." I'm about to come when she releases my tits and removes herself from the bed.

"Come on then. Let's take you to Ethans."

I struggle to stand with the light vibrations running against me, and Once I'm up I try to get my still restrained hands into my leggings.

"No!" She snaps. "Leave that there for the ride. We're going to be having some fun."

She throws all of the items from the bed into the cardboard box and walks through the door, Before turning back to me. "Oh, and don't you dare fucking come. Save it!"