Thread: The Submission of Sara Williams (Mistress MessedupRP & Samanthab)

Sara was having too much fun to notice the sound of the garage door opening, but she couldnt help but hear Ms. Dunmeyer calling for her. In a panic Sara stumbled over to the closet and tried to reach up to seach for the keys, but her fingertips only barely touched the bottom most shelf. With a grunt of effort she tried moving closer until the boots on her feet were bumping up against the cupboard. Biting down hard on the ball in her mouth she grunted and strained, puling at the chain, stretching out her fingers as she tried to sweep her hand over the shelf, but she couldnt see or feel any keys. She let out a small squeak and jumped, almost tipping over onto her ass when she heard the older woman's voice behind her. Quickly she tried to shuffle away but she couldn't hide the state she was in. She knew she was a sweaty mess in her clothes and she could feel the drool running out her mouth and down her chin as she looked toward the brunette. She flinched and tried to shuffle away as Margaret strode toward her and grabbed her by the belt restraining her hands. Sara gasped when she felt the older woman grope her ass, her pussy throbbed at the touch and she let out a low moan. Sara relaxed when Margaret told her she had no intention of telling her parents, Sara would never have been able to explain this to them but she let out a grunt of surprise and looked up questioningly as the belt around her was locked to a chain on the wall. As soon as her arms were unlocked Sara reached up to try to undo the gag, whimpering and grunting as she fumbled with the straps. Her fingers brushed against the small padlock however and she remembered that she had locked it on as well. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she thought miserably to herself. As Margaret began to speak again Sara listened to what she was saying, a pit forming in her stomach as she was commanded to strip. Her head shot up when the older woman delivered her ultimatum. Pheaph, ooo! Sara tried to wail through the gag. On ell y phareph! She begged Margarent not to tell on her. But the older woman was already leaving and Sara knew she had no choice. As soon as the door was closed Sara began to strip, her corset and shirt were easy and she had no underwear on today but her pants, that took some effort, First she had to pull them free of the boots then slide them off her body. She was grunting and hissing out breath as she finally threw them in a pile with everything else and then knelt on the floor waiting for Ms. Dunmeyer to come back. When the older woman finally came back and began setting up the camera Sara blushed and looked away, trying to cover her body as she did, she shuddered when she heard the click of the shutter n the camera, not wanting to look up. But she was forced to when Margaret cupped her chin, forcing the young woman to look into her eyes. Sara let out a whimper and her whole body shuddered as she felt the crop rub along her pussy. She could feel her juices starting to leak out and was surprised at how aroused she was suddenly becoming. Sara felt the cuffs lock back on her wrists and she pulled against them even as she kept her eyes on Ms Dunmeyer. The young woman shuddered as her parents friend told her that she was going to fuck her, but it was a shudder of well...excitement. She had known Ms. Dunmeyer a bit due to her friendship with Sara's parents but had never really thought of her in any sort of romantic or sexual way, but now, now seeing her like this, she let out another moan, one of pleasure.