Only Fans Keyholder Pt 01

Never meet your heroes. That's what they always say, and I think I've learnt my lesson. Obviously people more often say this about actors, musicians or authors. People who can never live up to what you have built them up to be. Not so many people say this about OnlyFans models. And what happens if they turn out to be so much more than you built them up to be...

She's an incredible woman. Tall and pale, her neon pink hair often tied back in a ponytail revealing the blue undercut below. Tattoos flowing across her body, accenting her every curve. Her OnlyFans was mostly pictures of her in various outfits, camera on floor, her audience looking up at her. I still remember the one that first caught my attention. Knee high leather boots, latex black mini skirt and matching corset. A glimpse of her pussy from within the shadows of her skirt. I was hooked.

I was subscribed for years after this, one of hundreds of thousands. She was a top creator, top 0.1%. And I jacked off to her daily. Every morning, every night, and every new post in-between. I was obsessed. The moment I got the notification of a new post I just had to see it, no matter where I was or what I was doing. If not it just played on my mind, and I could think of nothing else till I saw her. The problem with that is each post got me harder than the last, and there was only one way of dealing with that. Before I knew it I'd find myself sneaking off somewhere to secretly jack off to a picture of her showing off her new jet black butt plug or something similar.

One time I was out shopping, grabbing some last minute Christmas presents, I'm sure you can imagine just how busy it was. When I felt the all too familiar buzz in pocket. It got to the point where I could detect the difference in notifications, the second vibrate was a fraction of a second shorter for OnlyFans. My mind started racing, picturing her in hundreds of new outfits, doing countless different things. I had to see it. I quickly found a quiet corner of the store and whipped my phone out. A short 5 second clip of her kneeling on the floor, bouncing on a huge black dildo. She was wearing strappy black lingerie, holding her perfect tits in place as they bounced with her. She threw her head back in pleasure as one hand rubbed her clit and the other played with her pierced nipple. Oh My God. I could feel my dick grow immediately. Next thing I knew I was sat in the cubicle of a public toilet unbuckling my jeans, a wet spot already forming on my underwear. Quietly jacking off to her video on loop. Other times I ended up in the furthest corner of a parking lot to quickly jerk it, hoping no-one would see. Or possibly at my most desperate, during a stroll through the park, I retreated from the path as far into the bushes as I could manage to crouch. Desperately making myself cum to a video of her sucking on the very same dildo she had previously been riding.

But it wasn't till the day she sent me a private message that my life really changed forever.

"You are my lucky top 10 subscribers. Longest subscribers and top tippers. As a thank you for all your support over the years here is your chance to finally meet me. €500 entry fee will get your name in the pot. The winner... gets to come see me and star in my next video!"

I left work immediately when I read it. No excuses just got up and walked out, straight home. I barely remember the drive, all I could think about was her. Imagine. Me and her, her bouncing on my dick just as she had that dildo. Her moaning MY name in pleasure. I immediately sent over the €500 and didn't leave my house for the full two day wait until the draw. I must have jacked off to her 12 times in that 48hrs.

She streamed the draw to all 10 of us live. This part I remember like it was yesterday, she was wearing a full latex dress with a cut out displaying her perfect cleavage. The dress was so tight to her skin you could perfectly make out her pierced nipples underneath. Shuffling our names around in black velvet bag, she pulled one out. You guessed it. Mine. I lost my mind. I had a bag packed and flights to USA (nearly another £500) paid for before the end of the day, despite me not needing to fly out for another 3 weeks. I decided in that time to stop my jacking off to her, I wanted to build up the biggest load I'd ever had to impress her. Coating her face in rope after rope on camera, I couldn't wait. As someone that was previously pleasuring themselves at least 2 times per day this was quite the challenge. But the thought of what was to come, pun intended, saw me through.

The moment my plane landed I felt the familiar buzz, she had sent me across the address of the hotel room she had booked out. Also a new post of her laid on a bed, legs spread, playing with her pussy, shaved apart from a neon pink landing strip to match her hair. Captioned: 'All ready, wet and waiting to fuck my lucky top subscriber.' I threw my bag into the nearest cab and headed straight over, not even bothering to check in to my own hotel. I had to keep my bag on my lap for the entire journey, hiding my ever growing erection from the cab driver. It was throbbing so hard in anticipation it felt like it could burst through my jeans. My balls were so swollen and sensitive after denying them release, the pressure of my erection now pressing against them. I could even feel the steady drips of precum leaking out as I pictured myself bending her over and taking her in every corner of the room. Imagining all her other subscribers jacking off to the videos, wishing they were me.

I was finally there. Stood outside the hotel room door. Shaking with nerves, I raised my hand and knocked. I couldn't quite believe it when she opened the door. She looked all the more beautiful in person, astounding. She smiled brightly as she greeted me and I could barely find the words to respond.

"Uh..h.hi."

She chuckled as I stared at her perfect tits pushed together in a red buckled leather bra, she was wearing it with a red leather collar, matching buckled leather panties and black fishnets. My dick throbbed harder as I looked at her, all my dreams personified. She stepped back and let me into the room. An array of tripods were set up holding various cameras and lights all pointing toward the bed, she had laid out a black sheet across it ready for us.

"Thank you for coming, and thank you for being such a great subscriber!"

She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, her tits brushing across my chest. Even that felt incredible.

"Everything is set up and rolling for us, so I thought if you're comfortable we can get stuck straight in to get any awkwardness out the way then we can hang out for a bit after and film any other bits we have time for?"

I simply gulped and nodded.

"Haha, you'll relax as we get into the swing of things don't worry."

She pulled me forward to stand at the foot of the bed, dropping my bag out of shot. She pulled my top off and kissed me deeply, grabbing the back of my head and pushing her tongue into my mouth. I felt my cock swell as she did. Then the panic set in. Why in God's name had I thought it was a good idea to not jack off for 3 weeks before this. The biggest sexual experience of my life and I was ready to blow before my jeans were even off. She slowly knelt on the ground. Not breaking eye contact as she did, she licked her lips as she began unbuckling my jeans. Fuck, I couldn't even look at her. So unbelievably hot, every second I looked at her brought me closer and closer to blowing my load. She pulled down my jeans.

"Oh.."

She looked at the huge sticky mess of precum that had built, now a large wet spot on my underwear.

"N..no. It's not. I've not. It's."

"Ohhh is someone, just a bit excited for what's to come!"

I nodded. She started to pull down my boxers and I watched as clear strands of precum stretched from the tip of my cock to my boxers as they fell to the floor. She paused for a couple of seconds that felt like an eternity, just looking at it expressionless. I'd never really thought about my cock size before, just assumed I was average. But looking down at it now, then at her unimpressed face, then back at my cock uselessly bouncing in the air dripping precum, it looked so small. My balls red swollen and tight up against my body didn't help the look. A pang of embarassment caused my dick to twitch sending the precum falling to the floor.

"Urm, well I guess we'll see what we can do with that"

She was clearly trying to make the best out of a bad situation.

She laid me back on the bed. My thoughts immediately turned to that clip of her bouncing on the huge black dildo, how pathetic my little cock was compared to that. What was I thinking. She teased her fingertips up my calf and toward my inner thigh. I held my breath, desperately trying to hold back. Her lips brushed my neck, I could feel it swelling inside. I thrusted uselessly into the air and groaned through gritted teeth, desperately trying to hold it back. But before I knew it I felt the tips of her sharp nails graze the underside of my balls. That was all it took.

My dick started bouncing furiously as I moaned. I felt all that pent up teasing of the last 3 weeks finally release. She flinched back, instinctively pulling away from me and just stood and watched. Thick streams of cum shot out of my cock, I felt the first land straight across my own face, coating my eyes and even reaching my hair. That familiar pang of embarrassment only made the orgasm worse, I groaned loudly again as the second stream landed across my beard and lips, and into my now open, moaning, mouth. Filling it with my own warm salty cum, what I didn't know at the time that this was a flavour I would become much more acclimatised to.

That's when I heard her laughing. I felt more cum shoot out covering my chest and stomach and the final few heavy drops dripping onto my now empty balls, my body shuddered as the last of the orgasm left me. And she was still laughing. I reached to wipe the cum from my face, before I felt her hand quickly grab my wrist and push it back into the bed.

"Uh-uh, what do you think you're doing?" Her tone of voice had changed dramatically as she held me down. "This is too good an opportunity to waste. I was hoping to get a big dicked subscriber to make me scream for my fans. But instead I get this pathetic premature cumming small dick loser!" She started laughing again. "Don't you dare move."

She released me and I heard her footsteps quickly run into the other room. I lay there, scared to move, hands where she left them either side of my head. Waiting for her to return. When she did I looked over at her and saw what she she was carrying. A mass of black cuffs and chains. She quickly grabbed each of my wrists and I felt the leather cuffs push over each, she pulled my hands further above my head. They clicked loudly as she fastened the handcuffs to the bed frame. She spread my legs as far as they would go and strapped them the same, to either side of the bed.

"First things first, don't be rude. Swallow your mouthful."

I dutifully swallowed the cum that had filled my mouth. With one finger she wiped the remaining drops that had landed onto my lips into my mouth as well. I swallowed it all again without hesitation. She looked down at me and started laughing again, giving my half limp cum soaked cock a hard flick as she did.

"I can't believe you thought that pathetic thing would satisfy me. I can't believe you thought I'd actually be able to shoot content with it. It's literally useless... in fact. I've got just the thing for you."

She grabbed her floor length fur coat from the wall behind her and wrapped it around herself, covering the lingerie beneath.

"You wait there, while I go grab something." She laughed as she realised what she'd said. "As if you have a choice. Actually, you know what? I'll show you how a real man fucks while you wait."

She took the second, smaller, camera from its tripod and wired it into the hotel's TV. Couple of clicks later and the screen is filled with a video. A video of her, ankles and wrists tied together with the exact same cuffs mine were at that moment. She was kneeling on a bed however, bent over. Displaying her perfect round ass and looking over her shoulder back at the camera. A large man walked into shot behind her, huge, dick swinging between his legs. Longer and girthier than mine, better in every way. He grabbed her, one hand on her waist, one in her hair. Pushing her face forcibly into the pillow. He propped one leg up on the side of the bed and spread her perfect pussy with the tip of his cock.

My eyes widened in shock, well as far as the cum glazing on my face would allow them to. I'd never seen her with another man before. All her content up until now had been solo. She smiled, watching my reaction.

"Yeah I'd been planning on spicing up my content going forward, the video with you was supposed to be the start of that. But you can't even handle someone breathing on your little dick without it going off. Anyway, I'll be back shortly with a little gift for my top subscriber. Watch and learn, this is what a woman wants."

She pointed at the TV with the remote. Turning the volume up so I could hear her moans more clearly, then up a couple more notches, uncomfortably loud to be having a TV in a hotel room.

"Oh and I won't be locking the door to the room. So I hope no-one gets curious enough to investigate the noises!"

She blew me a kiss and spun to leave, her coat twirling as she did. Giving me one last glimpse of that perfect plump ass in it's shiny red thong. As the door shut I looked back to the screen to see her getting fucked furiously, each thrust pushing her deeper into the mattress. Her hands curling tightly at the bed sheet, pulling at it as she moaned. Waves of jealously washed over me as I felt my dick slowly grow hard again. It's strange how attached you get to 'celebrities'. I'd watched and fantasied about her so much it had gotten to the point where it almost felt like we were in a relationship to me. Seeing her with another man, it felt like a betrayal. It didn't help how he was fucking her. Pounding her into the bed, pulling her hair, fucking her like she was a whore. And not the Goddess she was to me. But still I couldn't look away, and still my dick grew as jealous arousal took over me.

Footsteps in the hallway only reminded me of my situation. I pictured what I must look like. Naked, spread eagle on the bed. My own cum coating my face, chest, stomach, and pooling at the base of my erect cock. I prayed no-one came looking for the source of the moans on the TV, for fear of what they'd say, or worse, do. When they found me like this, helpless. That's when the realisation dawned. A glance away from the door to the camera at the foot of the bed only confirmed my fears. A flashing red light. Still recording. Recording everything. It felt like an age waiting for her to return, every noise and footstep caused my heart to freeze. Every so often I'd hear someone walk past and pause outside the door as she gagged loudly on the screen. Now being forced to take his cock as far down her throat as she could manage, spit drooling out the corners of her mouth.

"Any visitors?!" She shouted when she finally burst back into the room. I tried to sit up quickly, fearing it was someone else, but my restraints pulled me firmly back onto the bed. Laughing at me again she pointed at my erect dick.

"Looks like you've been enjoying the show anyway! Have you learnt anything or would that little thing explode if I tried to touch it again."

She took her coat back off and I couldn't help but stare at he perfect body again. She wasn't particularly skinny, but she wasn't large either. Just perfect soft curves. She strolled over to the bed, hips swaying as she walked. She placed a small red box onto my chest.

"This is for you. I've always been wanting to give it to the right person. And you seem like a perfect candidate."

Opening it she revealed what was inside. A metal wired chastity cage. I'd only seen a couple of these before, the thought had just never interested me. But what was she going to do? She couldn't put it on me? Could she? I suppose I was hardly in a position to stop her.

"Urm.. is that what I think it is?"

"Yes. Yes it is. I'm locking up your useless little dick up. If it can't bring pleasure to anyone else then you don't deserve to get pleasure from it yourself. That's fair isn't it?"

"But how? I mean... I'm not sure about this."

"Well I'm not sure you really have a choice. That little dick is mine now."

She switched off the TV just as he was jacking off over her face, ready to cover her face in cum. Just as I had done to my own. She pulled my cock and balls through the cold metal ring easily enough. And placed the the cage on the head of my now erect cock. She forcibly pushed my dick down to squeeze inside its new prison. Even through the pain I felt another orgasm beginning to build, thankfully I managed to hold it back. God knows what she'd have done to me if I'd leaked all over her hands. Eventually she had it secured, and with the click of the padlock my heart sank. What now?

She sat up and looked at me smiling, placing a necklace with a solitary key on it around her neck. No prizes for guessing what it was for.

"The way I see it. You have two choices. Get up and leave, get back on the plane you need to get back to wherever it was you flew here from. Accept a life without release, never being able to beat your tiny dick to picture of me or anyone else online again. Just waiting for the day I decide to show the world your brand new feature film." She pointed at the camera again.

"Or. You accept your fate and admit you're now my pet. I own you, and I own your dick. Do as you're told, come home with me. And pray that I'm merciful enough to allow you release when it pleases me."

I simply nodded. I had no choice.

" You accept you that you now belong to me?

"Yes?"

" Yess..."

"Yes Boss?"

"Mistress. Don't worry you have plenty of time to learn."

She jumped up gleefully and planted a kiss on the only clear patch of skin on my cheek.

"You've made a brilliant decision. We're going to have so much fun together."