Cocktease
Poppy sat at her desk playing her favorite game with the group she hangs out with. She always had her webcam on and wore skimpy little outfits. Today, her blonde hair cascaded down to her thighs which were barely covered by a black skirt. She didn't wear a bra and her shirt barely covered the swell of her breasts. From the view of the web cam her friends could see the tops of her thigh high socks.
"Poppy, how're you feeling today?" AJ asked. Poppy looked over to her other screen, where her video chat app was open, and giggled. "I'm high and feeling fucking good AJ." He laughed with her and they continued gaming. AJ's best friend Blake joined the call. Blake constantly tried to flirt with Poppy.
"What's that blanket behind you for Poppy?" Blake said to her, instantly spotting the blanket spread on the floor in front of her TV. Poppy just giggled "Uh, nothing."
"I think it's for me and you Poppy, to make a show." AJ said in a low voice. His voice was so smooth in Poppy's ears. Of course the drugs made her so horny she could barely behave. His webcam wasn't on but she started to imagine AJ's predator like, light blue eyes. She thought about the top of his blonde head between her thighs.
Poppy scoffed half heartedly and blurted: "What makes you think you should be able to fuck me?" There was a striking silence in the call, Poppy had expected to hear laughing.
"I'll be right back." AJ said, disconnecting from the call. Poppy felt a small pang of sadness. She felt like she had spoken too sharply. "Don't worry about him, Poppy. He'll cool off and come back." That was that, they carried on with their game. Blake was definitely more empathetic than AJ. AJ went through life as caveman as possible, seducing when he had the need for sex. Poppy had never seen Blake, but his voice was sweet and deep.
Some time later, Poppy heard a knock at her door. "Come on Poppy, open up." Surprise bit at Poppy's skin. She hurried to the door and opened it. "AJ what're you doing here?" She squealed out. When she opened the door, he was wearing a hood. Poppy would know his voice anywhere, though she was disappointed she didn't get to see more of his face. He swooped her up into a tight hug, and held her for a few moments longer than socially acceptable. He whispered: "I'm here to make use of that tight cunt. Blake is going to watch our show from your webcam." His grip on her tightened and he began pushing her back into her apartment.
"You think you could wear those slutty outfits for this long and nothing was going to happen?" His voice turned to a low growl. AJ flipped her onto her stomach and took out a pair of handcuffs. Poppy felt the cuffs against her wrists and winced in pain when AJ clicked them shut. She felt him crouch over her ass, pushing up her skirt. "Hm, I would have bet money that you didn't wear underwear." He said, snapping her thong against her skin. Her body lurched forward from the sudden pain. Poppy felt her pussy puffing out, and her heart was racing. She couldn't decide if it was from excitement or fear.