Deak With It

(Please enjoy the revised story I decided to do for this one. I think it's MUCH better now)

Cameron was an intern at Wall-street, guaranteed twice the stress for only half the money… With that in mind it was no wonder the young man had picked up a coping mechanism. With the stresses of the day always weighing on his shoulders he took any chance he could to unwind, though this wasn’t without it’s own frustrations. Do to his tight income, he wasn't exactly able to pay his dealer in the most timely of fashions, and there was only so much she would let slide because of her looks.

Sadly, patience is a finite commodity when dealing with money owed and unfortunately for poor Cameron it was time to pay the piper. But with no money to give and his next paycheck too far away for his dealer’s liking the two had to come to a… “agreement”. His dealer Ursula had always had a thing for her stressed out little client, and wouldn’t mind letting the debt be squashed in exchange for.. “Some time alone.”

Cameron thought that he had entered a porno for a second. A beautiful alternative blonde, willing to have his body in exchange for money? Hell, she even offered that if he spent the entire day on her bed, she’d thrown in an eighth. It was a done deal as far as the studiedly intern was concerned. Agreeing to the terms she lead her new plaything home, blissfully unaware for the day in-store for him.

As things progressed, it slowly dawned on Cameron that he may have been out of his element. Restraints were brought out right away with Ursula making it very clear who they would be used on. Before the young man knew what hit him, he was helpless on the beautiful girl’s bed, resting comfortably on an abundance of plushies and pillows. The sexy stretched her body in preparation of what came next.

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Cameron could hardly catch his breath, his lungs burning almost as hot as his rigid cock as his tormentress continued her sensual ways. Between her fingers dancing along his ribs and Ursula’s tongue swirling never-ending against his bulbs head, poor Cameron couldn’t tell where he was anymore. The talented mouth of his dealer was able to find ever sweet spot of his undercarriage and tease it into submission, much like her fingers on his upper body. Thanks to the bounds there was no way of stopping her delicate digits from exploring every inch of his rippled frame, no way of being granted any reprieve.

It became overwhelmingly clear how Cameron was going to paying back what he owed. He would stay right one her bed: sweating, shivering, and begging for any shred of mercy the blonde might have on him. A slave to her fetish of tickling and teasing men to their very limit, only to endure the pleasure way past that. His nerves a blaze with ticklish agony as her nails made contact with his nipples. He was done for, and she knew it.

Sadly, until his debt was payed and his dealer was satisfied Cameron would just have to deal with it.
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Fantastic work CC

I envy him.

Nice situation for sure! Thanks for posting this.