Jerky Girl.

Most women would find the things I do for him degrading and strange. I find them erotic and beautiful. He told me to come downstairs, and without hesitation, I was kneeling next to his leg. He put on a blindfold and had me stand in front of him. Now, adjusting to being in complete darkness, I can hear him walking away. As he returns, this loud piercing sound follows. I know he wanted me to hear whatever it was he had. He says nothing while he places this object down and instructs me to undress. Standing naked in front of him, he tells me to get on my hands and knees and he will help me into a trashcan. I try and move with swiftness down to the floor, but the idea of being “helped into a trashcan” is hard for me to grasp at the moment, and slows me down. I can’t see his face, but I know he is smiling. He read my body language, and that was enough for him to get excited. He says to me with this familiar tone to his voice that would have me do anything he said, “I’m going to stuff you in this trashcan, and you are going to please the customers however they wish. Do you understand?” I reply quickly, “yes, Sir.”

Imagine if you will, a basic silver trashcan – round - with no room to do anything. I’m bent inside with just my ass sticking out, and before I can find a way to get comfortable, I hear voices and footsteps coming my way. Where instinct would tell one to panic - to find a way out – I look for ways to show him how eager I am to please. I will always do as he tells me. I feel hands running over my ass, and then a sharp sting. One hand has taken over and is spanking me roughly. My owner laughs and says to the room, “She can handle more than that, let me show you!” He opens up the cabinet where there is a plethora of other objects to use on me – for his amusement, of course. If he is going to show these over-excited men just how much I can take, I know exactly what he will choose. Just as quickly as I heard him walk away, he returns, and a familiar sound and feel strikes my ass. I scream loudly inside the trashcan – it echoes in my ears - he is using the cane. All the men are laughing and saying they want their turn now. I know he has handed it someone else, because they don’t strike as hard as he would. My ass and lower thighs become numb to the canning, my screams only seem to be heard by me, and now, I feel fingers inside my pussy and ass – finger fucking me hard. So hard, I can feel the trashcan start to move from side-to-side. Next, this man now shoves his cock deep inside my wet pussy and fucks me hard. He quickly pulls out and cums all over my ass. My owner takes a water hose and cleans me off. I know he’s aware that as he’s cleaning me, the trashcan is being filled with water. The next guy takes his turn by shoving his cock deep in my ass as he rubs my clit. He grunts loudly and just as quickly as the other man, I can feel his load shoot deep inside. I’m told to squeeze it out, but as I push that hot cum out of my ass, again, I feel the water hose cleaning me off…filling up my trashcan once again. Four more men take turns using my holes, cumming on me – in me - and as before, the hose is used to clean me off, and fill up the trashcan.

My owner has told the guys to leave now. He makes his way towards me and I can hear him turn on the water hose again. He slides the hose in the trashcan with me, and I notice my trashcan filling up with water, slowly. It doesn’t take much more water until I am completely submerged. He takes his hand and starts to play with my pussy. His touch always makes me melt. I want to cum, I want to breathe, too. I know to always ask for permission before he allows me to orgasm for him, but I realize that the jerking movements coming from the trashcan will not suffice – my voice is the only way I will get to cum. My body twitches, my ass is wriggling and I am holding my breath as hard as I am fighting the urge to cum. His fingers are still deep inside my pussy, fucking me hard, and right now, he not only controls my orgasm, but my breath as well right. The feelings are so intense as my lungs start to burn.

I’m not sure which is turning him on more. The way the men used me, my ass sticking out of a trashcan, me being submerged in water, or the fact that I need to cum so hard, and can’t. I hold my breath tightly. It feels like an eternity, but I notice the water level is going down. He’s draining it - he’s ready for his orgasm. As the water drains, he finger fucks my hole harder and faster. Once my mouth and nose can take a breath, I pant loudly. I breathe heavy. I yell in the trashcan, “May I please cum for you, please!!!!” he asks again, as another way to toy with me and make me wait, “are you ready to cum for me, girl?” I gasp again for air and say, “yes, please, Sir, may I cum for you?!” He counts down from 10, and once I hear him say, “one,” I cum hard on his hand. So hard that even as he leaves his fingers inside me, I am ready to cum once more. I yell from my trashcan, “May I cum again, please!!” He tells me to wait. I can her him unzip his pants and pull out his cock. With one hand he jerks his dick off over my ass, his other, deep in my pussy. I hear him say, “three…two…one…cum with me, cum with me now, jerky girl!” My body still twitching from cumming hard just moments ago, I give him my orgasm, and he shoots his sperm all over my ass and pussy.

He puts his cock back in his pants, zips up and helps me out of the trashcan. I can do nothing but fall to the ground. He sits next to me on the floor and lifts my head onto his lap. He brushes the hair off my face and says in his version of a loving voice, “good girl.” I look up and smile. I pleased him well tonight, and that is all I ever want to do.

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