Together Ssn 01

"Wonderful boobs."

"Mmm yeah bb."

"Ass."

"Check out my cam now and cum in 40 secs."

Frankie picks up her bra and slips an arm through a strap, and she gets a tip for "Naked," come up in the chat. Wanting to oblige the tipper, she drops the bra and slots her thumbs into her panties' waist and teases the voyeurs with a slow reveal. After about a minute, she commits to leaning forward and sliding the panties down to her knees, then, she sits back and pushes them down her legs and over her feet, dropping them with the bra by the laptop.

Sitting fully naked in front of her laptop, legs together to hide her pussy so she can entice a tip to see it, the chat compliments her body, "So sexy bb."

"I want you so bad bb."

"You are so hot."

"Ass right now for 1000tk."

"Girls waiting for sex in your area no cc no sign up."

Feeling unbelievably slutty like never before, Frankie watches as more complimentary tips come in for one token, five tokens, ten tokens, sixty nine tokens, creating a yellow wall of tips, only broken up by a comment in chat saying, "Ass, I'm begging please."

But, amidst all the kind tippers, a generous tip comes through for, "Cum show," and Frankie is all too happy to oblige the very generous donation. She spreads her legs and runs her fingertips up and down her pussy lips, barely touching the flesh.

The chat is out of control at this point with people tipping and saying, "Nice pussy bb."

"Yes, what a sweet pussy."

"I wanna lick you out."

"Want a BBC bb?"

"Ass or I leave."

Frankie zones out from the chat room and the fact she's on cam, and rests her head back as she presses her fingers more firmly against her clit and rubs it attentively. The adrenaline and euphoria wash over her as she tunes into the feeling and nothing else as she rubs herself and gets wetter in her pussy. Then, she slides her fingers down and hooks them inside her pussy and pulls up against her g-spot, and she makes sure to squeeze against her clit with the palm of her hand to maximise her efficiency of ecstasy.

Gasps and whimpers are voiced and picked up by the microphone to the joy of her viewers as more tips and more chat comes in oblivious to the masturbating model, saying, "I'm going to cum bb."

"Let me cum bb."

"She's really enjoying that."

"Look at her go."

"Yummy lady."

"Ass bb."

"I thought you were leaving if she didn't show ass?"

"She didn't say no, Bruv. Ass."

Frankie's moans get louder and more frequent as she writhes into the bed clothes and pounds her pussy with her fingers expertly, having explored herself thoroughly in the past. She tenses up, and presses her head and shoulders into the bed and pushes her body up, supported by pushing her feet into the bed. She fucks herself faster and moans satisfied until she cums, and she settles down like a deflating balloon onto the bed, moaning contentedly.

She sits up panting, catching her breath, and out of the corner of her eye, she sees her brother stood by the door, with the door closed behind him. Frankie's eyes widen, and her heart seems to stop, and she clicks, 'Stop broadcasting,' and shuts the lid on her laptop. "Freak!," she shouts in shock at her 18 year old brother, "How long have you been standing their you fucking perv!"

Her brother shushes her and says, "I was watching a lot of the show, when you were still dressed."

Frankie says, "You haven't been stood there this whole time?"

He replies, "No, I was in the chat room online. I came in for the cum show. Thought I would catch it live."

"Craig, why would you do that? I know you spy on me in the shower and getting dressed but this is fucked up you fucking freak."

Craig responds, saying, "What can I say? You're easy and I'm horny."

Frankie notices the bulge in her brother's pants and says, "Eww! You were wanking off to me? You fucking freak, I hate you so much."

"I didn't even get to finish," Craig says as his cock twitches in his pants, desperate for relief. "How about the real thing? I scratch your back and you scratch mine?"

Disgustedly, Frankie scoffs, "Uh, I just scratched myself thank you very much and I'm not doing anything with you... oh..."

In that moment, Craig gets his cock out for Frankie to see, and she whines annoyedly and asks, "Ooooooh, what do you want from me?"

"You could just suck me off? Let me cum in your mouth? Swallow my hot, salty load?," Craig asks coyly.

Frankie sits on her knees on the bed salivating as she stares fixedly at her brother's cock, and she says, "Oooooh, it does look really tasty. I wanna lick it so bad. It's not my brother's cock. It's someone elses. It's fine. It's fine... It's... Fine..."

Craig walks up to the side of the bed and asks, "So, is that a yes?"

Frankie leans forward to meet the throbbing meat and she states commandingly, "Stand there. Don't say anything. Don't move," and she licks up the head into her mouth with her tongue, hands free, and sucks the cock down to the balls slowly, and slowly backs off the cock and let's it hang, and goes on to say, "Do that, and we have a deal. I suck you off, swallow your cum, then you leave," and she leans down and laps up the cock into her mouth with her tongue again and slides down to the balls once more.

Frankie feels the throbbing cock fill her mouth, guiding it with her tongue and lips in and out of her throat brushing her tonsils and coating the cock thickly with her saliva. She isn't even thinking about who's cock this is; which is why she is sucking it on all fours on the bed so she doesn't have to look up at her brother's face. As far as she is concerned, this is just one of the jocks from college she knew but fell out of touch with. Just meat for her pleasure.

Craig has all kind of thoughts speeding through his head as he is getting sucked off. He is entirely thinking about who it is who is taking his cock into her throat, and he is relishing it. As he watches his sister's hair bounce back and forth as it drapes over her head and around his groin, the perverted brother leans back to try to get a better glimpse of his sister's face.

It doesn't take long for Craig to build up for ejaculation, holding it back as long as possible until he can't help but burst it all out, and burst it does, all inside Frankie's mouth and trickling down her throat. She coughs as she tries to stop the cum going down the wrong way down her throat, and she swallows every last bit in a few goes to make sure every last bit is gone, and she looks up and opens her mouth wide to show her brother her mouth is clean. She says, "There. Now fuck off, freak."

Craig stands there for a moment, not wanting to move, and Frankie sits there and asks, "What?"

Craig says, "I'm thinking about fucking you in the pussy."

Frankie shouts, "Out. Now! I can call Mom in here and she'll see you in here with me naked and I'll just tell her you barged in here while I was changing and you would be in so much trouble. Actually, that sounds good! Mom?"

Craig backs away and slips his cock back into his pants and says, "Ok, Ok, I'll leave you alone," and he opens the door and leaves, looking up and down the landing to see if their parent's were around, and he turns an reaches for the door handle, and, as he pulls the door shut, he teases, "For now," and Frankie throws her smartphone at the door as it shuts, and it smacks off it, landing on her floor with a thud.

With her brother gone, Frankie's heart races and pounds in her ears, and she hyperventilates as she sits on her bed. She tries to take increasingly deeper breaths to control her breathing as thoughts about what just happened flood her mind. Is this going to be a regular thing now? I thought everything was going to be normal? This isn't normal. What do I do?

Frankie flips up the lid on her laptop to the website still open, but logged out of her account, so she signs back in and sees her token balance in the corner of the screen, '4892 tokens,' it reads. Her heart almost jumps out of her chest with joy and excitement at this revelation. Maybe camming can be something she can work on to feel better about herself.

Over the next couple of months, Frankie spends much more time in her room performing on Wankie Talkie for hundreds of viewers, and she is making a lot of money and becoming very popular. Not only has she made over a grand from her tips over this time, but she has been supporting some of her favourite cam models, and, has recently been in touch with one in particular.

Pleasant Cummings, 22, is a veteran of the camming world. For over three years, she has been streaming from her, 'House of Desires,' being a mistress or dominatrix on camera for those who want it, or more simply performing classy sexual acts clad in latex or lace. She hits thousands of views daily and makes a lot of money doing what she does; more money than Frankie is making let's say.

Mistress Cummings took note of Frankie's enthusiasm in her streams and decided to check her out, making appearances in Frankie's chat, to her delight. Through the exchange of private messages, the two models have arranged a meet at Mistress Cummings' place.

With a nervous knock on the door, Frankie, dressed in her finest jeans, boots, and hooded jacket, awaits. Moments which feel like a slow-motion eternity later, the door opens to reveal Mistress Cummings, dressed evocatively in knee-high leather boots, thigh-high black lace stockings held up by suspenders, a gorgeous, expensive-looking, embroidered lace, red and black bodysuit that wraps tightly around her crotch, hugs her body, and cups her breasts elegantly with a perfect outline, with adjustable shoulder straps pulled tight to her shoulders; around her neck is a black lace choker, and her arms up to past her elbow are wrapped in exquisite, red and black lace gloves, perfectly formed to her hands and fingers with no wrinkles. Her dark brown hair flows in silky waves to her shoulders, framing her facial features as if from a renaissance painting.

"Welcome to my house, Frankie," greets Mistress Cummings, and invites her guest, "Please come in," as she steps aside to allow Frankie inside.

As she enters, Frankie says, "Thank you for having me around. It's a pleasure to meet you in person. I think I just came when you opened the door."

They laugh together at the joke, and Pleasant says, "Well, there will be plenty of time for that. Allow me to make you a drink. Tea? Coffee?"

Frankie follows Mistress Cummings into the kitchen, and asks in return, "What do you drink?"

Pleasant responds by saying, "Green tea. I find it makes me more relaxed and open for long streams."

Frankie says, "I normally drink coffee, but I'm interested to try some green tea."

Pleasant asks, "Are you sure?"

Frankie confirms with an emphatic nod, saying, "Sure!"

Frankie unzips her hooded jacket to reveal a black lace catsuit underneath, and, after Pleasant fills the kettle with water and puts it on to boil, she turns and notices Frankie's outfit as she sits on a stool on the other side of the kitchen island, and Pleasant comments, "I've seen that catsuit before on your streams. Did you wear that out to come here?"

Frankie blushes slightly, which is unusual for her as she rarely does even at her most shameless, and she replies, "Yeah, I feel naked wearing it. So slutty. I love it!"

Pleasant laughs as she leans on the kitchen island counter with straight arms and says, "Oh! So the slut doesn't stay in the bedroom. You're a naughty girl who wants to be seen by the world. I can work with that, in due course."

Frankie blushes harder and more noticeably, and curls up with embarrassment, feeling like she's being called out by her idol. Mistress Cummings looks at her and says, "I didn't think of you as the shy type, or to be so easily embarrassed."

Frankie defensively says, "I'm not shy, or embarrassed... usually... but, I can't help how I'm feeling right now."

Mistress Cummings turns to the boiled kettle and pours water into two mugs with green tea bags in, strains and discards the tea bags in a bin, and picks up the mugs. As she turns around, Pleasant says, "I understand how you are feeling right now. Try to relax and enjoy it. Here," and she places a mug in front of Frankie, who picks it up by the handle, blows the top of the tea to cool it, and sips. The bitterness of the tea hits, making her wince, but, she goes for a second sip. Pleasant asks, "What do you think? First time?"

Frankie responds after swallowing a sip, saying, "It's different, but not bad. I'll give it a chance as I finish it."

After finishing their tea, and being offered the toilet to freshen up, Mistress Cummings escorts Frankie upstairs to the streaming room. Inside of which, next to the door, is the computer set up, multiscreen for enhanced chat viewing, boom microphones for binaural sound, and a DSLR camera affixed to a mount above the computer monitors, all providing the set up for perfect viewing of the performance area, which has a king-sized bed with a stainless steel metal frame, walls covered in soft pink felt, and various toys and implements arranged neatly on a silver tray atop a cabinet on the back wall beside the centrally positioned bed. Everything is bathed in a bright glow from ring lights, bedside lamps, and the main, overhead light.

Mistress Cummings announces, "Welcome to the House of Desires. Everything is set up and ready for our stream." She sits on a stool in front of the computer and turns on the monitors to reveal the broadcasting page ready to go, and says, "I have changed from solo girl to couples stream in the categories, and have set up your permissions to be featured on my cam using the credentials you forwarded to me before. Are you ready?"

As the Mistress talks her through her set up, Frankie removes her hooded jacket, and removes her boots to take off her jeans, and discards them in the corner of the room by the door, revealing, fully, the black lace catsuit that hugs her body from her neck to her toes, and she puts her thigh-high, black leather boots back on, and says as she adjusts the straps in the buckles, "I'm ready."

Mistress Cummings clicks, 'Begin broadcast,' and, after a brief moment, people flood into the room, and she announces to the viewers, "Hello everyone, and welcome to my House of Desires. I am your host, Mistress Pleasant Cummings, and today I am joined by a very special guest some of you may already know, Frankie from FuckFrankie here on WT. That's F-U-C-K-F-R-A-N-K-I-E. I have put a link in my bio below to her room where you can follow and support her."

Mistress Cummings stands up and walks around to the side of the bed, where Frankie is perched on the bottom end of the bed sat very elegantly. The bathing bright glow of light from around the room hits her from every angle, eliminating many of the shadows and creating an almost emanating aura from the young woman, and the chat shows their appreciation with some early tips and comments, saying things like, "Hi Mistress."

"Wow. Who's that?"

"Has someone been a bad girl?"

"I've seen her before. This will be fun."

"Show ass."

Immediately, a moderator kicks and silences the demand to show ass, mercifully. Mistress Cummings focuses on Frankie, looking down at her, waving a hand around her to examine her, feeling the softness of her lace catsuit, and she asks chat, "What should we do with her? Tip with suggestions."

A tip soon comes through for, "Show breasts," from the tip menu. Mistress Cummings hooks her finger into the ring attached to the zipper at Frankie's neck, and pulls it down to unzip to just beneath her tits. She grips one side of the neck between her thumb and forefinger, and peels the catsuit over her shoulder down to her elbow, and she does the same with the other side, revealing the chest of the young woman to everyone watching, but doesn't touch, awaiting another tip.

The same tipper, hoping to make a show out of this, tips for, "Nipple clamps," and Mistress Cummings picks them from the tray and slowly walks back to Frankie. Carefully, she presses open a clip, places it around a nipple, and eases it closed to catch it. Satisfied with it's position, she pulls along the silver chain attached to the clamp to the other end, and presses it open, and pinches the other nipple, and as she pulls her hand away, she traces up Frankie's chest and brushes her hand down her cheek and across her chin.

Frankie is so turned on right now, but wants to sit composed and controlled for her Mistress. Feeling the pinch of the clamps begins to make her nipples sore, and the longer she sits, the more she wants to pull them off, but she doesn't want to displease her host, and, she knew what to expect from fantasising about this watching Mistress Cummings for all the time she has.

Smaller tips pour in from the chat to show their appreciation, and some, "Fap tax," from the tip menu for the very weak of the appreciative, but a tip also comes in for, "Naked." Mistress Cummings pulls one of Frankie's legs up, and unbuckles her boot on that foot, and slip it over the ankle and tosses it aside, and she sets down that leg, and picks up the other to remove the other boot, and tosses that aside with the other. Mistress Cummings then pulls Frankie's arms out of the catsuit sleeves, and Frankie pushes her body up off the bed as Mistress Cummings pulls the catsuit down over her hips and down to her knees, as she sits back down and raises her feet to allow Mistress Cummings to pull off the catsuit, and leave it on the floor. Frankie opens her legs wide and leans back to show the viewers what's between her legs, but Mistress Cummings does not touch, instead awaiting the next tip.

Another tip comes through for, "Spank pussy," and, so, Mistress Cummings picks up from the table a silicone riding crop, and slowly walks back, tapping the spaded end of the crop on the palm of her free hand.

Standing beside the bed next to the eagerly awaiting Frankie, who has her legs spread with her feet on the floor and her pussy nice and exposed for her Mistress, Pleasant runs the crop up one of Frankie's legs, teasing her until she reaches her pussy, and rubs in circles with the spade paddle of the crop.

Getting a feel for the distance and angle, Mistress Cummings lifts the crop away, and cracks it down against Frankie's pussy to a short, sharp scream. Mistress Cummings lifts it away again, and snaps the crop against Frankie's pussy again, harder this time, to moans and a few whimpers. Her pussy gets a little puffy from the strike as it's rubbed again.

Mistress Cummings lifts the crop away again, and slaps with more force against her clit, to a hard gasp from Frankie followed immediately by breathy whimpers as she brings her hand to her pussy. Mistress Cummings warns her, "Hands off. I won't tell you again." Frankie's hand shoots back to the bed, and Mistress Cummings slaps in succession three more times hard against her pussy lips and clit, rubbing in circles after the third strike. Her pussy is noticeably more red now and stinging with a tinge of soreness swelling.

Frankie whimpers and moans almost like she wants to cry, and Mistress Cummings raises her free hand to her cheek and caresses it as Frankie turns into the hand and looks up at her Mistress with her eyes puffy and wet with tears, but looking with longing and adoration with a nod of her head. Mistress Cummings slaps Frankie's pussy again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and with a final circular rub, she goes to set the riding crop down on the tray.

Frankie is flushed, with tears running down her face, and whimpers and moans with quick, breathy frequency. She reaches a hand to her sore and throbbing pussy and begins to rub it, and Mistress Cummings sees and says, "I told you. Hands off. Now I need to teach you," and she grabs Frankie under the arms, lifting and dragging her up the bed to the centre, and grabs her near arm and holds it as she reaches down and comes back up holding a length of rope attached to the bed post, and she wraps Frankie's wrist tight with it until she is firmly affixed, with her arm unable to move at all and held in an upward position. Mistress walks around to the other side and grabs her other arm and holds it as she gets another rope, attached to the other bed post, and she ties Frankie's other wrist, as she tightens, Frankie rides herself up the bed on her back to relieve the pressure and position of her arms, but, once firmly tied, Mistress Cummings comes to the foot of the bed, leans over, and grips Frankie's waist and pulls her down to the centre of the bed, her arms suspended in the air behind her head and completely helpless.