The Ghost Light flickered as Margaret Hughes made her way back stage.
It was early too early, even on opening night nobody would be arriving
until well after two and it was only eleven thirty. Margaret was a tedious
stage manager it became her life. She would rule the stage with kind
bitchiness, every thing had to be done in a timely manner, if it was
no one got yelled at. she was sort of nice she gave chances and joked
around but you knew it was business when she put on the face.
what no one else knew was what she did on her spare time.
Edward Daniels was a worker that the theater had. in addition to being
amazing with his hands at rigging and fixing things he was also amazing
at pleasing his boss.
the production called for a huge queen size bed in the middle of the stage.
Margaret Hughes was dressed in her usual outfit, four inch stilettos black
stockings a pencil squirt covering her thighs a satin purple shirt with the
buttons only slightly open. overall she looked professional ready for her
meeting with supporters of the theater after the show. she checked all
the props on the prop table all the lights and all the sounds and was
walking on the rafters checking backdrop riggs when it hit her.
the remote to her vibrating under wear was close enough to give a
signal and its master was cruel putting it on its highest setting.
he let her squirm down the cat walk to safty and down the stairs and
the vibrating hit her again the Ghost Light flickerd and died even
shriveling against the wall she made the mental note to fix the light.
Edward loved opening nights she always got new toys for the occasion,
but this by far was the best. he watched as she teetered on the high
cat walk he stopped and gave her enough time to get down on solid ground.
he hit the high button again and caught her before she fell to her knees.
his big hands covering her flat stomach and vibrating pussy. her manicured
nails found his exposed skin crew and house workers were known for never
wearing much clothes besides black muscle shirts and black pants. he
grabbed her hands and tied them together. he tied her standing to the
wall on a hook no one knew the meaning of.
Margaret was shriveling she had no idea what possessed her to buy this
contraption. she was riding her second orgasm and he had only barely
touched her. she saw his shadow against the blue work light returning
and was hoping he was going to let her off of the wretched hook, she
was not known for her luck. he sipped from a glass wine and was
offering her a cup. she downed it while he poured its contents in to
her mouth. finally he turned the vibrator off but relief was not hers.
her pussy began to burn as she realized he used the gift from her last
production. with her hands above her head and the vibrator off she
needed to be satisfied. occupied with her thought she didn't see Ned
walk up to her side. he lifted her so that her hands were no longer
tied but in such a way she could not please herself.he slipped every
piece of clothing from her body besides her black lace vibrating thong.
he flicked the switch and before her next orgasm flipped it off again.
Margaret knew as soon as he looked her in the eyes this was going to be
the best opening night ever. he flipped her so that her arms were twisted
and he grabbed her pelvis pulling her ass high into the air kicking each
leg far apart and teasing her tight dripping wet pussy with his growing
member. he than without warning tore threw her flesh. she screamed as heat
coursed up her back and to the roots of her hair.
The Ghost Light flickered again
the vibrator was still poised on her clit, and he paused slowly pulling in
and pulling out of her warm dripping cunt. he flipped the switch back on
and came for the first time as the walls of her pussy contracted on his cock.
he shifted her weight so that she was now on top. because she was still
tied to the bed her body was angled down.she slowly sat on his minimizing
cock only to find him growing inside of her, gerring longer.
The Ghost Light flickered
revealing a face sitting in the audience, the performers did not know mr.
S. Ed Lee the Patron of the theater was watching anxiously. He had cum early
to speak Margaret, and was astonished and pleased to see her in this
scenario. his small unworthy lame tool lie in his hand being worked upon as
his eyes were taking pleasure in the scene. he saw as the bed was moving, how
she rode him with erotic perfection, as her tits bounced against her rib
cage, as her screams filled the air.
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