Secret Admirer II - Early access

Allen adjusted the tripod, making sure to get a wide shot in front the mirror and that the phone was held up properly before starting the week’s shoot. He smoothed the his dress a simple black number that did a great job at curving under his ass, making it pop. He ran his manicured nails over the dirty blonde locks his owner had picked out for the week. The thought of having had to go out and ask for manicure still made him want to die inside. 

He shuddered, that damn sicko had demanded weeks proclaimed himself with that title, “owner”, it was even his username in their chat app and now even Allen was starting to use it. It was not too far from being true. Every week without fail since that fateful day, Allen had received a package at his doorstep addressed to “Amanda”. It came with an outfit along with detail instructions as to what Amanda was to do. Most of the time it involved a photoshoot in front of the mirror in whatever was the week’s outfit. Amanda was already familiar with what it felt like to pose in heels and a dress. The shoots took anywhere between 3 to 4 hours just to cover the exaggerated amount of poses his blackmailer required. 

He sat on his couch, still dressed to the nines and brushing the blond wig out of his face. Allen watched his phone, having just sent the newest photo session for “approval”. Owner19 started to type, Allen held his breath. The message came, and he read it with haste;

“You look so good as a blonde, Amanda, we are going to keep that color for next week.That little number you are wearing highlights you figure, something you are NOT doing. Make a new batch, 15 or so, and make SURE to show off that ass, got it, princess?”

Allen swallowed, with trembling fingers, he typed back, “Yes”

“Yes what, perv?”

Allen sighed, “Yes, daddy” 

He smoothed over the black dress and made sure to do another run of his makeup, he did not want to have to repeat this again. He set up the tripod and posed, making sure to keep his ass in frame. He examined every shot tp make sure it was sexy enough. The realization that he was so worried about looking sexual enough for another man made his stomach revolt and shame burned his cheeks as he felt his own member grow hard from the pictures of himself where he was practically shoving his rear onto the camera lens. He hated to admit, he made a hot chick. 

After hours of posing, Allen sent the pictures. He ended up grateful that they focused mostly on his rear which made it a lot easier to hide the massive hardon he’d had been stuck for the last hour or so. It so wrong, yet that didn't help ease the growing pressure over his cock. Aleen sent the pictures and instead of waiting for an answer hurried to “handle his issue” not even bothering to take the dress off. 

He tried to keep the images of his big ass encased in the tight black fabric out of his mind as he jerked himself off. he tried to ignore how smooth the lining of the dress felt against his legs, he tried to block out the tickling feeling of the blonde big over his bare shoulders but that only served to make it worse. He wondered if this is how that man that held him hostage felt, he wondered if he too grew so undeniable horny about him….and with that thought, he came. Bliss and shame mixed as he had one of his most intense orgasm.

“atta girl” the massage came, “take a break, I will have you showing off that body of yours more soon, princess”

The message filled allen with dread, yet he also felt his spent cock spring up a bit, which was way scarier than anything else.

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Here is the sequel to secret admirer following the poll I did a couple weeks ago! Sure seems like Allen is learning more things about himself through this little predicament....stay tunned for more caps to come!