Your screaming out in your mind, you want to be worn, you need to be worn.
You lay on your bed for a long time upset because you feel no pleasure, you want to wrap your body around a man's cock and slip yourself into their ass.
You hear the sounds of keys jiggling, this has been happening all week, the police have been coming in and out trying to find a clue of your location, most of them ignore you.
A few policeman have touched you, sending pleasure through your body but it doesn't last long.
A man walks into the room that you immediately recognize as Mason, your boyfriend, his shirt hugged his muscles tightly and his pants bulged where his cock is, his pants show off his nice bubble butt, your mind goes crazy with the though of him wearing you.
Another man walks into the room, wearing a police uniform, his suit didn't hide his body at all, he was a bigger stud than Mason, his gargantuan pectorals stretched his shirt to the limit, his abdominal muscles were extremely defined and his biceps were bigger than his head.
His cock was straining in his pants and his ass could barely fit in his pants.
Your mind is at war with itself as you can't decide who you want to wear you, Mason's your boyfriend and you love him but the cop was huge compared to him and he looks like he would be more pleasurable to be worn on.
Mason and the cop are talking about you, you've apparently been missing for three months and most have given up, Mason still refuses to give up and this cop who you know as officer Aaron Colins is really the only person who is trying to help him.
They stop talking and Mason goes into another room while Aaron searchs this room, he turns to your bed and notices you lying on the bed, he decides to...