Alice The Streamer's Damsel Pt. 02

It turns out Dylan's audience were a bunch of perverts.

No sooner had he put up the tier list and settled back down into his chair that the total donations already hit the $100 tier.

I paused from my struggling and moaning, attempting to put on a pleasing show for the audience that had resulted in my skirt creeping up my waist, leaving only the hem draped over my crotch to hide my underwear and looked at Dylan's screen in slight surprise.

"Hmm." I mumbled in thought.

'Wow, don't be so surprised. You're a cutie.' One of the Chat Members typed.

'Aw, looks like the little girly bitch is going to be exposed sooner than she thought!' added another as Dylan let out a chuckle.

He stood up from his seat and walked over to me before pulling my sweater up from under the ropes binding me.

"Hmm mmmphmm." I whined, blushing brightly as he stepped back and exposed my black plaid bra and A-cup breasts to the audience.

"Typical Alice, underwear always matches the skirt." Dylan teased, giving my breasts a quick squeeze and making me moan in delight, my cock twitching under my skirt.

He got back into his chair and fired up the game while I continued struggling, doing my best to be the demure damsel in distress that the audience wanted.

"Hmm mmmphmm, mmm!" I moaned, drool trickling down my ball-gag and onto my pulled up sweater as I pretended to be distressed by the fact my chest was exposed.

'Aw, look at her struggle! It's just adorable!'

'God I want to bend that bitch over a table!'

'That's it, keep moaning whore, next tier is your underwear being removed!'

I had to clamp my thighs together to try and control my arousal as I continued whimpering and moaning.

Dylan was playing some sort of platformer, stopping every so often to crack a joke at my expense or encourage the audience to donate.

"At least it's not a cock gag in your mouth, Alice." he pointed out "cuz then when we hit the third tier you'd just be swapping a silicon dick out for a real one!"

I rolled my eyes and continued moaning and struggling, my face bright red and my cock straining against my underwear as I did so.

Eventually, we hit the $150 dollar tier, resulting in Dylan pausing the game and standing up to give the audience their reward.

He walked over to me and made me also stand up, I gave a small, helpless squeal as he slid both hands up my skirt and petticoat, bunching them up and exposing my hips, ass and panties to the camera.

'Yes! Oh look at that ass! Its divine!' typed one Audience member.

'Someone's enjoying this!' teased another as they noticed my erection straining against my panties.

Dylan took hold of the strings tying my underwear together and untied them, causing the black plaid panties to fall from my hips and onto the floor, letting my cock spring free.

I whimpered as Dylan grabbed hold of the waistband of my skirt and pulled it up high enough that the hem was only halfway down my bottom, leaving my genitals and ass exposed.

"Alice doesn't like it when you take off their skirt, so I thought this would be a good compromise." Dylan explained, bending me over slightly and giving my ass a tap "they still have clothes on and you guys get to see the good stuff!"

"Hmmm!" I moaned in fake indignant protest at my underwear being removed and my skirt being pulled up.

He was just about to make me sit down on the table when the third tier was reached. We looked at one another and I shrugged casually, not at all bothered by how fast things were going.

He helped me down onto my knees, making sure the camera had his crotch in frame before unbuckling his trousers and pulling his cock out.

Then he reached around the back of my head to loosen the gag.

"H-hi." I mumbled shyly at the audience, grinning mischievously "like the show so far?"

Before I could say anything else though, Dylan pushed his throbbing erect cock between my lips.

My eyes widened in surprise at the suddeness of it and I reflexively bucked my hips in arousal as I moaned like a whore.

'Yeah, that's it! Choke on his cock you dirty slut!'

'Looks like they're enjoying themselves!'

'Man I wish that was meeeee!'

I suckled and licked Dylan's shaft as I bobbed my head up and down it, sucking on the end and rolling my tongue along its length.

Dylan had a hand grabbing the back of my head to guide me but this wasn't exactly my first time having his dick in my pretty mouth.

My own cock was visible on camera, poking out between my thick thighs and visibly leaking cum onto the floor as it twitched and spasmed in delight, sending waves of pleasure through me.

I steadily picked up speed as I sucked Dylan off, smiling around his cock as I felt warm, salty, sticky precum drip onto my tongue from his tip.

Dylan groaned in delight, lifting his head up as his grip tightened on my hair.

"Hmm!" I growled in protest.

"S-sorry!" he yelped, relaxing his grip.

Eventually, I felt his cock hit climax and Dylan lrt out a long groan of pleasure as he twitched and spasmed, spurts of cum shooting out of his tip and down my throat, almost making me gag in surprise but I managed to swallow it all.

To his credit, Dylan managed to keep his composure instead of melting and pulled his cock out of my mouth, dragging it's tip along my limos before pushing the ball-gag back into my mouth to gag me.

I pouted and whined in annoyance at the fact I hadn't been able to cum yet but Dylan ignored me, instead he stuffed his cock back into his trousers then forced me onto my feet, my heels clacking against the wooden floor before I sat back down on the table.

He sat back down in his chair and resumed his game, leaving me bound and gagged on his table with my sweater pulled up to expose my bra, my skirt pulled up to expose my slender, dripping erect cock to the entire world and the taste of salty cum in my mouth.