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I’ve been married to Sarah for over fifteen years now, up until around three years ago we had a fairly vanilla sex life, perhaps making love, missionary style once or twice a week. Around three years ago I picked up our tablet computer and found she’d been looking at videos of submissive sex. This started a conversation where we both explored and discussed our sexuality and Sarah confided her wish and desire to be dominated.

At first Sarah was incredibly embarrassed that her secret had been found out but it allowed us to play and enjoy each other more often. I admitted to Sarah that I too had submissive tendencies, so we played together. We made some purchases from an adult toy store and tied each other up, played with collars, restraints, toys, dildos, blindfolds and some clamps.

Sarah would enjoy watching videos with me and we’d often lounge together in bed, flicking through erotica on our tablet, that’s when we both started to find out about the world of professional dominatrix. We joked and fantasised about visiting a dungeon, about going somewhere that we could both submit to a stranger.

It was always talk, fun, a joke, but as we chatted over the months it became more real until we both started searching for a woman who could fulfil our fantasy. This is a true life account of our first visit to a Dominant who for the purposes of this we’ll call Mistress Scarlett.

The day finally arrived, a Saturday, I woke up at about 6am and pulled on my clothes to walk our dog, Sarah curled up in the bed and as I left the bedroom I looked back to see her blue eyes staring at me, I smiled fleetingly but said nothing, going about my normal weekend routine.

Returning from my walk an hour later I found Sarah standing naked in-front of a mirror in our bedroom pulling a straightener through her blonde hair. She looked at me in the mirror, her eyes shining as she smiles, continuing her task. I looked at her freshly showered body, Sarah stands at 5’4″, she’s a little plump with a cute round ass and nice shaped belly without being what you would call overweight. Sarah’s best assets however may well be her breasts, huge natural saggy tits that feel just great to hold, her red nipples jump to attention like rocks in the palms of your hands.

I walked behind Sarah, running my hands around her body, pulling her backwards against me, I kissed her neck and looking into the mirror I asked, “You still happy with what’s planned”.

Sarah nodded, locking her eyes with mine once more, “Definitely, it’s what I’ve dreamed of since my teens. Now you, get in the shower, you’ve got more than me to impress today David”.

Mistress Scarlett had provided strict instructions on the hygiene ritual we were to understand on the morning of the meeting including using an anal douche to clean our asses, her email suggested we engage in that particular activity as a couple but I think this was perhaps a step too far for Sarah.

I walked back into the room, towelling myself dry and dressing quickly in jeans, a white shirt, underwear, socks and shoes. Sarah continued applying makeup, had me help her connect her bra strap, she dressed in blue jeans, a woollen top, brown boots and brand new underwear.

Finally we stood at the door, putting on our jackets in silence. She looked into my eyes and we paused, I realised at that moment what we’d go through together would change us, I just hoped it would be a good change. We got into the car and drove the hour to Mistress Scarlett’s address.

I could feel Sarah tremble slightly as I stood beside her at the big red front door, I knocked and after about 10 seconds we could both hear the click clack of heels marching down the tiled floor. The door opened slowly and there stood Mistress Scarlett wearing a light brown raincoat.

Scarlett was a reasonably tall, thin woman in her early fifties, she had short black hair, spiked, and I remember how red her lips looked. She smiled warmly, “You must be the delectable Sarah, and David, we’ve exchanged some titillating correspondents, do come in”.

Scarlett closed the door behind us and ushered us into a large and rather beautiful kitchen. She offered us coffee which we both accepted and made small talk making us both feel at ease. She took off her overcoat explaining it was just to wear when opening the door. She was dressed magnificently in a short leather skirt, fishnet stockings, tall red high heels and a leather bodice top, strapped and buckled tightly around her body.

She sat us both down at a breakfast bar and made us read what looked like a contract, it was very thorough and covered so many things, essentially giving her permission to use, abuse, whip, smack, slap, spit on, penetrate, pinch, our bodies. She asked us what our safe word was, we both giggled and looked at each other, “We don’t have one really”, Sarah giggled.

“Ok darling, we’ll pick the month, January, and if you are gagged blink five times quickly to stop anything”, Mistress Scarlett said. “Other words, no, stop, won’t work, it won’t stop the scene, so remember January. Pendik Ukraynalı Escort It’s your escape and if you said it, we stop completely, understood?”

We both nodded but suddenly her voice picked up a level and she barked “Understood”.

“Yes Mistress Scarlett” Sarah and I said quickly in unison.

We signed the documents and suddenly Mistress Scarlett’s demeanour changed, she’d stepped up a gear.

“Go back out to the hall, remove all your clothes and stand shoulder to shoulder ready for inspection.” Scarlett instructed.

Sarah slithered down off the high stool and marched out the door of the Kitchen. Myself in hot pursuit, watching my wife’s ass move as she walked into the hallway. She shopped and spun around, looking at me, seeking direction, I shrugged my jacket off and pulled up my shirt, unbuttoning it. Sarah still frozen looking at me, I could feel the eyes of the Dominatrix watching us.

Suddenly Sarah started and wriggled out of her jacket, pulling her sweater over her head she hesitated, then unclasped her bra behind her back, letting those gorgeous full breasts fall out.

I had dragged off my shoes and pulled off my Jeans by this time, standing in just my underwear, I heard a crack sound and looked round to see Scarlett, cracking a riding crop into her hand “All OFF” she demanded, pointing the crop at my underwear. I blushed and pulled these down quickly, tossing them into a pile on the floor, my eyes back on my wife.

Sarah had pulled off her brown boots and taken off her socks, her bare feet slightly bunched on the cold tiles, she was working at her jeans belt her eyes down, then she looked up to me, eyes wide now, she pulled off her jeans, and tossed them on the tiles. She heard the crack again of the crop in the Domme’s hand and quickly realised she needed to remove her panties.

She took these off and I took up position beside my wife, ready for our inspection. Scarlett pointed to the piles of clothes on the floor and tutted, “Tidy up, you pair”. She said. Embarrassed we bend down and quickly gathered out clothes, folding them into two tidy little piles on the tiled floor.

Sarah straightened up and stood with her arms folded across her tits, I stood beside her and instinctively covered my manhood with cupped hands. This obviously brought displeasure to our Domme and she told us to stand with our hands by our sides, feet shoulder width apart.

I stood there and listened, almost hearing my heart beating and Sarah’s shallow breathing as she waited for Scarlett to approach her, naked, vulnerable, excited trembling body for the first time. I realised my cock had hardened to a full erection, I blushed red, looking at the wall in front of me, fully aware of Scarlett eyeing both of our bodies, taking it all in, her quarry, ready for her bidding.

Scarlett stepped forward and I instinctively followed her with my eyes, catching sight of her running her gloved hand over my wife’s shoulders before I was sharply told “Eyes forward”. I resumed looking at the wall as I hear the inspection continue.

Sarah tells me the Domme’s hands explored every inch of her body, she knelt down, rubbing calves, kneels, thighs, hips, up over her tummy before cupping both of those heavy breasts, kneading them squeezing and pushing them. One hand went back down and a finger inserted in Sarah’s pussy, the finger brought up and sniffed, “UN-huh”, Scarlett said. “Hairy though, we’ll have to get that sorted out won’t we dear?” I heard her utter.

Next it was my turn, she stood in-front over me, rubbing a gloved hand over my shoulders, then trailing down over my chest, I looked down into her eyes but was quickly corrected. I felt the soft hair of Sarah’s arm gently brush my own as we stood so close, naked, inspected, totally outside our normal world.

Scarlett took my cock in one hand, wanking roughly a couple of times, then folding her other hand around my balls and pushing in towards my ass. Both hands were sniffed as she then looked into my eyes.

Still cupping my balls and cock in her gloved hands Scarlett looked up at me, “ok boy, you stood shoulder to shoulder with this woman when you married, are you willing to stand beside her, not to watch and experience, to engage with me, to have YOUR WOMAN used, used by another, touched, caressed and punished?”.

“Yes Mistress, I am” I gulped.

“Ok then, both of you showered now.” she opened a side door to reveal quite a large bathroom with a walk in shower cubicle.

“But we did already today” my wife chipped in. A raised eyebrow was enough to deal with the little lady and we both padded across the while tiled bathroom, Scarlett behind us.

She pushed us both into the shower and turned the tap, ice cold water splashed over our bodies as we both yelped, the door pushed closed behind us.

Scarlett took up position sitting on the lid of the toilet, and thankfully the water did warm up. “Wash each other”, was the simple command.

I took soap and started rubbing my wife’s back, then Pendik Üniversiteli Escort over her chest and tummy.

“Her cunt too” she said, I knelt down lower and rubbed my wife’s pussy, raking my fingers through her hair. “Ok now him”.

I stood up in the shower and my wife rubbed quickly over my chest, tummy, legs, “Wash the cock dearie”, Scarlett instructed as Sarah took the flaccid cock and rubbed it with the soap. “Asshole too”.

My wife blushed more and rubbed the soap around my ass, she’d never touched me there but I guess this was a time for new experiences.

“Ok Good, turn it off now”, Scarlett said. We both stood together dripping as the door opened, we padded out to be welcomed by some nice thick white towels. “Quickly”, was the command.

We towelled our bodies down and stood up to attention again, Sarah’s hair still dripping as we were marched back to the hall to stand on the cold tiles.

“Put these on her”, Scarlett pushed some strips of leather into my hands, I looked down, realising they were four leather cuffs and a collar, plain black leather with buckles and a single D Ring. I knelt down and buckled a cuff to each of my wife’s ankles, then stood up and took her arms, buckling them firmly but with a little bit of room around her wrists, all the time observed by the Domme.

Next Scarlett ran her hands through Sarah’s hair, lifting it and indicating for me to buckle the collar around my wife’s throat. Our eyes met as I buckled the strap, and stepping back I looked down at her naked body with the restraints in place.

I stood again, arms by my sides beside Sarah, she was given similar restraints and got to work buckling them around my ankles and wrists. As she did this Scarlett pulled a collar around my throat, buckling it before running a nail down my spine. I shivered.

Then Scarlett produced another leather implement and explained it was a cock harness. I groaned a little, not really knowing what this particular device was. This time Scarlett knelt beside Sarah and grabbing my cock, which was already getting erect again. She pulls the harness around the shaft and buckled leather straps under my balls. A D-Ring now lay along the shaft of my cock.

I watched as Scarlett put her arm around my wife, then started slowly wanking me, “It’s my cock now dearie.” She whispered into Sarah’s ear. Sarah blinked and looked up at me, then at the Mistress, then dropped her eyes.

Both women were again on their feet when Scarlett walked around behind me, clipping both of my cuffs together behind my back. My cock stiffened more as I twisted slightly against the bondage. Sarah stood there watching, silent. Next Scarlett grabbed Sarah’s wrists and did the same to her. My wife gasped and wriggled but the Domme held her wrists tight and licked my girls face.

Next Scarlett produced a long chain, one end had metal clips on it, and she wasted no time demonstrating what they were for, she pulled at Sarah’s nipples, making them hard before pushing the clip onto the soft flesh behind the erect nipple. My wife gasped and winced as Scarlett pushed the second clip into place. The chain dangled between her large breasts and down to the floor.

Scarlett walked behind Sarah now and pulled the chain between her legs, then I worked out what the D Ring on my cock harness was for. She grabbed my cock and clipped the chain onto the ring, then let the chain fall, dangling between my wife’s erect nipples and my hard cock, both of us yelped.

The chain allowed me to stand about two feet behind Sarah, nothing more before it pulled, gripping the clasps on her nipples and tugging my cock.

It was obvious now though we were ready to be transported, two slaves, bound, locked and ready to make the journey to the Dungeon. Luckily for us it wasn’t too far, down a corridor in the house we walked, Scarlett in-front with a finger cocked through my wife’s collar ring, marching us along to a large door. The women suddenly stopped making me walk my cock against my wife’s back.

Scarlett unlocked the playroom.

Our little chain gang was led into the dark room, Scarlett flicked a switch and low lighting faded in on the walls, the walls of the large room were painted black or blood red but through the gloom I could just about make out the large assortment of various pieces of S&M furniture.

The connecting chain was removed and Scarlett’s hand encircled my cock, pulling me towards a standing St Andrews cross against a corner. Stunned I backed against the cross and perhaps before I could protest the wrist cuffs were attached to the highest ends of the cross, I watched Scarlett bend down and do the same to my ankles.

Now Velcro straps were pulled around my calves, thighs, one around my waist, another thick strap around my chest, I could move my head, look around but do nothing else. Still my cock stayed perfectly erect, defiant, one last shred of my masculine dominance.

Scarlett stepped back from me, holding a finger to her lips “Not a word boy or you get Pendik Vip Escort gagged, you can watch the delights I have instore for your wife though” she smirked deliciously.

Next she turned to a dump-struck Sarah and walked up to her, suddenly she grabbed my wife’s long blonde hair in a fist, slightly pulling her head back. At was at this point I realised just how vulnerable we both were in the hands of a stranger, I was completely restrained, naked, and defenceless, Sarah had her hands cuffed behind her back.

Sarah let out a little gasp and flinched a little but I could see my girl was excited, next Scarlett leaned close to her and kissed her straight on the lips. I’m not aware my wife ever kissed another woman and her eyes popped wide, then her lips parted providing easy access to the Domme’s tongue, next she closed her eyes and enjoyed the kiss.

The two women stood like this for what seemed an age, but was probably thirty seconds, suddenly the Domme stepped back, Sarah’s mouth still open, she opened her eyes, searching Scarlett’s face in the gloom, but Scarlett turned and walked back to the light switches. Suddenly spotlights illuminated one of the pieces of furniture, which to my shock looked like a gynaecological examination chair.

“Alright Mrs” she said, her heels clicking back to where Sarah was standing. She walked behind my naked wife and unlocked her cuffs from behind her back. Sarah’s arms dropped submissively to her side, she obviously wasn’t going to put up a fight.

“Onto the table please girl”, Scarlett purred.

Sarah complied astonishingly meekly, backing against the chair, then jumping up into position, wiggling her full arse back on the smooth fabric of the seat cushion.

The chair had a semi reclined position, so Sarah could sit up, look around her a little, two arms with padded rests pointed away from the table, these both had light brown leather buckle restrains on them. Two leg supports at the base of the chair allowed her legs to be lifted, these also had restraint straps.

“Legs up”, Scarlett said. Sarah lifted her legs quickly, laying them in the supports, her feet bare sticking out slightly beyond the supports.

Scarlett walked behind her, Sarah tried to turn but couldn’t see in the gloom what Scarlett was doing. Sarah’s arms were folded across her big tits, but Scarlett pulled one arm without resistance and laid it along the arm rest, Sarah’s wrist cuff was connected to a metal loop at the end of the rest, Scarlett did the same with the other wrist cuff, then walked around and restrained Sarah’s ankles to similar attachments.

Next Scarlett came up to the first arm again, one of the leather straps was buckled around Sarah’s lower arm, another around her bicep, she couldn’t move the arm at all, Scarlett had her flex her fingers, and wiggle her hand around, she tickled Sarah’s palm playfully. Scarlett walked behind the chair again and buckled the other arm in the same way.

Next she walked to Sarah’s side and leaned across her body, grabbing another thicker restraint belt, this she pulled across my wife’s body above her tits. Leaning across again she took another belt, pulling it across Sarah’s tummy, below her tits before fixing another one across her waist.

Sarah kept her head back against the headrest the whole time but her eyes followed Scarlett. She looked curious, excited, perhaps a little less nervous than before but still apprehensive.

Scarlett then walked to Sarah’s legs, pulling another belt around her thigh and buckling that, then another around my girl’s calf muscles. Scarlett did the same to the other leg, then playfully with a smile on her face she ran a nail along Sarah’s sole. Her feet curled, she tried to wriggle, to get away but she could, both women were giggling but this ended when Scarlett walked away, out of sight in the gloom.

Scarlett reappeared under the spotlights with a metal trolley you’d expect to see in a doctor’s treatment room, I couldn’t make out the various implements on it from my position. Next she pulled a stool over and sat between my wife’s legs.

Sarah whimpered as Scarlett ran a latex gloved hand over her mound, running her fingers through my wife’s curly pubic hair, then she ran her hands up over her tummy, then back down again. “Ok, I said we’d do something about this”, Scarlett had grabbed Sarah’s pubes in a clump now with another hand she grabbed scissors.

Sarah’s head came forward suddenly, “No, no, don’t not that, I’ve always had that… I, I never shaved it…” she pleaded to Scarlett.

Scarlett simply ignored my wife’s pleas, Sarah’s body wriggled a little but couldn’t move and soon Scarlett had cut clumps of the hair away from my wife’s pussy. I could see Sarah’s eyes searching for me in the gloom but I stayed quiet, enjoying the show and the prospect of that shaven cunt.

Next Scarlett picked up a rechargeable electric razor, Sarah flicked her head from side to side and groaned, but Scarlett started cutting away the stray hairs, her fingers all over my wife’s pussy, pulling her labia to the site, shaving up over her mound, up her tummy. Once finished Scarlett smiled, holding the vibrating shaft of the shaver against my wife’s clitoral hood. Scarlett then picked up a can of shaving foam, rubbing it on her hands she lathered it up and spread it all around Sarah’s groin.

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I was enjoying a rare Saturday alone. It was a cool Fall day. My wife had to work until 4pm to meet with clients that were heading out of town in the evening. So I immediately started to do what I do when I have time alone. I dress, cross dress, become a sissy, whatever you want to call it. She had left early in the morning to do the final preparations leaving me with the whole day to be myself.

I wasted no time pulling off everything I was wearing and walking naked to the garage. I pulled out my breast forms and a green bra from the leaf blower box I keep on a back shelf. After putting them on I put on a matching green thong and garter belt with black fishnet stockings. I pulled my straight blonde bobbed wig from the same box putting it on. I also selected a pair of black Stilleto heels. I bent down to slip them on enjoying the sensation of the hair brushing my cheeks as I moved.

Standing in lingerie and heels brought the same rush as every time before. It never becomes routine, does it? The first time I stood in heels was amazing. Suddenly four inches taller, I felt the shoes pressing on my feet differently from what I was accustomed to, having to catch myself from losing my balance by putting my hand on the door jamb. At first I thought I would never take them off. Now I still get the rush of excitement even though I have learned I will appreciate taking them off after several hours.

I stood with confidence in the garage. My feet firmly planted at shoulder width and my hands on my hips. My reflection in the car window brought a smile to my face. Well more of a satisfied smirk. The curve of the window distorted the reflection while the tint made it clear. It showed the reflection of a sexy blonde in heels and lingerie. A few times I had gone for a spin daring people to see me. When the weather was nice I always put the windows down. The weather was not nice and car was low on gas so I decided today wasn’t going to be one of those days. And it was too chilly to stay out here. Even the house was going to require some clothes for warmth. I walked back inside heading to my closet. I enjoyed the sound of my heels clicking as I crossed the concrete and then tile floor as I stepped inside.

Once back in the closet I checked my appearance in the mirror. With approval I moved on to shave the stubble on my face, temporarily taking my wig off to keep it dry. I had shaved everywhere yesterday so a quick once over here would do.

I pulled a pleated charcoal knee length skirt from behind my dress shirts and a snug white sweater from the back of a drawer of sweatshirts. Pulling them on I checked my look in the full length mirror again. It all came together well except the natural look of my face. I put on lipstick, eyeliner and a little eye shadow. Just enough to make me happy but would be quick enough to remove. It had been a while since the last time I had this opportunity and I wanted to use every second.

I opened a new bottle of merlot, spent the day with a couple of romantic comedies and called some friends and family members. Yes, a couple of them commented that I was cheery. I sounded happier than my usual self. I really wished I could tell them that Brianne was happy to be out. I managed to run and unload the dishwasher and even washed a couple loads of clothes. Domestic chores gave me the excuse to walk around with a casual purpose. Every step satisfied my needed feminine feeling with the skirt hitting my knees, the sweater accentuating my temporarily endowed chest and the heels forcing a sauntered walk, clicking when I crossed the tile floors. Every step also built the need to feel it more though. One day I would have a significant life change but it wasn’t in the cards for today.

All too soon my alarm went off reminding me to change back to pretending to be a happy male. I cleared it from my phone grateful that it gave me time to change yet frustrated and disappointed that Brianne’s time was up.

I had about forty-five minutes to do some last minute chores and clean up before she would be home. Time to man up I guess, literally. I laughed to myself at the idiocy of me being manly. I fake it well enough but long for the day where I don’t have to.

I took the last remaining sip of merlot from my glass and Ümraniye Öğrenci Escort stood to go change. Wow. I was a lot drunker than I expected. A lot. I walked to the kitchen to see I how much of the bottle of wine remained. Empty, I guess that explained it. I put it in the recycling container we keep by the counter then took it all outside to the bin in our side yard by the gate. I had enough experience with heels that I could manage getting around carefully while drunk. Frankly today I didn’t care if the neighbors in their two story homes happened to look out and see me. Ok, I probably did care but the odds were low.

Done and back inside I headed upstairs to change.

DING DONG.

The doorbell. I am not answering dressed like this. Plus I was already upstairs. We often have the same man bringing packages so I couldn’t out myself.

DING DONG.

Then I froze. My heart raced as I remembered. Fuck, she mentioned I would have to sign for a delivery today that she needed. She couldn’t wait until Monday for it. Fuck, what can I do. If I didn’t get it she would check and see him come and go on our surveillance. She’d know I didn’t answer it. The system she wanted installed. I had to get it. I had to open the door.

I went to the door hearing the doorbell ring a third time.

“Coming!” I called out on my way.

“Hi.” I said opening the door just enough for him to slip the envelope and device through to sign. I just got the device though.

“Hey, I’ve got three boxes. They’re heavy.” he said. I recognized his voice. That voice. That sexy voice, his voice always made my heart skip. It was Jake. He was usually here a couple times a week delivering to us. We occasionally had conversations when he stopped. He was a few years older than me and very attractive. I had tried to check him out with every opportunity. He looked like he was in good shape and my eyes were always drawn to his crotch. There was always a generous bulge. A couple of times I thought I saw the shape of a nice cock hanging down his pants leg.

“You can leave them there. I’ll get them shortly.”

“The rain is just starting and they’ll be soaked in just a few minutes. They’re still on the hand truck so I can bring them inside easy.”

“Ok, give me a minute or two here to get something on.” I responded. Maybe he’ll believe I was just showering if I mention it next.

“It’s a deluge out here, I’ll be quick and not look. It’s alright.”

Defeated. I had no choice. I knew there was no way he wouldn’t see me. Even in just a peripheral glance my skirt and wig would be obvious. I decided that I had to allow it.

“Ok, come in.” I let him in. He brought the boxes in setting them to the side. And I thought to myself, you might as well look, you couldn’t miss seeing me anyway.

At first he didn’t look because I was partially hidden by the door. It wouldn’t last though. When he turned to leave he froze. I felt the cold air rush in, rushing past my calves. It fluffed my skirt giving me another feminine sensation. My mind flashed to being a woman walking on a sidewalk downtown before returning to the present reality of my life as I know it crashing down.

It seemed an eternity before he spoke. I felt my breathing quicken.

“Uh, you’re in makeup and heels and everything.” he said. Was he offended?

“Uh huh.” I acknowledged blushing hard.

“Really. Hah. So uh what’s going on? Are you alone? Does wifey know about this?” he chuckled again after his question. Well, at least he didn’t seem offended. I didn’t think he was.

“Alone.” My face had to be bright red by now. I could feel it burning. Every millisecond I waited for him seemed an eternity. My heart thumped so loud I thought I wouldn’t hear him if he spoke. I thought I was going to pass out.

“Well, you don’t look too bad. Pretty good for a sissy actually.” Jake said.

“She’ll be home in thirty minutes. Sorry, I’m really embarrassed. Please don’t mention it to her when you see her.” I responded without registering what he had just said. Wait, did he say I look pretty good? The wine must have made me hear what I wanted. Sissy? True but what did he know about that?

“Mmm. Well, I could but I don’t know. It Ümraniye Çıtır Escort might come up just in our normal conversation you know. Your house is on my route pretty often. I can’t promise it won’t come up.” he said.

“Please, I, look she doesn’t really need to know this. What do you want? I-”

“Well, maybe it’s not my business to share. If I’m keeping your secret maybe you could help me out a bit.”

“Ok, sure. Anything. What do you need?” I responded without thinking. Besides I had no choice but to comply with whatever Jake asked. At least I had a way out.

He stood waiting. I was oblivious to what he was really asking for. He closed the door and walked to the living room. I followed at that point figuring out what he wanted. He turned and stood, waiting again. I kneeled on the carpet feeling my stockings only partially blocking the scratchy fibers pressing on my knees. I reached out to his belt, unfastened it and unbuttoned his pants. They fell a few inches and I pulled them the rest of the way down. I pulled his boxers down next revealing a gorgeous eight inch cock.

“Fuck, you’re big.” I said without really consciously realizing it. It was beautiful. I stared at it while I pulled off his shoes and he stepped out of his clothes.

Wearing just the button down shirt he walked across the room and sat on the couch. I crawled across watching him watching me. I placed my hands on his knees spreading his legs. I kissed his knee. I moved up his leg kissing his soft and lightly hairy skin. My blonde hair brushed over his dark hair turning me on to no end. I lifted his balls to kiss where they rested, then kissed them. I kissed over to the base of his cock. My tongue came out and I licked up to the head. His skin was sweaty and a little salty from the day working.

I circled my tongue around the head before taking his cock in. I took it in until my lips were wrapped around the base. I had taken a breath and was holding it while his swollen cock head was in my throat. I felt his balls press on my smooth chin. I looked up at him as I pulled back.

Fuck, he was pointing his phone at me. I went to pull off the rest of the way and take the phone. This blow job was over!

He used his other hand to slam my head back on him blocking my airway again. My eyes watered as I stared at his eyes. They were not looking at me. I couldn’t push myself up. He wasn’t using much force though because I had submitted. I tried repeatedly to make my hands move and my arms to push to no avail. I wanted that cock in my mouth.

Several seconds later he looked at me.

“That video is synced to my cloud account.” he started. “It’s just some insurance.”

I nodded my confirmation feeling a rush of embarrassment and anger, and then adrenaline shoot through me. The doubt I felt about wanting to go further didn’t matter any more. Fuck, he owned me.

My eyes watered from his cock still held in my throat. I was nearly out of oxygen. He let go and I pulled back coughing and trying to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and saw a few flashes from the camera. Then I stared at the camera. Fuck it, it’s too late now.

He touched the screen and then scanned the camera around the room. Then it was pointed back at me. I smiled making eye contact with the camera lens while I went back to sucking his cock.

“Tell me your name.” he said.

“Brianne.” I said pulling off just enough to say it. I kept eye contact with him.

“Brianne, what’s your number?”

I told him.

“You like dick?” he asked.

“Yes.” I responded exhaling as I answered. I felt like I was admitting it to the world.

“You like my dick?” he asked.

“Yes. It’s beautiful. I love it in my mouth and throat.” I said.

“Are you going to worship my dick?”

“Yes sir.” I responded.

“Are you going to suck my dick again when I feel like it?”

“Yes, I want to suck it every day.” I responded again.

“Good. You want it in your ass don’t you?”

“Yes sir.”

“You want my cum too?”

“Yes sir.”

“You want it on your face?”

“Yes sir.”

“You want it in your mouth?”

“Yes sir.”

“Are you ready for it in your ass?” he asked again.

“Yes Ümraniye Elit Escort sir. Please.” He pulled me off and up.

“Get some lube.” he said.

I stood and rushed to the bedroom. My heels clicked through the tile hallway. I returned quickly handing it to him. I was starting to get worried about time. I probably had fifteen minutes left. He put some lube on his cock and handed it back. I lifted my skirt and pulled my thong to the side before squirting some in my hole. I rubbed it around as much as I could.

He pulled me to him. I straddled his legs. My legs naturally parted as I lowered onto his thighs. I reached down to his cock. I aligned it with my entrance and eased down the rest of the way on him. I felt my entrance stretching around the head as it parted me. Fuck he was thick. When I got the head in I started to ease the rest of the way down. He held the camera to capture us from the side.

I was quickly taken over by his cock. I forgot about the camera. I forgot about the time. I knew I had to go change and remove my makeup but I couldn’t. I started riding his cock slowly feeling every detail as it slipped in and out. I put my hands on his chest and proceeded to stroke his cock with my ass. I started sweating as we fucked. I quickly realized this was so good I didn’t care who knew. If my wife had walked in I wouldn’t have been able to stop. She would meet Brianne. Slutty Brianne. Slutty, needy, feminine Brianne.

I heard a notification from my phone in the other room. Probably my wife saying she was almost home. Oh well, she was going to get a show. This was worth it. I rode him faster and he kept up, moving in coordination with me. He was enjoying it but he didn’t seem anywhere near coming.

He moved his hand momentarily so I could see the time. Fuck, it was exactly when I expected my wife to be home. I started to panic more and almost thought of pulling off of him. My legs were starting to give out as he started moaning. They increased as the burning in my legs did.

“Oh fuck, ready for my cum?” he asked.

“Ohhh, yeah baby. Give it to me.” I responded.

“Oh fuck you have me close. Ohhh!” I stared into his eyes as I kept riding him. I saw it on his face just before he was about to explode. He lifted me off him.

“Kneel and get ready for it.” He ordered.

I knelt and looked up to see him holding the phone recording us. I opened my mouth obediently while looking into his eyes. I watched his face change as his orgasm started. He jerked his cock a few times before unleashing the torrent of hot cum. The first shot blasted across my face from my hair to my chin. The second covered my cheek forcing me to close one eye. It seemed like it would never stop as shot after shot landed on my face and sweater. When it finally slowed I licked the head, milking him to get the last few drops.

“Thanks Brianne. That was hot.” he said as soon as he finished. He ended the video recording on his phone but took a few closeups of my cum covered face. I didn’t care. I was so turned on that I just wanted him to fuck me again soon. He put his underwear and pants back on and I went out to watch him walk out to his van.

Just then I saw her car coming up the street. I slammed the door and ran in my heels upstairs to the bedroom. I pulled my sweater, skirt and heels off throwing them in my hamper. I pulled my breast forms out hiding them in the sweater. I set my wig softly inside the hamper too, on top of the clothes. I heard the garage door close as I moved to the sink. I used a towel to wipe as much cum from my face as possible. I rolled the towel to conceal as much cum as possible then put it in the cabinet under the sink. I pulled out a cleaning pad to wipe off the remaining makeup, quickly throwing it in her trash to be camouflaged with the others. I pulled on sweat pants, a sweat shirt and socks over my lingerie then walked out of the closet. It was just in time to pass her as she went to change clothes.

“Hey, I saw the boxes in the hall. Thanks for signing and bringing them in.” she said.

“No problem. Jake actually brought them in.”

I couldn’t believe how close it was. Later that night Jake texted me a link to the private site with the videos and pictures. I was able to watch and relive it. It was so hot to watch him fuck me. I’m sure I watched it several times that night. This was just the first time that Jake had his way with me. There were many more times that I dressed for him. Sometimes he made me meet him somewhere. Each time we met he recorded it.

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I must have been standing there for awhile barefoot and terry-cloth robe with my eyes fixed on Alex and my mouth open. For some reason I was still on my toes even though Alex had let go of my chin. I lowered my feet and tried to say something but some feeling of fear and some feeling of being out of control confused me and I couldn’t think of what to say. Even though submissive, I am also a bit of a smart alec, it made me feel more in control.

After what seemed like an eternity he said, “I’m sorry I’ve deceived you but I need you to do something for me and if I had told you before you came, of course you would have been stupid to come. I know you don’t know us here at the ranch at all and you and I agreed you would stay for only a week but I need you to stay longer. We will let your family know through your email you are alright so they won’t worry.. You will be well cared for here. I can’t explain all the details now but the future of this ranch and all the people who work here rest on you and I.” He paused, and I imagined I thought I saw a flicker of pain cross his impassive face, “I used poor judgement in trusting some peculiar people and have endangered everyone I love.”

I held my hand up, permission to speak? I tried a forced smile, “I don’t think you have the right person, I’m just… this, little ol’ me. But look… what about if I do what you asked for, I’ll get on my knees, and give you the best blow job you’ve had this year? Then give me my car keys and I swear I won’t tell anyone. No one knows I dress anyways and so no one to tell. Cool?” I started to kneel, but moved slightly to the left where there was what looked like one of those decorative antique kettles. I imagined it would do the job. I started to kneel and my robe fell open slightly. I was around half his age and I was a bit soft but nimble. I would find Ms Garvey and threaten her with another antique and we could all chalk this up to a misunderstanding. I would be keeping the terrycloth robe of course. Fair is fair.

I grabbed the kettle with my left hand and in one motion stood back up and swung the kettle over my head, which now seemed much heavier as a girl for some reason. I thought I caught him by surprise but he caught my hand at the top of its arc. I brought my right knee, through my now open robe, up full force, with all my ancestral kung fu guidance, to his privates. He managed to twist and took the blow on his thigh. He groaned, which felt satisfying. As I advanced, I felt a towel on my face, then my mouth. I looked back and it was Ms Garvey who seemed agitated but held the cloth firmly over my mouth. I was confused as I collapsed in slow motion (or so it felt.) Alex caught me and softly laid me on ground, my robe barely covering up my naturally tan, mostly hairless mostly body which had very recently gotten the love of a full spa treatment. As things got a little weird, I looked up at Alex. His face seemed… sad?

Now I was looking at my crumpled body from above with a leg sticking out of robe. Alex and Ms Garvey were tending to me and covered up my exposed leg. Hmmm, I looked good! I laughed, I could fly! There I was poolside giggling with the other two girls. For the life of me I couldn’t remember their names. Then what looks like a butler walks over with canapes. He looked funny and I started laughing anew, not ladylike at all. Ms Garvey was manning the barbecue and Alex was smoking a cigar poolside reading a newspaper. Who reads newspapers?!

The music had me humming… what was the tune? Tip of my brain, that tune. I looked in the sky. Not a cloud in the sky and I had on this great swimsuit, one piece, showing off my back, glistening from sunscreen. glittery low heel flip-flops. This was the life! Should I go for a swim? My thoughts turned inward and I gazed at the wavy aqua water inviting me to dive in. Things crossfaded movie style and then I was in my beautiful cottage bed again. “I got it!” I said to no one. Then softer to myself, “Summertime Sadness, Lana Del Rey!” I hummed the song and I could feel myself awaken. As my eyes slowly focussed, I could make out Alex sitting in a chair reading (a newspaper!) and Ms Garvey bustled about just outside. It looked like morning.

I think most people would ask why the first thing I noticed was NOT that I was completely bound, but it wasn’t. Because of the Chloroform of course, I was a tiny bit foggy. The first thing I DID notice was that I was wearing a grey pleated silk flippy skirt. I guess because I’m a girl, of course. I could tell the dress was expensive, probably as much as my entire skirt put together. I’ve never worn anything of that quality of course and I could tell the way it moved and rustled the materials were high quality and my captors had some sense of taste and money. I was also dressed in a white silk blouse with absurdly feminine ruffles running up the front where it was buttoned conservatively up high on my neck. I was wearing Pendik Sınırsız Escort a tasteful and understated silver bracelet on my right wrist. I could only feel lovely undergarments but of course couldn’t see them.

The fog in my head was almost lifted. Now I noticed for the first time below the skirt, beyond the stockings, my feet were tied together firmly together at the ankles simply and firmly with what looked like rawhide. That kind of made sense, we were on a ranch right? My wrists were tied to bed, each arm pulled out to either side and attached to bed beyond my view left and right. I could see the knots were done by professionals, not fussy but not in any way lackadaisical. I knew I wasn’t going anywhere for the moment and I narrowed my eyes and gave Alex my best “oh you fucked with the wrong girl” look but it’s hard to look convincing when I’m tied up like that. Alex walked to foot of bed as Ms Garvey materialised. She seemed always composed, not a hair out of place.

“I’m so sorry Lana.” was what he finally said. “I will let you out of your binds in due time. I don’t want you to feel like you are a prisoner.” We both glanced at the thigh I kicked. “You cannot leave the grounds, the bracelet on your right wrist cannot be removed and you will get a nasty surprise if you near the borders of this ranch.” I looked at my wrist and back at him, I could feel he was telling the truth. “I want you to enjoy these facilities, which have more amenities than i’ve even told you. But as I said last night, I need something from you and would not be asking you, an innocent stranger if the situation wasn’t dire. I’m hoping over time you can see and feel compassion for us and my regard for you so that your task for us is easier.

He stopped, careful with his words. “I don’t want to get into all the details now, I myself don’t know them completely. What I’d like to talk about is you, Laura. What I think of your potential. When I first saw your pictures and we emailed, my heart rose. You have something… I would bet my instincts on it. You have… allure yes, but much more. Some kind of submissive feminine quality, some curiosity, some boldness, some innocence and wonder. Something vulnerable yet strong. Refined men with tastes and fetishes like myself search the world for it.” Despite my seething anger, I almost blushed from the compliments. And yet I knew myself not to be this person. My anger returned.

“I would never help you” I said coldly and with conviction. My voice was a little raspy but strong enough. “I wouldn’t indulge you in any way. You’re a liar, I don’t do anything with liars.”

He bowed his head. “Yes I know, and as much as I would fall for you, I need you for something else, not for me. I cannot have you.” I looked at him, feeling a little scared. This was ridiculous, like some movie and I was completely able to move.

Alex said kindly, “But… you aren’t ready, far from it. And perhaps you will never be ready, who knows these things but you are our one chance. First the staff, myself and some of my trusted friends need to train you. You need to discover and own your power, to know nice things, to know what a certain kind of man wants intuitively. You need to know yourself, have confidence. You have to know the world of desire, which you have been too afraid to delve into.”

He continued, “You will not meet ordinary men. Not men who just inherited or made some money, such as my friends. They are unique men who have everything that money can buy… except authenticity that serves their whims. And for that they will move the world. The training will be difficult but I feel you can do this. In return, the best I can do is offer you is what this ranch can offer. You will eat well and there are many things to do here and you will have a budget to buy whatever you want and need.”

I felt incredulous. The best you can do? I imagined russian mafia or worse. People who would sooner kill you then to say, greet you? This seemed pretty outrageous. I pulled at the rawhide, which only seemed to make them a bit tighter. “This is bullshit. I am going to take the first moment I have a chance and I will make you regret. I’ll make everyone here regret.”

Alex looked tired. “I know, Your reaction is perfectly reasonable. But the show must go on. First thing we need is to have you clean you up properly. Ms Garvey will oversee all of your needs in that area. All the girly matters, and she knows fashion and all those girly matters. From now on, you will be called Lana, much sexier.” Whatever I thought although I kind of liked the new name.

Ms Garvey had stopped what she was doing. She still felt kind, her face regretful but knowing she had no choice. Alex left. I was going to call after him but there didn’t seem to be any point. What would I ask for anyways. I turned to Ms Garvey, who was at the foot of the bed with a soft leather Hermes toiletry Pendik Suriyeli Escort bag. “I’m so sorry, really I am but I also want your stay to be as comfortable as it can be. Alex is a good man and what he said is true,” she paused for next words, “Unfortunately at the moment I can’t trust you won’t overpower me, so today at least I will ask my son Hank to help.” Hank had stepped in, cowboy hat in hand, and looked even dumber than he did the day before fetching my luggage. He had that cowboy build, thin but wiry, used to taking down livestock.

“Hank’s not so bright but he’s very good with his hands and gentle. I will be cleaning the other girl’s cottages while they are out riding. Lana, this is Hank, Hank, Lana.” Ms Garvey beat a hasty exit and Hank walked over, boots making a gentle sound on carpet. He looked me over, considering perhaps how to work with me. He reached into Hermes bag and pulled out a straight razor, like they used in the wild west. Hank looked up and said plainly, “Need shave you, razor good, don’t worry.” He had come to my left side closer to me. What a dumbass.

I spoke softly and urgently. “Hey Hank,you’re a bright guy. Listen, you haven’t done anything wrong. I can make this worth your while, my family is very wealthy and if you give me my car keys and perhaps something for this bracelet, you will be handsomely rewarded and…” I stopped talking. Hank, looking dumb still, had stuck his index finger in my mouth” while watching me curiously. “Hey Han” I tried to say, but as I spoke he put his finger further in my mouth. I could taste cowhide and sweat.

Well if that was the way he wanted to do it so be it. I bit down to teach the dullard where to put his finger. As I bit, he slid his finger further down until I gagged. When I gagged he withdrew his finger a bit. But now anytime I tried to speak he just put his fingers, moist with my spit, down my throat. After awhile he looked at me, like, can you be quiet? I shook my head yes resignedly. He pulled finger out slowly which was a relief.

To my embarrassment, my “clit” had become very slightly erect. Not from attraction of course but… I mean I had no idea. Something like being taken control of by an idiot. Bit if Hank noticed the slight lump in my skirt, he didn’t let on.

He re-fastened the rawhide so now my arms were tied together, raised in back of me. He gently slid my body down and put a pillow under my ass. He re-fastened my legs so they were open. This was all done very quickly. He went into the bathroom and I could just see him filling a bucket with warm sudsy water. A tug here and there convinced me the knots were still well done.

He returned and before I could think clearly he’d raised my legs in the air with one hand and with the other started putting oils on my behind. As I mentioned, I am naturally hairless… except down there and around my head. His hands were warm and oddly gentle and I kept wanting to make a deal where I would obey so he wouldn’t have to handle me like some kind of animal but clearly he wasn’t listening. I started giving in. As he rubbed me he did something that made me jump. He would insert his finger in my ass for just a moment. But then pull out before I could complain. This went on, me getting relaxed and then the little finger motion.

I was starting to feel pleasure in my clit and sissy areas and I wanted to hide my face in shame but couldn’t as my arms were bound above me.. I hid my face as best as possible in the ruffles of my shirt and he smiles a little but it didn’t feel lecherous, he seemed someone happy in their work. He had finished the massage, if that’s what you could call it and lathered up what looked like shaving cream around my private areas. I could feel a slight tingle and fresh cold air. He had gently hiked up my skirt. Now he held one leg up firmly up and turned my body, not in a painful way at all but Ii couldn’t move in his firm grasp and my face was in comforter. I could feel the straight razor as it worked itself around my curves. I could feel him getting to every area even as I was turned around. He worked the other side by lifting the other leg. Any fight I had was gone. The warm towel wiping away the shaving cream felt like heaven as he flipped me back over. As I was turned upward, I was surprised that my clit was erect. I would have been more embarrassed but Hank for his part didn’t seem to notice as he re-fastened the ropes and put me in a more comfortable sitting position on the bed and loosened my bindings so I could move my arms and legs around just a bit. He seemed all about working which I had gratitude for. I felt an amazing smoothness and it felt luxurious.

When he finished, he came around the bed to say goodbye, I wanted to thank him. I mumbled, “Ok I know you can’t let me go. I just wanted to thank you for being coo…” At this point he stuck his right index finger in my mouth again. Again I tasted Pendik İranlı Escort his farmwork, sweat and soap. “Hey! I know if I’m complaining you want me quiet but I’m just trying to thank you!” I was trying to say.

His middle finger slid in to join his index finger and he started pulling the fingers in and out slowly, his fingers turning slightly red from my lipstick. He had loosened the ropes attached to my wrists enough where I could grab his hand and pull it out. “What the hell, listen I was just trying to…” this time he put both fingers in and peeled my fingers away from his hand gently but firmly. As he pulled this way and that in my mouth I stopped trying to grab his hand again, what was the point, I just laid back.

With a half smile and right hand fingers still in my mouth he reached with his left hand and undid his jeans and unzipped his pants. There was a bulge under his underpants. My hands and legs went instinctively into the defensive position, I started to scream for Ms. Garvey and trying to hit him anywhere but he shook his head in the negative. He put right knee on the bed and swung over so he straddled my body and pinned my arms. I tried to struggle with my legs which were still spread out by my bindings. He reached back and tightened the ropes securing my legs while keeping his fingers in my mouth.

He took out his thin but long cock from his jeans which made me pause in my struggle. I was panting. He was rock hard. He smiled as he removed and stroked his cock. He was probably around 23 and farmwork and sun had made him almost glow with health and vigor. He had an insistent look, the way young men look when they have desire. I looked up at him through the fingers in my mouth at his face and then his cock and back to his face. He moved his fingers in my mouth and my head moved with them. In one move and before I could react, he removed his fingers and at the same time put his cock into my mouth causing me to almost gag.

Even had I wanted to scream, I wouldn’t have been able to. He gently rubbed the back of my head with his moist fingers, I couldn’t at first tell if he was forcing himself into me or pushing my head onto his cock or if I was starting to move my head on my own. For a young man, he went very slowly. I could feel his desire and the smell of farmhand sweat mixed with the musky smell of his aftershave was making me lose my concentration.I could feel my panties rubbing against my buttocks and how there was a complete lack of hair down there. It gave me the feeling of being intoxicated and also wanting to run away. I stopped struggling, content to keep doing what we were doing while looking up at his face, which looked calm and happy. He rubbed my cheek with his other hand tenderly.

I closed my eyes, his touch comforted me. My hands were tied to my feet so my back was arched backward. By moving my knees apart, I was able to change angle forward and start to move my head into his cock deeper in my throat. I couldn’t open my eyes, I was scared that I was beginning to enjoy this. He groaned heavily. I almost gagged but worked through it, still with eyes closed and sucking so his hard cock glistened. Each time I gagged, he would pull my head out a bit and let me lick his shaft and take each ball into my mouth for a moment. I was in a trance of some sort, in and out, deep and shallow. I loved working his head passionately with my lips and mouth and having his cock touch the insides of my cheeks and the back of my throat.

I didn’t feel like screaming but from time to time I would turn my head, gasping for air. Gently Hank would guide my head back to his cock and I would take it again in my mouth. Whenever he looked down at me, tied like one of his livestock, looking up at him with ruffled blouse and flippy skirt his cock could become more engorged. My clit got harder and harder, rubbing against the silk panties and my legs.

When he came, I was surprised and my eyes opened. He held my head gently against his cock as he looked up and grimaced as his cum spurted into my throat, wave after wave. I swallowed willingly, I had no energy. I felt gentleness towards him and sucked him very softly and looked up at him. He paused and stole a glance down at me and a couple more spurts came out and I took it in, never averting my eyes from him. My clit was small and hard. I was on the edge but also I didn’t want to cum, it felt almost not the point.

Finally he stopped. He looked at me, touched me on the cheek and pulled his cock out, and his cum soaked cock dribbled a few drops down my mouth. I had a mouth full of cum and I closed my mouth, looked down and swallowed. I felt shame now and looked away, still on my knees as he cleaned himself up hastily. He silently undid my bindings and tied me to the bed as I originally was, feet trussed together and hands to the outside, but this time not so tight. He carefully did my make up again, especially my lipstick which was all over my face. He looked spent and left quickly. I cried a little, softly, my education had begun and I felt both exhausted mentally and physically. I felt activated somehow but this would be a tough road. Then I fell into a deep sleep, the ropes tugging erotically at my damp skin.

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Seelam seks hikayeleri okuyucuları been ece 25 yaşıındayım yaşadıklarım been 16 yaşımdayken başladı o zamanlar abim 20 annem ise 40 yaşıındaydı.
been herzamanki gibi okuldan eve gelmiştim odama geçiyordumki annemi gördüm banyonun kapı deliğinden bakıyordu şaşırmıştımanne ne yapıyorsun dedim.
kızarak git odana dedimerak etmiştim amma odama gittim amma aklım takılmıştı tekrar gittim gizlice baktım annem delikten bakarken elini amına sürtüyordu kafam iyice karışmıştı geçer gibi yapıp anneme aa ne yapıyorsun sen anne ya dedim sen karışma buna dedi içerde kim varr dedim baban diyecek sanarken abin dedi o kaddar afallamıştımki öyle biir NEEEE diye bağırdımki abim heyacanla dışarı çıktı çırılçıplaktı herşeyi ortadaydıanne ece diyebildi içeri kaçtı annem gördünmü yaptığını salak kız dedi anne niye abimi rönt lüyorsun dedim oda harika biir vücudu ve şeyi varr baban artıkk yetmiyo banaa abini istiyorum dedi merak etmiştim şeyini gerçi banyoda ani çıkışında gördüm amma bişey anlamamıştım daha detaylı incelemeliydimbeende bakıcam dedim olmaz dedi bakıcam beenim de hakkım abim sonuçta dedim al bak dedi biir baktım Ümraniye escort bayan abim tamamen çıplak olarak direk deliğe bakıyo biir yandanda sikini sıvazlıyo içim bi garip oldu odama gittim aradan galiba biir saat geçti annem ecee diye seslendi efendiim dedim geel diye tekrarladı salona gittim kimse yoktunerdesin dedim odamdayım dedi odasına gidiyordumki kapının aralık aralıktanda annemle abimi öpüştüğü görünüyordu ses çıkarmadan izlemeye başladım abim annemin dudaklarını moratırcasına emiyor biir yandanda her yerini sıkıyorduilginç gelmişti hiçbiirşey olmamış gibibiirden içeri girdim aaa bu ne hal dedim annem abimi bırakıp kolumdan tutup yatağa çekti gel kız orospu buraya hayat dersi burad başka kimse sana bunu öğretemez annen olarak banaa düşer dedi yatağa oturtuonları izlemeye başladım abim heryerini yalııyordu sıra amına gelmişti annemin ve abimi ilk defa bu gün organlarını görüyordum abim annemin amını yalarken midem bulandı çünki annemi amından akan sıvıyı görüyordum abimde o sıvıyı yalııyor harika diye söyleniyordu içim kalkmıştıbanyoya gittim kusmaya başladım annemde arkam Escort Ümraniye gelip eşofmanımı indirdi ne olduğunu anlamadım geri çekecektimki biir tokat attı beynim döndü az kaldı bayılıyordum annem başladı beenim amımı yalamaya kız bu negüzel bi am çook iyi bakıyorsun kılları bile şekilli kesmişsin orospu dedim yalaması hoşuma gitmişti ses çıkarmadım parmağını sokmaya başladı anne demeye kalmadıki amımda biir acı hissettimanladımki kızlığım bozulmuştu ve sonra kan akmaya başladı annem pişman olmuştu tüh be kızın geleceğini karartıkk dedi abim geldi ne yaptın anne kızı mahvettin dedi been ağlamaya başladım abim gelip sarıldı üzülme bitanem diktiririz dedi ve yanağımda öptü öbür yanağımdan öpüyorduki göz göze geldik dudağıma baktı ve yavaşça öpmeye başladı içim gıdık gıdık oldu kendimi bırakıverdim üzerimi çıkarıyor amma been bişey diyemiyordumdilim kilitlenmişti göğüslerimi yalamaya başladı anne beenii yatağa yatırdı oda amımı yalııyordu annem ve abim tarafından beceriliyordum annem çekildi abim sikini amıma dayadı hfifçe itti öyle biir acı hissettimki bağırmama itfaye gelirdi herhalde gözlerimden Ümraniye Rus Escort yaşlar geliyor bacaklarım tirtir titriyorduçıkar çıkar diye bağırıyordum annem bile korkmuştu oğlum çıkar kıza bişey olacak dedi been kendimden geçmişim hiçç biirşey hatılamıyorum kendime geldigimde amımda ince biir sızı amma ağzımda harika biir tat vardı anne been ne yedim böyle ağzım tatlanmış dedim annem gülerek kızım boşaldın sen onun tadı o dedi nasıl dedim hatırlamıyormusun abinin altında iken daha ileri daha ileri dediğini dedi yoo dedim bayılmışım been abin seni boşalttı kızım sıra beende dinlensin beenide boşaltacak yazık çocuğu bitirdin dedi10 dk sonra abim annemi sikmeye başlamıştı beende annemin göğüslerini yalııyordum aklıma bile gelmezdi böyle biir olay yaşıyacağım amma yaşıyordum abim gidip geldikçe annem ah lar oh lar içiinde bağırıyor kafasını sağa sola sallıyordu abim annem geliyoruuuum dedi abim de beendeee diye bağırdı abim boşalırken arghhhh diye bişey dedi açıkcası korktum annem abimden hamile kaldıbabam bunu duydu kalpten öldü zaten kalp vardı tuz biber oldu bu başka kimse bilmiyor annem doğurdu çocuğuşu an 8 yaşıında ilkokula gidiyo kız adıda gamze babasının o doğmadan öldüğünü sanıyo beenide ablası ya gerçek babasını tabiki abisi sanıyohala yapıyoruz aramıza kimseyi almadık bilmiyorum bu oyun nereye kaddar gidecek banaa bukonu hakkında fikirlerinizi ve yaşadığınız olayları anlatın

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The Members, Masters and Mistresses, gathered for breakfast in Castleton’s formal dining room. Each of them had their slaves kneeling by their side. The slaves wore robes and studded leather collars with embedded steel rings. A chain leash was fastened to a collar ring and on to their individual Master or Mistress’s hand. The male slaves genitals were bound by leather cock and ball harnesses, with an attached chain that passed through a neck collar ring then on to the Members hand. The harnesses pressed, separated and squeezed their balls and prevented the male slaves cocks’ from getting a hard-on.

The slaves had been trained to serve breakfast to their Master or Mistress, from a tray held by a Helper. After serving their ‘owner’ the slaves would be permitted to partake of the breakfast. The tray held a breakfast of scrambled eggs, ham, bacon, potatoes, orange juice, coffee and tea. The serving of meals assured that the slaves learned to perform all services for their Master or Mistress. Serving incorrectly or clumsily was swiftly followed with humiliation and correction.

The slaves were trying to be extra careful, but the Members, and Helpers, set traps that caused the slaves to fail, thus providing entertainment for the Masters and Mistresses. A male slave, called Norman, was pouring coffee for his Master. The Master deliberately moved his cup causing the coffee to spill onto the white tablecloth. “You clumsy worm!” exclaimed the Master. “Have you learned nothing from your training? Answer me you slut!” he shouted. The slave lowered his eyes to gaze at the floor and trembled while searching for an appropriate response.

“Forgive me, Master.” He said fearfully.

“Forgive you?” his Master ranted, “You’ll wish you had never spilled that coffee when I’m through with you.” The slave began to plead and beg for another chance to serve his Master. Privately, the slave was hoping that he would be humiliated and ‘corrected’. “Oh, you want another chance?” mocked his Master. “Well I’ll give you a chance to entertain and please us all. Is that what you want?”

“Yes Master, I want to please you and the other Members,” Norman said, “Anything, Master. I’ll do anything you want,” He said softly.

“You’ll do more than you ever imagined, you whore!” his Master replied. He rose and lightly hit his fork on the crystal water glass, which rang like a bell. “Grand Master, may I speak to the Members?” he asked.

“Indeed, Master Brutus, the floor is yours.” Octavian replied.

“Thank you, my Lord.” Master Brutus threw his robe back over his shoulders to reveal his nakedness and a magnificent hard on. His cock was thick yet not long, but as rigid as granite. “Masters and Mistresses,” he began. “This miserable slut of a slave has soiled our linen with his clumsiness. I propose that he perform a service to entertain us, as a fitting apology.” The Members applauded and awaited their ‘apology’.

Brutus had his slave place eggs and ham on a plate and place it on the table. The slave was ordered to stand on the table and remove his ball and cock harness. His cock quickly became erect as soon as he released it from its leather prison. The Members lightly applauded the hard cock that would provide their breakfast entertainment for them. Brutus directed a Helper to hold the slave’s breakfast plate underneath the exposed cock. “Stroke your cock,” ordered Brutus. The slave, Norman, began to masturbate for the assembled Members as they ate and watched the Pendik Olgun Escort performance. He grasped his uncircumcised cock fully in his hand as he moved the foreskin up and down over the bulbous head, holding the shaft at the base his cock. His Master had him stroke and pinch his own nipples as he masturbated. “You may not stop masturbating, and you do not have permission to cum,” his Master ordered.

The slave continued the strokes, but he could feel his cum begin to build in his balls and cock. Another Master ordered his female slave to lick Norman’s balls, as he masturbated, which heightened his feeling of an impending orgasm. He visibly moaned and strained to avoid orgasm, to the delight of the audience. “If you cum, you will pay the price,” Master Brutus advised him and reached to grasp the slave’s cockhead and squeeze it, to preclude cumming, thus prolonging the slaves’ agony.

Three other male slaves were commanded to get up on the table and begin masturbating, with their cocks pointed at Norman’s breakfast plate. They too, were ordered to withhold cumming until Norman ejaculated onto his breakfast plate first. Hence, they were at liberty to slow or stop masturbating if they were close to cumming. Each time Norman appeared to be close to cumming, his Master would squeeze the slave’s cockhead. The female slave, licking his balls, was ordered to bite the slave’s ball sack and pull at it harshly, with her teeth, to distract Norman from cumming.

Someone produced a set of thumbscrew nipple clamps. Brutus quickly fit them to Norman’s nipples. He fastened the clamps and screwed them down tightly, tormenting the now writhing slave. Another Member produced a thin leather bound wire whip and passed it on to Master Brutus, who expressed his gratitude. He immediately put it to use across Norman’s hand and cockhead as the slave screamed, but continued masturbating. A Mistress, named Johanna, came over to Norman and tightly fastened a weighted chain around Norman’s balls and casually let the chain drop. The sudden weight brought a groan of pain from the slave, as the Mistress’s efforts were roundly applauded. Brutus, thanked Mistress Johanna and resumed the correction, by whipping Norman’s ass. The deep red welts were rising quickly from his ass flesh and burned like fire with each stroke of the whip.

Norman cried out for mercy, but to no avail. Master Brutus used the pleas as reason enough to deliver a measured stroke across the slave’s balls, causing him to scream and fall to his knees. Brutus, commanded the slave to get to his feet, brought the whip down on Norman’s cock again, causing a welt to rise across the cockhead. Painfully, but still sexually aroused from the whip, Norman slowly rose to his feet and continued masturbating. His cock and fingers hurt from the effects of the whip, and his nipples were swollen and aching, but he knew better than to stop masturbating or even plead for mercy.

Brutus grinned as he screwed the nipple clamps down another turn as Norman moaned and cried out. The other male slaves were nearing orgasm. Master Brutus sensed that it was time to end this phase of the entertainment. “You may cum now, Norman,” Brutus allowed. He motioned to the Helper to hold the breakfast plate nearer to Norman to catch the semen that would soon spew forth from his aching cock. The other slaves also moved into position to cum all over the food on the plate.

Norman felt his cum welling up from deep in his balls, still weighted and being bitten. His balls were sore, his nipples hurt and his cock was aching for relief. Suddenly, his eyes rolled back in his head and he exploded, spewing frothy, Pendik Sarışın Escort pearly white cum in an arc from his cockhole onto the breakfast plate. Again and again, the throbbing cock delivered huge volumes of his pent up cum over the eggs and ham. The others reached their climax just after Norman, and they too sprayed the breakfast plate with large loads of ejaculate.

Master Brutus forced Norman to his knees and ordered him to cleanse the dripping cocks of the other slaves. Norman complied eagerly and licked the slave’s cocks clean. The slaves returned to their ‘owners’ and took their places on their knees. The Members applauded their commendable efforts, turning their attention to Master Brutus and his slave. Brutus took the plate from the Helper and gave it to Norman along with a fork. “Your breakfast,” he said as Norman looked upon the plate of eggs and ham that were nearly completely covered with cum. “Eat,” commanded Brutus. Norman looked pleadingly at his Master in a futile hope that Brutus would rescue him from this humiliation. Brutus grinned as he fingered the whip and lightly slapped it in his palm. Norman began to eat the cum-covered eggs and ham assuring that none was missed or wasted. He continued until the plate was clean.

Mistress Darla rose from her seat and climbed onto the table. She threw off her robe revealing her gorgeous naked body, as she held a crystal goblet in her hand. She grinned, squatted slightly, put the glass under her cunt and peed into the crystal goblet. She filled it to the brim, and offered it to Norman. Still on his knees, Norman thanked her, grasped the glass in both hands and drank the warm yellow liquid completely. She grasped his hair and forced him to lick her cunt clean of some remaining dribbles of piss. The Members gave her and Brutus a standing ovation, in which they reveled and strutted about, with their arms outstretched to the cheers and applause.

Master Brutus grasped the chain tied around Norman’s balls and pulled it until Norman groaned painfully, rose to his feet and climbed off the table. Brutus led his slave, by the balls, to an elevated area at the front of the dining room. The Helpers placed a raised padded hassock at the center of the makeshift stage. Brutus placed Norman on his stomach across the hassock. The Helpers spread his wrists and ankles and secured them to rings in the floor. Brutus dropped the chain on his balls and let it hang down pulling on Norman’s balls. The Helpers spread Normans’ asscheeks wide, revealing his rosy asshole for all to see. His Master invited Mistress Lira to come forth with her rubber bands and punish his clumsy slave. Lira eagerly agreed.

Master Brutus devised a special ‘correction’ where he would first strike his slave’s asshole with the whip. This was followed by the stinging rubber band applied to his asshole by Mistress Lira. This alternating chastisement of the slave’s asshole continued uninterrupted, except for the increased ferocity of the blows, until the slave was screaming for mercy. His cock belied his plight, however, as it had become rock hard and was pulsing with each blow. As much as Norman’s pain increased with each blow, the pain also doubled his sexual arousal. His cock heavily oozed pre-cum as he screamed with pain, and joy, at his torment.

Brutus ordered a Helper to lick and suck the slave’s cock, but not to allow him to cum. The Helper relished his task and quickly brought Norman to the brink of cumming, only to quell the urge by biting hard on the slave’s cockhead. The alternating assault brought such searing pain to Norman’s asshole that he begged for mercy in between his screams, Pendik Şişman Escort until finally, he could no longer scream or beg. His eyes rolled back in complete surrender. He lay hurting and exhausted on the hassock, nearly oblivious to the continued torment of his asshole.

Finally, Mistress Lira stopped and moved to the front of the hassock. Master Brutus shifted his whip from his slave’s asshole to his asscheeks. Lira sat down with her cunt in front of Norman’s face, lifted his head so that her cunt covered his mouth. “Suck my cunt, you slut!” commanded Mistress Lira. Norman’s tongue probed deeply into her cunt as he licked and swallowed her streaming juices. Lira’s arousal was at its peak and she came hard as Norman sucked her cunt. She shuddered through multiple orgasms, moaning aloud as he pleasured her cunt. She ground her clit against Norman’s tongue and screamed with joy as she came again and again, as the talented tongue worked its magic on Liras’ nub. A Helper, realized Lira’s plight and he moved forward to lightly rub her nipples in rhythm with the sucking of her cunt, thus enhanced her pleasure. Lira rewarded the helper by fondling his cock as she kissed him full on his lips.

Brutus, pleased with his welting of Norman’s asscheeks, opened his robe to uncover a massive erection seeping with pre-cum nectar. Brutus used the pre-cum to lubricate the bulbous head of his cock then thrust it deep into his slave’s asshole. Norman sighed with pleasure from the familiar feeling of his Master’s cock in his ass. He moved his hips back to meet the cock thrusts of his Master and moaned with pleasure at the fucking his ass was getting. Brutus sensed his orgasm nearly upon him and he withdrew his cock and swiftly moved to Norman’s head. Grabbing Norman by the hair, he pulled his face away from Mistress Lira’s cunt and exploded his cum all over Lira’s cleft. The thick, pearly, semen flowed slowly over and into Lira’s cunt. Brutus continued to spew great volleys of cum until his throbbing cock would spasm, but cum no more. Master Brutus milked his cock to get the last dribbles of cum flowing over his cockhead.

When no more cum could be milked out, he thrust his cock into Norman’s mouth to be cleansed. Satisfied, Brutus moved Norman’s head back to Mistress Lira’s cum covered cunt, to lick up the nectar he had deposited there. Norman obediently licked up the thick pearly fluid from all the folds and crevasses of Mistress Lira’s cunt. Satisfied, both Lira and Brutus invited the other Members, Helpers and slaves to partake of Norman’s tongue and asshole. Lines formed at both of Norman’s ends as the participants thrust their cocks or cunts into Norman’s mouth, or their cocks in his ass. Some put on condoms so they could pour their semen into Normans’ mouth or onto a cunt he was sucking. In all, some thirty residents of Castleton enjoyed orgasm as a result of Normans’ tongue or asshole.

When at last the residents finished with Norman he lay exhausted, whipped, and hurting from the weights on his balls and the clamps on his nipples. He still had a raging hard on and yearned for sexual fulfillment and release. His yearning ended abruptly, as Brutus struck him hard across the cockhead with the whip, causing his cock to instantly become flaccid while Norman screamed with pain. Master Brutus smiled satisfactorily and beckoned to the Helpers to return Norman to his slave quarters.

The Members returned to their places at the table and continued their breakfast. The slaves, apprehensively, continued serving their Masters and Mistresses each hoping privately, that they too might commit an infraction and suffer the pleasure of a ‘correction’ similar to Normans’. Some slaves erred and they too were corrected, but none suffered as had Norman. Their ‘corrections’ were swift, with slaps, a quick series of strokes with the whip and sexual torments of various sorts, but none that approached the severity of Norman’s ‘correction’.

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Geceliği baldırlarından biiraz daha yukarı kaldırdım.
Külotu götünün arasındaydı.
Annem biiraz daha yukarı çıkmamı istedi.
Kalçalarıma masaj yap diyordu.
Masaj yaparken dayanamadım Ümraniye Zenci Escort ve en sonunda dudaklarımı annemin götüne yapıştırdım.
Deli gibi emiyordum.
Annemden ses bile çıkmadı.
kızacağı yerde ıhhh diye ses çıkarıyordu.
Annem biirden hadi beenii sik dedi.
Been nedense salak gibi olmaz öyle şey anne dedim.
Annem de babannemde kaldıgımız gece taytında döllerimi gördüğünü söylüyordu.
O anda anladım.
Annemde beenii istiyordu.
Annemle deli gibi öpüşmeye başladık, göğüslerini yalııyordum, ısırıyordum.
Annem hadi sik beenii dedi ve amına girmeye çalıştım amı bekledim gibi o kaddar açık çıkmamıştı.
Annemin gözlerinden yaş geldi… Girmekte biiraz zorlandım.
Annem de acı çekti çünki daha sonradan annlattıgına göre babam onu topu topu 6 yada 7 kere sikmiş.
Annemi hiçç acımadan acı acı sikiyordum.
Daha sonra götünden sikmeye kalkıştım amma annem itiraz etti canının çook yanmasından korkuyomuş.
Been biir yağlı krem alıp sikimi yağladım.
O götü mutlaka sikmeliydim ve biir anda annemin götüne sikimi dayadım ve sokmaya başladım.
Annemin gözlerinden yaş geldi amma amına tam beş dafa boş aldıım annemde en az okaddar.
Bu sevgimiz 2 yıldir sürüyor.
Sikiştikten 2 ay sonra annem hamile kaldı.
Tabii ki zorunlu olarak çocuğu aldırdı.

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Merhaba ben esmerdelikanli..size anlatacagım anım tamamen gercektır ve basımdan gecti. bir ay önce karsı dairemize 3 kişilik bir aile tasındı.ahmet abi,karısı melahat teyze ve kızları ceren.ceren 19 yasında mavi gözlü,siyah saçlı,super vucutlu bir kızdı.liseden sonra okumamıstı.sanırım guzelliğini melahat teyzeden almıstı.melahat teyze 40 yasında olmasına ragmen taş gibi bir hatundu.tasındıkları ilk gun ahmet abiyi gormustum.ama o gunden sonra bi daha gormedim.Komsulardan öğrendigime gore ahmet abi gemi kaptanıymış.bu yuzden 3 ayda bir eve gelirmiş.bi gun işten geldigimde kapıyı acarken karsı komsumuz melahat teyze kapıyı actı.Benı yenı tanısmamız amacıyla çay ıcmeye davet ettı,melahat teyzenin ustunde bir bluz ve altında geniş bir etek vardı..bana çay içtiklerini içeri geçip biraz oturmamı soyledi.ben de hemen kabul ettim.salonda ceren oturuyordu.ustunde beyaz bir bady ve altında da siyah daracık bir tayt vardı.vucudunun butun kıvrımları belliydi.merhaba deyip kanepeye otrudum.ve oturmamla.soru yagmuru basladı.melahat teyze durmaksızın soru soruyordu bana.once işimi sordu.sonra neler yaptıgımı,boyumu,kilomu ve en son da evli olup olmadıgını.ben şimdilik düşünmediğimi deyince.aaa senin gibi yakısıklı bir cocugun kız arkadası olmadan olur mu?dedi.ben biraz utanmıştım.bunu goren ceren gulumsedi.bu arada melahat abla can alıcı soruyu sordu.Sex hayatın nasıl?ben eşekten düsmüs gibi olmustum.bir cerene bir melahat teyzeye baktım..eh işte dedim bazen oluyor bazen olmuyor:)melahat teyze ay yazık o da olur inşaallah diye beni teselli etmeye calıstı.bu arada yanıma gelmiş oturmustu.hem teselli etmeye devam ediyor hem de sırtımı sıvazlıyordu.bu arada ceren ayaga kalkıp odasına dogru yurudu.ayaga kalkınca o guzel poposu kabak gibi ortaya cıktı.ben o guzel küfeye bakarken melahat abla elini sırtımdan bacagıma indirdi ve resmen okşamaya basladı.bi an gözlerinin içine baktım.bana gulumsedi.sikimin kalktıgını hissediyordum.birkaç sanıye içinde kol gibi olacaktı.eger bi kalkarsa da bi daha inmezdi.bu yuzden hemen indirmem gerekiyordu. lavaboya gitmem gerektiğini soyledim. beni banyoya götürdü ve şuraları toplayım bari deyip basladı banyoda oyalanmaya.yanımdan ayrılmak istemiyordu.melahat abla beni biraz yalnız bıraksan olmaz mı dedim.sanırım ne yapacagımı anlamıstı.o ise niye yalnız bırakıyım kı ne yapacaksan yap ben işlerimi bitirip giderim dedi.ben bozuntuya vermeden ellerimi yıkamaya basladım.bi yandan da onu seyrediyordum.bir sandalyenin ustune cıkıp köşelerdeki örümcek aglarını almaya calısıyordu.ellerimi yıkayıp kurulamıştım ama alet hala dimdikti.bana mustafa su sandalyeyi tutsana.dedi.hemen yanına gittim.ve sandalyeyi tutmaya basladım.sandalyeyi tutarken eteginin altından bacaklarına bakmaya calısıyordum.bir an düşer gibi oldu.düşmesin diye bacaklarına sarıldım.melahat teyze bana hah tamam mustafa bacaklarımdan tut.o zaman daha guvenli olur dedi ve işine devam etti.bense artık iyice azmıştım.ellerimin arasında ki bu iki bacagı okşamaya başlamıstım.melahat teyzeden hiç ses gelmediğini görünce elimi eteğin altından yukarılara dogru uzattım.bacakları puruzsuzdu. okşadıkça yukarı cıkıyordum. artık parmaklarım onun gotundeydi.ve bir anda iki elimle gotunun iki yanını avucladım..melahat teyzeden hala ses yoktu.poposu yumusacıktı.mıncıklamaya basladım.bir an inler gibi mustafa ne yapıyorsun kendinde misin dedi.ben ise melahat abla özür dilerim ama cok guzelsin dayanamıyorum ne olur dedim.bunun uzerine melahat abla sex benimle yapmak ister misin?dedi.ben de okşamayı bırakmadan tabi melahat abla dedim. abla yok sadece melahat de bana deyince onu sandalyeden indirdim.bu arada aklıma ceren geldi ya ceren gorurse? diye sordum.başlatma cereninden zaten amım yanıyor aylardır sikilmemekten dedi ve cerenin saatlerce odasından cıkmayacagını soyledi..bir anda ona saldırdım.her yerini mıncıklıyordum.memelerini bacaklarını götünü ve en önemlisi amını her yerini istiyordum.bir hamlede bluzunu cıkardım.sutyeni yoktu.biraz sarkmış olan fakat hala iş gorecek olan memeleri karsımdaydı.onları sıkmaya basladım.sarkmıştı ama hala kıvamındaydı.karnım acıktı sende süt var mı?die sordum.bana em bakalım belki kalmıştır.dedi.ve memelerini emmeye basladım.bu arada etegini cıkarmıstım.sadece siyah dantelli tangasıyla kalmıştı.birden eğilip sikimin baskısından yırtılmak uzere olan pantolonumun fermuarını actı ve pantolonumu indirdi.boxerımın arasından zor da olsa 19 cmlik dikilmiş yaragımı cıkardı.ve aletin yaşına göre cok buyuk neden benimle paylaşmıyorsun dedi.ben de al hepsi senin olsun deyince.sikimin kafasını ağzına aldı ve emmeye başladı.kendimden geçmiştim.tarifsiz zevkler alıyordum.ilk postamı derin bir amcığa yollamak istiyordum.onu ayaga kaldırıp tangasını yavasça cıkardım ve yeni traş edilmiş amını okşamaya başladım.amının dudakları dışarı cıkmıştı.artık dayanamıyordum.onu yere yatırdım ve bacaklarını omzuma aldım.tertemiz amcığı sikimin ucundaydı.sıkı dur melahat başlıyorum vurmaya deyip.bir anda yılların yorgunluğu ve bir cocuktan sonra gayet az genişlemiş ama hala bakire bir kızın ki gibi alev alev yanan kaygan amına giriverdim.benim ilk darbeyi vurmamla o da ateşlenmiş ve altımda yılan gibi kıvranmaya başlamıstı.hadi durma vur diyordu.bu lafı duyunca bir anda hızlandım.gidip geldikçe bulutların üstüne cıkıp geri ınıyordum.o altımda inledikçe ben daha da hızlanıyordum.bir an bana dur iyice kökle ve içimde kal dedi.dedigini yaptım.ve bir anda amının içindeki sikimin sıkılıp bırakıldıgını hissetmeye başladım.bunu amıyla yapıyordu ve bana acaip zevk vermişti.ama durmak istemiyordum.yeniden başladım pompaya.abandıkça abanıyor daha da derinlere inmeye çalısıyordum.bir an gelecegimi anladım ve melahat içine boşalıyorum hazırmısın yavrum? dedim. altımda inlerken hayır dısarı bosal ,dısarı bosal die yalvarıyordu.ama ben döllerimin ziyan olmasını istemiyordum .bu yuzden melahatin yalvarışlarına bakmadan kan ter içinde onun yıllanmış amına boşaldım.hepsini bırakmak için bekliyordum ki melahat demin yaptıgı am içi masajına yeniden başladı.am kaslarını cok iyi kullanıyordu.sanki 31 cektirir gibi.hepsini içine bıraktıktan sonra içinden cıktım ve uzerine yıgıldım.son kalan gücümle memelerini okşuyor emiyordum.melahat ise cok iyiydin erkeğim mahvettin beni die kulagıma fısıldıyordu.melahat hadi bu kadar cabuk pes etmek yok içeri gecelim dedi ve salona geçtik.cırılcıplaktık.ben kanepeye uzandım.aletim sönük bir şekilde yığılmış kalmıştı.melahat bi dakka bekle deyip içeri gitti.yorgunluktan tam uykuya dalacaktım ki birinin sikimi okşadıgını hissettim.gözümü açtıgımda bunun ceren oldugunu gördüm ve sıra sende mi yavrum dedim.o da beni de ucursana mustafa nolur diordu.o zaman iyi yala da seni de bi güzel sikiyim bebek dedim ve benim oğlanı dillemesini seyretmeye başladım.annesi de kapının kenarından süt dökmüş kedi gibi bakıyordu.onu görünce yanımıza cagırıp kızına paylaşmayı öğretmedin mi melahat?dedim.bunun üzerine ceren aletimi bırakmadan taşşaklarımı yalaması için annesine yer verdi.anne kız yaragımı dilleyip yalayarak amcıklarına girecek sertliğe getirmeye calısıyorlardı.ikisi de cok iyiydi.ama ceren gençliğin de verdiği zindelikle daha bi hızlı ve istekli yalıyordu.anne kızın ağzındaki aletim kalkmaya başlamıştı.ama ceren hala giyinikti.onu ayaga kaldırıp badysini cıkarttım.o da annesi gibi sutyen giymemişti. annesininkilerden daha büyük ve diri olan göğüsleri cok tahrik ediciydi ve meme uçları sertleşmişti.memelerini okşayıp emmeye başladım.bu arada melahat sikimi ağzına almış saksoya başlamıştı.cerenın memelerinden sonra sıra alt taraftaydı.vucudunun altını sımsıkı sarmış olan siyah taytını yavasca aşagı indirdikçe bembeyaz kilotu ortaya cıkıyordu.taytını cıkardıgımda onun da annesi gibi dantelli bir tanga giydigini gordum tek farkı onun ki beyazdı.arkasını cevirip yuvarlak poposunu okşamaya başladım.pamuk gibiydi.ben onun götünü okşarken o da kalçasını saga sola sallıyordu.iyice kıvama gelen sikimi melahatın agzından cıkarıp cereni domalttım.tangasını kenara sıyırıp bembeyaz kaymak gibi amcıgına surtmeye başladım.sikimle amına masaj yapıyordum.ceren bana mustafa hadi gir içime!seni içimde istiyorum!die yalvarıyordu.bunu duyan melahat sikimi tuttu ve başını yavaşça kızının tertemiz amına soktu ve bana hadi parcala onu da zevkten ucur mustafa erkegimizsin sen bizim deyip dudaklarımdan bir öpücük verdi.ben birden cerenin daracık amcıgını sikmeye başladım.melahatın amından cıkınca cereninkinin kıymeti cok belli oluyordu.cereni pompalarken ellerimle önden memelerini kavrayıp destek alarak daha da hızlandım.bu arada melahat bacaklarımın arasına kafasını uzatmış dilini cıkarmış taşşaklarımı yalamaya calışıyordu.bunu görünce kanapeye oturup cereni kucagıma aldım ve sabit durarak melahatin de istediğini yapmasını sagladım.ceren çoktan sikimin tepesine oturmuş zıplamaya başlamıştı.taşşaklarımsa melahatin agzındaydı.cerenin yüzü bana dönüktü.birden dudaklarına yapışıp dilimle de ağzını pompalamaya başladım.derken cereni kalkıp yerine annesi oturacak oldu.bunu görünce melahate cerenin daracık amcığının ustune senin amın olmaz başka neyin var? dedim.oda göt deliğim var ama hiç ordan vermedim dedi.o zaman ceren gel devam edelim deyince melahat bi vazelin bulup sikimi iyice kayganlaştırdı.aletim parıl parıl parlıyordu.ve melahat domalmıştı bile. mustafa bak nolur acıtma die söyleniyordu.ama ben hiç oralı değildim.20lik yaragımının başını dar deliğe yerleştirip birden abandım.melahat can havliyle avazı cıktıgı kadar bagırdı.hayvan hani acıtmayacaktın parçaladın beni diyordu.ama aletin yarısı coktan girmişti.abandıkca biraz daha giriyor girdikçe melahat bagırıyordu.derken köklemiştim ve gidip gelmeye başlamıştım.bagırışların yerini zevk sesleri almıştı.ahlayıp ohluyor bu sefer de hızlanmamı soyluyordu.ama benim aklım cerenin amındaydı.ve annesinin arkasından cıkıp cerenin amına geri girdim.bi kaç geliş gidişten sonra gelecegimi anlamıştım.aklıma koymuştum bu anne kızın ikisini de bi guzel dölleyecektim.sonunda cerenin amına da boşalıyordum ceren de aynı anda cıglık cıglıga orgazm oluyordu.bosalınca cerenin içinden cıkıp melahatin amına henüz tamamen inmemiş olan yaragımı soktum ve hadi melahat yap numaranı dedim.melahat anlamıştı ve am içi masajına başlamıştı.son damlalarda onun içine gömülmüştü.daha sonra toparlanıp eve gittim.ama bu anne kızdan ayrılmadım.2 gune bir grup yada teketek partilere devam ettik.Sonra komsularım ayrıldılar.Maillerinizi ve messengerinizi beklerim [email protected]önderen: esmerdelikanli

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I’ve been a bad kitten.

I was only curious, as I often am. Master was away, and the collar caught my eye, its silver loop shining in the waning daylight. Master likes to slip his finger through it to pull my gaze towards his while I kneel at his lap.

“Look at your Master, slut,” he’ll say. Then I know it’s playtime.

But there are rules about the collar. It belongs to Master, just like I do. He puts it on me with care when it’s playtime, and takes it off when he is finished, hanging it on the bed post.

Today I broke the rules.

I was awfully lonely with Master gone. I felt bare without his hands running over my body, grasping my breast, my ass, slipping his fingers between my thighs. I was needy with no one to play with.

I touched the collar gingerly where it hung on the bed post, feeling the smooth black leather and the coolness of the metal loop. I picked it up, holding it carefully, like a sacred and fragile artifact. I looked to the door nervously, expecting to be caught in the act.

Standing in front of the mirror, I fitted it around my neck clumsily, as only Master had ever put it on me before. My reflection fascinated and amused me: a decorated and unattended slut. I touched the mirror, not unlike Narcissus, feeling that I could keep my own gaze for quite some time…

The doorknob turned.

Before I could even attempt to undo what I had done, there was Master, in the bedroom doorway, staring at me with irritation, but also some amusement. Master never lost his temper. He spoke evenly, “Come here, slut, and kneel in front of me,” I did as I was told, kneeling with my gaze downward, too shy to meet Master’s eyes after having committed such a grievous offense.

He grasped my jaw and lifted up my face to meet his. I knew he could see the guilt in my eyes and my pouting lips, quivering trying Pendik Grup Escort to form an explanation or apology.

“You know what you’ve done,” he said plainly, “and you know what I will do to you.” I was to be punished, I knew, but I didn’t know how.

Master ordered me undressed and I obeyed. My hands were tied and lifted above my head, with the rope looped through a small ring in the ceiling. After Master was finished securing me in place, he stood in front of me, fully clothed, without touching me. I was bare and vulnerable before him, subject to his desire.

He placed his hand firmly around my collared neck. “This is mine,” he said calmly. His other hand grasped my breast and squeezed my nipple, and I winced slightly. “This is also mine,” and his hand travelled down my back until it reached my ass, which he stroked and raked his nails over. “This belongs to me,” and I moaned very softly, needing his touch. Something was missing…

“And your cunt… my property… gets special treatment tonight. Spread your legs,” and I did as I was told, feeling suddenly warm and prickly with anticipation.

Master walked around me, taking his time, and making me wait as a lesson in patience and discipline, because he knew how much I hated that. I stayed silent and took my punishment, because I knew that I deserved it. He stood in front of me again, stroking his chin and enjoying the sight of me helpless to his will.

SLAP!

Without warning Master slapped my bare cunt hard with his hand, making me gasp and shiver. His hand cupped between my legs and he fondled me, feeling how wet I had become. “You’re awfully wet for a whore taking such a punishment,” a grin flickered across Master’s face and he circled me once again.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! He spanked my cunt from behind and I cried out with surprise Pendik Manken Escort and pleasure. My pussy was all red now, and I could feel the warm wetness slowly running down my inner thigh. Master stood behind me with one hand cupping my breast and the other carefully fingering my cunt, my juices covering Master’s hand.

I sighed and moaned. “Please Master?” I began to beg quietly, my breath heavy, “Please don’t stop…”

But Master did stop. He stood in front of me again, and undid my wrist restraints. My arms collapsed suddenly, the feeling having escaped them, and Master caught me and pulled me into him. I rested my head on his chest, and he stroked me whispering, “I make the rules. My slut obeys them”.

He stroked and squeezed my ass. I knew there was more to come. Master wasn’t finished with me yet.

I sighed as he turned me around and pushed me face down on the bed. I could hear Master undoing his belt, and guessing what would come next, drew my knees towards my chest, and planted my hands on the bed, pushing myself up with the strength restored in my arms. I presented my ass to Master like a good girl, my pussy still pink and throbbing from being slapped.

Master was silent as he stroked my ass tenderly and raked his nails over my back. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me beneath his jeans, ready to take what was his into possession.

I did not expect his belt across my ass, and I drew in my breath sharply as he dealt the first spanking, “Thank you, Master,” I moaned, feeling the warmth spread across my skin, my grip on the bedspread loosening. He pet my ass gently and repeated the lashings a few more times before placing the belt down beside me. I could hear him unzipping his trousers, and I moaned in reply.

“Who do you belong to?” he demanded of me.

“I belong to Pendik Masöz Escort you, Master. I’m yours,” I answered without hesitation. All of my holes are for his pleasure. I am his to take, to use, to fuck until he is satisfied. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Mm… that’s right. You’ve been a very bad girl, but you’ve taken your punishment well. Now I’m going to give it all to you, baby, in your ass and you’ll take it like the little whore you are,” and fingered me, encouraging me to open before he held me in place and slid his hard cock into my asshole, letting me feel every inch. I gasped and moaned.

“Mmmaster… yes! It feels so good. Fuck me, please? Please…” I begged.

Master thrust into me slowly at first, filling me up and taking his time to enjoy. I was so tight and so aroused from my spankings that I thought I would cum right then. He thrust into me over and over again, harder and harder, fucking my ass until I couldn’t take it anymore. I was stretched open, and my pussy was dripping, and desperate to cum.

“Is my slut ready to be filled?”

He knew he needn’t have asked, but I obliged, as I was eager to receive his hot load and feel his pleasure flood into me.

“Mmmaster… please… I need it so badly. I need to cum, Master…” I was nearly breathless and every part of my body was electrified with stimulation. I could feel him squeeze and massage my ass as he pumped into me, his cum bursting from his cock and filling my with warmth and satisfaction, “Cum, whore! Cum for me…”

I came with force, my body shaking as if being rocked by and earthquake. I screamed with pleasure, burying my face in a pillow and clawing at the bedspread as he held me down.

I stayed that way for several long moments, my body settling into a pleasurable exhaustion. I felt Master pull out of me, and as he did, his cum dripped from my ass. I sighed as he gently turned me over to face him, collecting me into his arms as he lay beside me. “Mm…” was all I could manage, still breathing heavily from being used up. Tamed. Disciplined.

“Mine”.

His.

It was all he needed to say.

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