1. Amy Goes From Hair Stylist to House Slave - 12


    Date: 12/13/2016, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: THIRDCOAST, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cock, while the young woman still has my ass cheeks spread. She dips one hand to my clitty and diddles my clit ring with her finger. I am writhing in pain and pleasure, trying to hold off. Then a strong hand touches my back and a mumbled but recognizable voice touches my ear. “Are you waiting for me my pet?” “Cum.” And with that my body loses all control. The spasms rack my used body and I’m tossed over the precipice and shatter into a million pieces. My cock muffled screams of pleasure send me to that place we all want to go. The next thing I remember is waking up in Master’s arms, safe and secure. The head portion of the suit has been removed and I am leaned into the crook of his sturdy shoulders and neck. His strong hands stroking my hair, kissing my forehead softly. We are still on stage, but after I am given some water by the young lady, Master has me in his arms and we are walking down the conference room floor. We are greeting the crowd. Many of them are touching the suit, while telling me and Master how impressed they are with the suit and my performance. I swell with pride, both for the success of Master’s prototype and for bringing Master praise for my presentation. Many hands graze over my well fucked pussy, and it sends a surge to my core. Chapter Two Master takes me back to our suite. He sees to me with his lovely aftercare. As much as I love pleases him, it's these times I cherish too. While he can be a strict Dominant, he is also a loving provider. After a ...
    small meal of room service, I shower and lay down for a nap. When I wake Master has my clothes set out for this evening. It a metallic deep V halter dress. When I try to put it on I can’t seem to figure it out. I find Master and ask him. He smiles sweetly and tells me this a dress from one of his product lines. The halter attaches to sides of my collar. The strips that cover my breasts leave nothing to the imagination but would keep me from getting arrested. The length is very short, almost a mini dress. The simple but sexy combinations is adorned with very high heels and a silver leash chain that attaches to my O-ring on Master’s collar. It’s more for decoration than function. I kiss Master and tell him I love his choice of attire for me. He gives me his sweet smile and tells there is one more item, “the pièce de résistance.” He opens a small box and pulls out a small toy. It looks like a fat pair of tweezers or even a clip. It’s rounded with bulbous ends. (writer’s aside - WeVibe...google it!) Master says it’s the next prototype of vibrator. He has me bend over and present my sex to him. He doesn’t need to lift my dress but spreads my folds and slips the clip on me. The small bulb is inside me and near my G-spot and the other larger bulb is outside of me and right on my clitty. He has me stand and walk around. It’s not vibrating but is clearly staying put. It doesn’t hinder my movements. He sends me to finish my makeup. While I am touching up my lipstick, a soft vibration hits ...
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