1. She lived vicariously until tonight


    Date: 2/16/2017, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Voyeur, Author: leperkahan, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    lashes begin to fall. Gentle at first; one cheek to the other slowly progressing in intensity. Thighs…calves… inside and out… your lower body is my floggers playground. Repetitively, methodically, this extension of my body meets yours. And so the moaning begins; like my strikes, subtle at first, but growing with each pass. I hear a shift in the room and sneak a peek to my left. With every crack of the flogger, Sno's eyes get larger and larger. Rigid in her chair, she’s totally fixated on you. One hand over her mouth… the other across her breasts, attempting to steady herself against the growing tide across the room. I carry on, each lash taking you closer to the brink. It’s finally time to bring greater pleasure to this pain, reaching down I get my free hand involved again. Rubbing…teasing…both your clit and your eager sex; your body instinctively reacts. I know you want my fingers inside you, but not yet...just a few more lashes...some of hardest I’ve given you... Finally, without notice, I plunge in and curl my fingers, finding home. I pulse tight and hard against your g-spot bringing you to a screaming orgasm. As the world comes crashing in around us, I hold there for a moment and ride the wave with you. When the largest shutters subside, I remove my fingers and step back. In that moment eye contact is finally made with Sno. The apprehension and discomfort I saw earlier are no more. A visible fire has started within, her eyes hot with desire from bearing witness to the ...
    scene that has just passed. I motion her over. Unsure of her part in what is to come, she does not move. With a slightly sterner gaze and demanding motion I call again for her presence. With an uneasy compliance she makes her way across the room. Reassuringly, I take her hands and face them palm up. She stares into my eyes questions forming, how can those hands, the ones that just exacted such f***e on my friend, now be so gentle and warm. With care I place her hands palms up and begin to generously apply lotion. Confused with her part I have to manually move her hands closer to your hind parts. Slowly we inch in, her eyes have now left mine, clearly locked on the red marks and welts beginning to show. As she makes contact, her mode shifts. Her love and caring for you shows and a natural progression takes hold. She eases as she tends to you... I too shift my focus back to you. With the new and unexpected contact, your aftershocks become more and more visible, the fresh and gentle touch bringing you back to life. While Sno continues, I come around and begin the process of setting you free. Unbind your wrists and thighs. You stretch, and lay flat, muscles aching from the onslaught. Next, the blind fold and the lead, but the collar remains. You are still mine. I break back to Sno, dutifully performing her role, rubbing you down; setting your body at ease. Again I take her hand, but this time I slide it down, between your legs. For the first time she feels how warm and wet you are. ...
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