1. A favour for Misty 2


    Date: 3/18/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    covered by her lower belly her slit peeked out facing me at eye height now, so I told her to lift the slack and with her face flushed she used both hands to lift the mass from its resting place to reveal her luxuriously hairy unclipped bush. Still supporting her belly for my inspection her back straight and her face pink with humiliation, I told her from now on she would clip her pubic hair and keep it neat for me. I told her to sit and have some more of her drink, which she quickly did, saying her backside was scorching from the fire. I asked her some more about the table, did she still own it and how Will had secured her to it, she corrected me her hubby`s name had been ‘Walter’ and he had always used rope to secure her, her legs to the end legs her arms to the other end legs, and on occasions she also wore a gag usually of something she had worn and discarded during the strip. If he was feeling really sadistic she would be on her back, and he would make her breasts and pussy red even occasionally bl**dy, regardless he would always use her afterwards, but always finishing with her climaxing if necessary by his hands as the final act regardless of how many times she had already done so during the evening. I asked if she had any rope, she said not, but there was a washing line out back. I sent her to fetch the line, it was raining and black outside, her yard was a small brick walled affair that no one could see into, so I told her not to dress, and with a knife from the ...
    kitchen drawer she made short work of fetching the plastic covered line. All heart I dried her with a rough towel my ministrations tenderising her soft and pliable skin. “Ready?” I asked she took another sip of her drink, stood and silently lifted the whip from its nail, presenting it to me and whispering that she wanted me to take care as it had been a long time. She walked to the old kitchen table and stood to one side as I cut the line into four lengths then tied one to each table leg. She was visibly trembling as she approached the table, dr****g herself back onto the flat surface face upward. I kissed her nipples then her sex, and then told her to “get up and turn over, that way would be for next time perhaps”. Relieved I believe she stood spread her legs and patiently waited for me to secure her, that task done she leant forward, arms over her head waiting again for the ropes to be secured. I still had not removed a single item of clothing, now was my moment, I removed every stitch and removed my belt from my trouser`s. Now I moved into her line of site, her eyes lit up as she saw the stiff member, average size mayhap but rigid as a ramrod, in my hand my belt held at the buckle end, her eyes were fixed on the leather strap, nodding her acceptance at the strap as I prodded it at her face and she allowed me entrance to her mouth, suckling like a c***d on a nipple, using my appendage as a gag. I prayed she would not bite as I struck that first blow. The thick belt smacked onto ...
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