1. Being Adopted


    Date: 9/10/2017, Categories: Mature, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    straightened the other leg. I was shocked beyond reacting when the burning hot salty spray hit my face. She was ready when I tried to throw her off in protest. Between the handcuffs on my wrists and her knee on my shoulder, she held me trapped. "Take it you bastard," she cried out. "This is better than you deserve. Do you want me to show you how shitty you are?" "No, Missy, please," I blubbered as the stream dribbled to an end. "Lick me!" she demanded. "Finish like I told you," she added as she dropped back onto my face. I don't want to think about how much I swallowed. I don't want to remember how salty her slit tasted as my tongue bored into her. I don't want to remember the burning wetness that was spreading beneath my shoulders. The thin mattress must have had a waterproof pad, because none of her piss soaked into it. It all pooled behind my head and shoulders, reminding me of my inadequacy. I attacked her pussy to the best of my ability. I desperately wanted to please her. In my struggle to get my tongue deeper, I managed to catch one of the chains at my wrist. I was completely absorbed in pleasing her, so I don't know how my thumb recognized something odd on the edge of the restraint. I don't have a clue how my finger knew to push and twist. I don't remember reaching over and releasing the other wrist. I do know that having my hands free allowed me to grab her ass and lift. All I needed was the slightest bit of breathing room and I found it. I used the space to drive ...
    my tongue into her clitoris. She had been keeping it just out of reach, and once I had it, I was relentless in my assault. Her orgasm was immediate and intense, and I kept her there for a very long time. She tried to kick her legs and roll away from me, but I was much stronger, and I was not going to let her go. I pretended that I was following her instruction to not stop until she told me to. She never told me to stop. When her cries of pleasure changed to cries of desperation, I let her pull away from my face. She collapsed on top of me, and she started sobbing. I could feel her burning tears dripping off of her face onto my leg. She still had me mostly pinned, so the best I could do at comforting her was to caress her butt and lower back. I was happy that the blindfold had fallen off, and I was able to watch her face. When she finally started to get control again, I quietly asked, "What's the matter, Missy?" She snorted derisively, and said, "I can't even do that right." I kept caressing her. "What do you mean?" "Rutger had been training me to run things so he could retire," she explained. "When he died, the first thing I did was start getting things in order to run without him. When they made me talk to that counselor, I realized what I needed to do. Just once, I needed to dominate someone completely, to show myself that I don't need to be the submissive ever again. I needed a Daddy who would let me do that, just once." "After all of these years of dreaming of having a ...
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