1. The Belt


    Date: 11/1/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: HerbaAlice, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    and decided to listen, especially that I didn’t know how far he wants to go with this. I was thinking he’s gonna cut it in less than an hour. He walked me around the house, to the bathroom, and bathed me. The he walked me to the kitchen and made me wait as he was cooking. I ate on the floor, he ate at the table. That was a bit humiliating, but also pretty kinky. I have always felt like the guy has an incredible air of superiority anyway so it looked pretty natural. Now, it was a bit uncomfortable to crawl on those floors, but if I tried to complain or even moan, he would just slightly touch my asscheeks with the belt, as a reminder, so I didn’t say a thing. Also, I had to keep on with his walking or I would’ve get myself choked by the belt. The day went on like this and after a while it became pretty boring. I was wondering when is he going to cut off this play, but also, I was dying to find out where he wants to go with all this. Next interesting scene went like that: He tied me up by the heater with the leash and went to the other side of the living room, on the couch, with his legs crossed on the desk, reading a magazine, throwing me a few looks from time to time. I knew he was doing that, and it didn’t felt amazing. I was naked, on my all fours, after all. I started analyzing him too, asking myself what the hell do I like at this guy…Skinny, sharp figure, pretty junky style and way of acting… Didn’t find an answer, but really, out of boredom I was slowly becoming a bit ...
    horny. I didn’t want to show this up, but my position there tied by the heater wasn’t pretty comfortable, so I started to move up and down, trying to find a way to stay. He quickly noticed that and, putting the magazine aside, he crossed his arms and just stood and stared at me for a while, then spoke: “What’s that, pet?” I stopped and looked at him, as he stood up, took the belt in his hand and slowly walked towards me. He untied me, caressing my cheeks, in the most gentle way possible, looking straight in my eyes. “Now come here!” he said walking me in the middle of the room. He retook his place on the couch: “You wanna play with your little pussy for me?” I nodded. “Then you can…” he smiled. It was really weird, but that belt in his hand just convinced me to do it. With my legs wide opened I started to caress my pussy and rub my clit first slowly, then a bit faster, slipping my fingers in my pussy and playing more and more, faster and faster in the rush and thrill of pleasure. God! I was so close! “Now! Now! Just a little bit….more!” was the only thing in my mind. A sharp stinging spank of the belt on my hip woke me up. He was standing right in front of me smiling wickedly. “…Ummm…Did I tell you you can cum?” He asked leaning towards me, as I crawled backwards a few inches, nodding a no. He walked a circle around me. “Are you scared?” said he making long pauses between words. “A bit.” I whispered. He stopped for a second and then stated: “I like that.” He went back on the ...
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