1. Dawns tempory master 6


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    about the man that unsettled her, she shrugged she was not in a position to argue, or change things, and it`s no use fretting over what you can`t change in life. The day past, in its usual way, of swimming and meals, exercise and food, though at tea the talk was that the master had returned early and had gone to visit the mistress. Dawn returned to the flat showered, dried combed her hair, perfumed herself and did her lips the only thing`s she could do to feminise her naked self for the little butler who always gave the impression that he was a butter wouldn’t melt, father figure. She was stood at his door sharp to 7 pm; she knocked and after a short wait was greeted by the butler, a very different man to his usual smart butler persona. He bade her enter his flat, at the back of the pantry three small but neat rooms. The room she was shown into was a cosy sitting room, an imitation coal, electric fire, TV, sofa two armchairs, rug, book case, tasteful paintings and a large sturdy looking coffee table, the trappings of a lonely man`s life. They sat he, dressed in a dressing gown, blue striped Pj`s, slippers, and a Victorian sl**ping cap. Her in the usual state of nakedness, he poured her a coffee from a pot at his side, obviously prepared in anticipation of her arrival, they sipped their beverages like a Victorian couple, he was obviously shy she thought and just craved female company, however she was oh so very wrong. His quiet voice broke into her thoughts, almost a hiss he ...
    was complimenting her, and he said he had watched her with interest, her beauty and lithe grace had attracted him and now he had decided to use her body for himself as he thought they were on the same mental path, He promised to leave no permanent marks but she would remember he had had her for a very long time. His prophesy made her go cold, she knew instinctively she would find this man both dangerous and very, very painful. He said to get her “in the mood” they would start with a video. Again his hand fell to the chair side lifting a remote and pointing it at the TV, dutifully the screen came to life, she instantly recognised this room. The camera swung to focus on the centre of the room. A naked female she did not recognise lay face up, strapped to that wretched coffee table, , but even with his hood the butler was easy to spot he was the one slowly slipping yet another needle into her breast with the hundred or so others already present. It was a silent film making it even more menacing, no sound uttered from the poor woman`s mouth, despite the tears, the head shaking from side to side, and the rolling eyes. It was a surreal situation. She was sat desperately trying to control her nerves, sipping coffee, with a monster that was showing her what he at some point intended to do to her, and she knew there was nothing in this world that she could do to stop it happening. bl**d ran from the puncture marks as a long thin needle now entered the right breast from the left side, ...
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