1. Dawns tempory master 6


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

    relentlessly it was f***ed slowly through the meat, slowly stretching then bursting from the skin on the other side. Dawns eyes were glued to the screen, the intense pain and the woman`s suffering fascinating in a macabre way, though she knew it was not over, she knew in her heart this was to be a long, long film, her mind raced. A hiss, almost a whisper, broke into her consciousness, he was explain the woman was a slave here and he had been allowed to “finish her treatment”, she realised he had moved beside her now on the sofa, his arm d****d along the sofa back, she had been so engrossed she had not noticed. The man slithered closer, as unlike the tidy ‘father of the staff f****y’ persona that he normally presented, his whole being gave the effect of something from the underworld, she shuddered as his fingers found the back of her neck in a cold embrace. He hissed for her to watch the next bit its way out, he began to kiss her shoulder, the touch of his lips like the kiss of death. Her eyes returned to the screen desperately trying to take her mind from her awful vampiric companion. By now the woman on the screen was adorned with a second long needle through the other breast, mercifully Dawn had missed its insertion, however what came next had her jaw dropping open, Jack in his mask was suckling the bl**d from the trickles running from the tiny (and some not so tiny) needles. In his hand a scalpel, the mask smiled, the hand began its work on the woman`s belly not deep ...
    just thin shallow cuts in the skin, enough to bleed out. The mask sucking and licking at the fresh bl**d relishing the woman`s agony, moving lower with every stroke of the knife. Jack in reality was now becoming excited; he was pawing at her breasts, nibbling her ear, groping at her sex, slavering, his drool dripping onto her shoulder. She sat immobile, horrified by this vampire, knowing that tonight he wanted to taste her bl**d. The film was reaching its ghastly climax the woman`s labia now dripping bl**d, Dawn neither knew or cared much how it had happened, her brain racing desperately trying to think of a way out of this situation. Jack clicked the remote and the picture vanished, he stood then he lifted her from the sofa pointing her to the now dreaded table. He hissed “assume the position, her bl**d ran cold, she knew better than to refuse, but it was a reluctant Dawn that lay flat on her back on the marble surface, allowing Jack to secure her wrists with soft cloth bonds to the legs, her ankles next, his touch cold, unfeeling, as he bound her legs. She was immobile, naked fear gripping her heart as she waited his first move. Her eyes never leaving him, expectant, steeling herself for the pain she knew he would be wishing to share with her. He fetched a tray perhaps from the kitchenette, without looking she knew it would contain his scalpel, his needles, and whatever else he wished to pierce her skin with. He knelt kissed her breast, wiped her skin with an alcohol swab, ...
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