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    Date: 12/22/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: Gulpper23, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    preparation, but Mistress just let it go. &#034And the delivery men, they must have been strong to muscle that mattress up the long stairs. Were they handsome too?&#034 What a mind fuck! Instead of just telling her, I immediately started running through scenarios of what she might think and what her next question might be. Confused and getting more nervous by the second, I decided on the truth . . . or at least a version of it. &#034I suppose they were strong, and one guy, the younger of the two was sort of handsome.&#034 I hoped that would be the end of it, and it was -- for the moment. Mistress just totally dropped that too. &#034Well then, let's go see my new mattress,&#034 was all Mistress Staci had to day, as she pulled her feet from me, slipped them into the Marabou slippers I had ready for her, and headed straight for the staircase. Once in the bedroom, Mistress hurried over to the bed, kicked off her slippers and jumped on top of her new mattress. &#034This is perfect,&#034 she said, bouncing a bit and running her hands over the surface of the comforter, pushing down to feel the plush new mattress beneath. &#034Come over here, sweetie. Don't you just love it?&#034 Mistress moved to the center of the bed and patted the vacated side, beckoning me to come. &#034Don't you just love it?&#034 she asked again, as she pulled my hand down to feel the bed. &#034Yes Mistress, I agree -- it is just perfect.&#034 Still wondering and worried about our conversation downstairs, and ...
    totally self-conscious about my bare legs, I was lost in thought and not really all there. Mistress Staci then pulled both my hands down to the bed, and then pushed down on my shoulders, as she swung herself up and back onto her feet. Massaging my back while applying pressure to keep me bent over the edge of the bed, Mistress fumbled to slip her feet back into her slippers and then stood directly behind me, pressing her tummy against my partially exposed bottom. Continuing to rub her hands up and down my back, Mistress reached under my peasant top and kneaded her thumbs into my always aching muscles. I moaned in response, hoping to passively urge her to keep it up, and keep it up she did. Before I knew it, Mistress Staci placed one hand under my skirt and started rubbing my panty covered ass. Soon my short skirt was pulled up to expose my entire bottom, and Mistress was firmly massaging my butt and thighs. &#034Love the yellow panties, crissi dear. You've learned color coordination well,&#034 Mistress purred just before slipping an exploratory finger between my thighs. That single finger quickly became two, and then three, and a minute later, Mistress was alternating between playing with my puckering pussy and lightly caressing my little sissy nuts through the satin of my panties. &#034I think you deserve to be rewarded for a job well done,&#034 Mistress remarked, I think sort of just commenting out loud in explanation of the attention she was giving me. Pressing down on the ...
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