1. Birthday bash Saturday 8th February 2015


    Date: 3/12/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    whatever the master would do to her. The master then said I was to “strip off and sit and watch but if I so much as touched my cock then I would not get to fuck Dawn for a week and as it was for my birthday as well that would be a shame. I was undressed in a trice and sat down to one side as he began to use a vibrator on Dawns clit, raising her to that heightened state that comes just before a climax. Her eyes shut tight and her breathing deepened when he shut off the vibrator. Her eyes opened and she looked crestfallen to say the least, he sat down and waited for her to regain her usual regular breathing then did the whole process again, again she raised her breathing even arching her back eyes tight shut, and again he switched off the vibrator again. He played this cycle time and again, for over an hour he teased her to the edge of a climax then denied her the climax she craved. I was leaking precum by the bucketful, and she was groaning loudly, desperate for the climax she so needed begging him to let her cum all to no avail. Instead the Master released her and taking her lead yet again led her down to the kitchen telling me to follow on. He put on the kitchen light, in the centre of the kitchen stood a table, which he led her to and made her lean forward across the table top, placing her hands on the further edge. He motioned me to a chair in front of and facing her. Saying, for her “not to move her hands regardless of her desires to protect her-self or she would be ...
    secured and double the sentence” he then trailed the lead over the table edge between her two hands. Her face was a mix of determination, fear and expectation as he fetched a flexible cane, making sure she could see it, before moving behind her and resting the cane across her backside. Her finger white now as she gripped the edge, my cock now so stiff it hurt and I almost wished I was in my chastity cage to aid control of the thing. Her face as she waited the first stroke was the most erotic thing I can ever remember; as the cane was gently worked across the buttocks I had so carefully powdered for this moment earlier, I wanted so much to fuck her at that moment. Whap, her face contorted as the stroke found its target, whap, a second and then a third. Her face now showing the pain as each stroke fell, I counted ten quite quickly before tears began to fall and her fingers were totally white gripping the table edge with a fierce determination not to move as she had been told and threatening to leave fingerprints embedded in the hard surface. Watching her face while being caned was mixed feelings I wanted to stop her pain but at same time enjoying that she enjoyed it and not a little turned on by the whole scenario. Relentlessly the caning went on measured slow and regular from 10 to 20 on the 20th stoke it instantly finished, he telling his victim to remain still, and telling me I could now fuck my own wife. I was round at the back of the still sobbing Dawn and sliding my tool into ...
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