1. DAWNS SALE TO A TEMPORY MASTER 4


    Date: 3/27/2016, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her tongue tip pushing under the skin now slipping round the purple head, tasting his slipperiness, nature`s lubricant his precum. She sensed his impeding spend, sudden and huge it filled her cheeks, she swallowed, gulping great mouthfuls of his man-juice, she shut her mind to all but what was in hand at this second this instant glad he had said what he had, even gladder to have something to distract her. They lay together, he in a post climax euphoria, her deciding what to do next, should she explain about masturbation, or menstruation, lesbianism, golden showers, the joy of BDMS, or pain, just let him have full sex, or save that till tomorrow. As it happened he decided it for her; by asking about why she would allow herself to be humiliated in such degrading ways. Her answer about devotion to her master, the need she had of being unable to resist by bondage or just mental control sounded trite, flat, and unconvincing. She leant to her locker determined to make him understand telling him to roll on his front, which he did, “hands behind your back” he complied in a flash, she slipped the handcuffs in place. He lay trusting her, passive, unresisting, as she slipped his damp towel round his head covering his eyes, she rolled him onto his back. She whispered sensuously that he was now hers to use, to hurt, to pleasure, or to enjoy in any way she wished he could do nothing about it, her voice full of dark menace, his groan telling her he realised she was right, after a token ...
    test of his bonds, realising the futility of his position he became resigned to whatever she wished. She began to stroke the re-stiffening tool, her touch light, gentle, her hand sliding to his young nipple, a caress, then a fierce pinch, sudden, hard, brutal pain coursing through his body as she twisted the young skin. He squeaked, not a cry or a scream just a squeak, a small sound that said ouch and yesss all in one, she removed her hand and was soon over gently touching the other nipple, her lips caressing his areola oh so gently, by now the lad was oh so confused, he had no ideas as to where the next sensation would appear from, or would it be pain or joy harsh or soft. She rolled him on his front, and with his own belt she slapped him across the rump, twice, red lines appeared so hard were the strokes. This time he did cry out, but she quickly stuck a forefinger into his rosebud, slowly oh so slowly the dry finger penetrated his bowel wriggling, like a mad worm entering his body, she massaged his prostrate and suddenly he was coming, spewing forth yet another sweet load from his young loins. She removed the towel, his face flushed now as she released his wrists, he sat looking at her in amazement, as she asked him if he understood the feelings of helplessness better now, he said he did, and of slight pain, the senses heightened by the loss of vision and freedom he said was something he would always remember. Her reply that she would allow him to return the privilege some ...
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