You sit quietly as I check all of the binding to make sure they are secure. Standing back smiling, I look. “Hmmmmmm, I like seeing you that way My l...ttle slut, but there is just a couple of more things to add.” Moving back behind you, I secure a blindfold around your eyes and then finally, a ball gag goes into your mouth with the straps buckled behind your head. I lean forward and whisper in your ear, “I am going to leave for a little while; don’t go anywhere while I am gone.” With a quiet. Master enjoyed fingering me or pinching and twisting my clit in the car. It was my responsibility to make sure he could access my pussy. I had balked the first time because I felt so exposed. After Master explained to me that my comfort was far secondary to his preference, I began to understand. When he reinforced the message at home with the cat and cornertime, I learned the lesson. As I made the turn to go home, Master reached over and slapped my right tit. “Auuuggh,” I moaned and laughed at. Never had she had seen such a perfect specimen of a guy, Shane was tall, she estimated that he was taller than 6 feet. He had a well-sculpted muscular frame. Not bulky like the football jocks in school but more like a dancer’s lithe frame. He had short curly blonde hair and creamy white complexion. So pale… but he had a robust rosy glow on his cheeks. It must be that dreaded English pallor. His eyes were exactly like hers, they were in a shade of the most amazing cerulean blue. When he moved. I had no choice but to relinquish control and slide into the wanton abandon of my body. This kiss… it was like a liquid inferno, searing me from the inside out, depositing all I was into his very core. My body was melding into his, becoming his possession to obey his mandate. As his tongue undulated against mine, I felt giddy with longing. No longing is not the right word… needing. I needed to get closer, somehow. My body pressed into his and I fathomed the ‘length’ of his desire. Knowing.
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. I swear I picked up on every signal she sent.”She got up and took my hand and took me into her bedroom. She sat me down.“I was hoping to see you
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