I have another bell, for your nipple. Your left nipple. It’s a clamp with a little bell attached, but I guess it won’t be ringing much under the latex bra I have for you to wear also. The bell is more for show, and for your mindset, and, of course, to turn me on. I think the bra, pressed into the clamp and bell, will make you keenly aware of your left nipple all day long.
Soon, she was stuffing her wet, used panties into his pockets with notes that instructed him to worship, masturbate with (Sometimes not even to climax, but just to the edge), then return them, cleaned efficiently with the use of his tongue only. She’d inspect them, one at a time, as he was on his knees in her dorm room waiting for her approval.
An hour later, Derek was truly hot. He was corseted, in black thigh highs and garters, in black panties and bra. His falsies gave him nice sized tits (Vicki pointed out that hers were bigger) and the corset made his waist looked tiny. We didn't have shoes for them, but Mitch volunteered to go to the drag shop to buy him pumps in exchange for "thirty minutes alone with the hot tart" - I told him no. That might ruin Derek for good.
"Shouldn't you be down on your knees? I thought you knew how to worship a woman!?" she hissed. This time she got up, grabbed him by the back of the head and shoved him to the ground. The next thing he felt was her heel at the back of his neck. He could smell the scent of the sweat. The other shoe was shoved under his nose.
Billy was not allowed to masturbate or see women, but I was allowed to cum whenever I wanted. I dated frequently, and there were even times that I made Billy watch, tied up, as men fucked me. Then Billy had to clean me out, and one time even suck off the guy.
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Friday. Another full moon. His stomach immediately was in knots. His palms started to sweat. He pondered picking up the phone and telling her no. Telling her no right then. After last time, while the closeness afterward was a level he'd never experienced before, true fear of her other self was terrifying him. To Laura, he could endure anything.
He resisted for a second and she dug her boot heel into his back. Such ruthless, cruel treatment, so sudden, I observed, but so appropriately hot. Stephen obeyed, leaning forward and lifting his head, dropping it forward into the bowl, almost graciously, splashing about to drink.
The goal was simple. I wanted to seduce and capture that submissive-in-hiding, or even a curious vanilla boy that just didn’t know he needed to be tied up and gagged yet. I was the queen of corrupting the unsuspected. Halloween was the perfect time to wear a provocative costume with a pretty blatant “hint” and let the suggestive flirtation do the rest.
Naked Weekend Slut Good morning my corporate slut, In light of your recent success in the boardroom, I thought it was time to bring you down a notch. You know, as much as I adore your cocky self confidence and fortune five hundred smile, there are times when I need nothing more than to see […]
Good morning my corporate slut, This morning I was thinking about you. I was pleasuring myself thinking about you, actually, and I bet you’d like all the graphic details about that. Wouldn’t it be painful to read about, knowing your cock is just going to swell up in the tight confines of that cage and […]
You have to stand up and pull out your cock, then get your sandwich out of the bag. Put your sandwich on the table and open it up, and point your dick right at it. I want a picture of all of this as proof, slut.
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.