Languages: 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒏̃𝒐𝒍 - 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉
Location: 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒂
Body Decorations: 𝑻𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 22
Body Type: 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒚
Read it on her too, on her fingers, all over her fingers, over her thumb. "Addiction and prurient interest will receive the whip first, followed by my cane. Master will be quite whipped today, though he will insist that I wear the dazzling red gown for the experience. These whips will hurt rather than pleasure me. If I fail to please Master this evening, I will be castrated and force fed my exquisite ravishing. I will serve his every whim, and whim alone." The man in the red cloak stepped up to the task at hand. Facing away from me, he began, slowly, to strip. He unbuttoned his shirt, then his trousers, and as his raging erection showed clearly, he was soon naked. Then his corset, too, soon looked as if it had been sent from a war zone. In truth, it had been well worth the wait. Although still in uniform, it showed my anticipation. His body taut and defined, his cock swaying with each step of my stomach, and my long hair down, revealing his well muscled legs, a good three inches above my feet. Then, finally, he was naked. And I sat back, aghast, for a second. The guy in the dirty green cloak began removing his clothes.
When I sat up straight, I suddenly realised how full my cock was and my tongue was in its pre-cum. The corset was keeping me cool while I played with my clit, but the sex had left my body aching and straining. Not to mention the tenderness in my belly, from my hot, spasming cock. I'd never been cold. I lay back, taking a sip of my wine in the afterglow. When I regained some mobility, I began to lick around the bottom edge of my boot. I could feel the warmth of his buttocks against my face, and the delicious wetness of their intimate den. I moved my face closer to them, to lean my chin closer in to them. Then, I drew down more of my wine, placed my lips close to their ear and whispered, "I'll make you pay dearly for that loss of control." They began to make sounds I hadn't heard, moaning, laughing, demanding more. I only half-listened. The sounds of their passion were coming back, stronger, thicker, invading my ears. I could smell their vital fluids through their thick lips and breath. Then, one last time, I drew down more of my wine, lowering my mouth to their ear and inhaling. Then I could stand it no longer.
I raised my hips to my face, and let a finalist moan, so I bent down to kiss them. I broke our kiss in an effort to complete it. "Well, you didn't disappoint me, did you?" The man in the red cloak said with a slightly shake of his head. "You were far more impressive than I thought. You pleased me," he added. I regarded him blankly. "In spite of everything, I still think you deserve a spanking." "A spanking?" The first man said. "Not quite. I was guilty as well of breaking the rules. I was taken into custody, I remember. I was just trying to teach a lesson. I would have been more careful if I'd known your mother was a little short for a little girl. I sincerely apologise for my mistake." "An offence of that nature would not be committed against a minor, so we won't be naming the minor. I won't make it a crime with the sanctioning body. It will be on my record as a failing in your mother's service..
After a great suckfest I bend her over and start fucking it in and out while still playing with her pussy with fingers then she put her finger on it and start fucking it then they change their position pointing the dick on the neighboring couch.
Love her ass & jack.
I love to show so.