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bracing for whatever he had in mind. He paced back and forth, and for the longest time I thought he’d lost the nerve. I could see I would have to ease him into this. “Spank me, Master?” I asked. “Spank your little slut?”
His hand came down across my left cheek. It wasn’t hard, in fact barely a tap. He massaged my buttock before drawing his hand back and swatting me again, this time a little harder. “This what you like, Liz?”
“It’s customary that you call me something like slut, or whore. And yes, Master, I love it! Harder.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.
I could just imagine his chocolately brown eyes as wide as possible as he watched me turn into a little slut right before his very eyes. “You won’t hurt me, Master. Harder, please!”
Smack! His hand came down sharply, much harder than before. I let a gentle moan escape my lips as he slapped my other cheek. “Yes, Master. Yes!”
“You like that, slut?”
“Ohhhh yes, Master. More.”
His hand came down even harder, and with each and every smack my ass almost rose into the air to meet his touch. As my cheeks were surely turning red, the sting gave way to a muted buzz, making me feel completely alive. I was certain that my pussy was dripping wet juices down the arm of his sofa.
Smack, his hand came down once again, this time even harder. I could only picture him naked, his huge cock swinging between those gorgeous thighs as he whipped me into submission. I felt his hands spread my cheeks as he bent down and kissed my warm red skin. Oh my God , I thought. It was all I could to hold my orgasm. His nose was buried near my ass as he drove his tongue into my wet pussy. I loved every fucking second of it.
“Oh God,” I screamed. “May I come, Master?” The words were there, although I’m not sure they were in the right order. He didn’t say a thing; he just kept driving his incredible tongue in and out of me, licking my lips and driving me straight to insanity. His fingers pushed inside my pussy as he licked my ass. “Please, Master. May I come?” This time I was nearly begging for mercy, the struggle to hold my orgasm within me was nearly painful.
Finally he stood up and slapped his cock against my ass. “Mmmm,” I moaned. His hot thick cock twitched across my ass as he ran the head up and down my slit. I was certain that every inch of his cock was coated with my pussy juice, and I hoped he’d slam it into me and quick. Although I knew I wouldn’t last a minute if he did.
I dug my finger nails into the cushion of his couch and pressed my bright red ass in the air. “Please, Master. Fuck me!”
He didn’t need my encouragement as he slid his entire length inside without hesitation. He kneaded my rosy cheeks as he slowly dipped in and out, driving me to the brink of my orgasm. “Please, Master. May I come?”
“You wanna come, slut?”
“Yes, Master!”
“Then come!” he said, burying his cock to my hilt.
My body responded, flooding the arm of his sofa as I shuttered through the most glorious orgasm I’d ever experienced. My eyes fluttered beneath the blindfold, and my fingers were white with my grip. But the rest of me was entranced with his body. The blindfold had made me keenly aware of his balls slapping against my behind, his cool thighs against the backs of mine registered in the list of senses that were overflowing inside me. I rocked back and forth against him, letting my orgasm roll lavishly through me. He’d given me no further instructions, so I took my time, enjoying his masculinity inside me.
When my breaths finally slowed, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to my feet, spinning me around and pulling me into his chest. My hard nipple pushed into his hot flesh as he pushed my shoulders down, forcing me to my knees in front of him. I wished he would just rip the tie off my eyes so I could see him.
His hand came down across my left cheek. It wasn’t hard, in fact barely a tap. He massaged my buttock before drawing his hand back and swatting me again, this time a little harder. “This what you like, Liz?”
“It’s customary that you call me something like slut, or whore. And yes, Master, I love it! Harder.”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.
I could just imagine his chocolately brown eyes as wide as possible as he watched me turn into a little slut right before his very eyes. “You won’t hurt me, Master. Harder, please!”
Smack! His hand came down sharply, much harder than before. I let a gentle moan escape my lips as he slapped my other cheek. “Yes, Master. Yes!”
“You like that, slut?”
“Ohhhh yes, Master. More.”
His hand came down even harder, and with each and every smack my ass almost rose into the air to meet his touch. As my cheeks were surely turning red, the sting gave way to a muted buzz, making me feel completely alive. I was certain that my pussy was dripping wet juices down the arm of his sofa.
Smack, his hand came down once again, this time even harder. I could only picture him naked, his huge cock swinging between those gorgeous thighs as he whipped me into submission. I felt his hands spread my cheeks as he bent down and kissed my warm red skin. Oh my God , I thought. It was all I could to hold my orgasm. His nose was buried near my ass as he drove his tongue into my wet pussy. I loved every fucking second of it.
“Oh God,” I screamed. “May I come, Master?” The words were there, although I’m not sure they were in the right order. He didn’t say a thing; he just kept driving his incredible tongue in and out of me, licking my lips and driving me straight to insanity. His fingers pushed inside my pussy as he licked my ass. “Please, Master. May I come?” This time I was nearly begging for mercy, the struggle to hold my orgasm within me was nearly painful.
Finally he stood up and slapped his cock against my ass. “Mmmm,” I moaned. His hot thick cock twitched across my ass as he ran the head up and down my slit. I was certain that every inch of his cock was coated with my pussy juice, and I hoped he’d slam it into me and quick. Although I knew I wouldn’t last a minute if he did.
I dug my finger nails into the cushion of his couch and pressed my bright red ass in the air. “Please, Master. Fuck me!”
He didn’t need my encouragement as he slid his entire length inside without hesitation. He kneaded my rosy cheeks as he slowly dipped in and out, driving me to the brink of my orgasm. “Please, Master. May I come?”
“You wanna come, slut?”
“Yes, Master!”
“Then come!” he said, burying his cock to my hilt.
My body responded, flooding the arm of his sofa as I shuttered through the most glorious orgasm I’d ever experienced. My eyes fluttered beneath the blindfold, and my fingers were white with my grip. But the rest of me was entranced with his body. The blindfold had made me keenly aware of his balls slapping against my behind, his cool thighs against the backs of mine registered in the list of senses that were overflowing inside me. I rocked back and forth against him, letting my orgasm roll lavishly through me. He’d given me no further instructions, so I took my time, enjoying his masculinity inside me.
When my breaths finally slowed, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to my feet, spinning me around and pulling me into his chest. My hard nipple pushed into his hot flesh as he pushed my shoulders down, forcing me to my knees in front of him. I wished he would just rip the tie off my eyes so I could see him.
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