celebrate
through till dawn rather than finish it here with a quickie against
the wall.”
Emily was far from happy listening to this, but she had to
admit the man was good – once in sales, clinching a deal would be a
piece of cake for him. She could see Tessa weighing it up – and the
promise of a whole night getting fucked by Adam Wolf was clearly a
huge attraction, and humiliating her enemy to such an extent was
pretty appealing as well. Why Her Master was pressing for this,
Emily had no idea – to prove his power over her could be the only
reason, as surely he didn’t want to spend a whole night with Tessa
delivering part two of the bargain they’d struck – a quick knee
trembler here in the washroom would be a much more preferable
option. For Emily as well – she didn’t like the idea of Her Master
fucking Tessa – it somehow cheapened him – promise or no promise.
It was almost as abhorrent as what Emily would have to do. Almost –
but not quite! Emily prayed that for once Her Master wouldn’t get
his way.
No such luck!
“Okay,” said Tessa, succumbing to the man like everyone did.
“Get the little stuck up madam to stick her tongue up my ass. Then
I want fucked good and proper by a big hard prick, so you’d better
not have been bragging, Adam, when you mentioned the
size!”
Chapter 1 1
It had been a day of endless surprises, and now Emily Johnson
was experiencing another one: the taste of an asshole wasn’t
anywhere near as foul as she might have expected!
She pulled away at the first taste – a nervous little flick
over the purple pucker, her tongue trailing obediently, but shying
at the end. Then she tried again, determined to persevere - wanting
to obey, wanting to please. Pushing away her instinctive revulsion,
Emily circled the skin delicately with the tip. Then finding the
taste wasn’t totally abhorrent, she ventured further and tongued
the anal flesh again, this time with more purpose, lingering as she
traced the starfish arm ridges to finally prod at the yielding
ring.
“That’s it, Blondie,” Her Master coaxed. “Don’t disappoint me.
Get your tongue in there.”
And that’s what Emily did – she obeyed him, as she knew at
that moment she would do in all things. Like a Samurai warrior, she
would fall on her sword if Her Master so desired, for that was the
extent of the hold the man possessed. Dutifully, she pressed on the
ring which obligingly relaxed, allowing her access to the
chute.
It was a truly electrifying moment. Once again Her Master had
performed the trick and turned the depths of depravity into an
ecstasy of submission. Revulsion tried to scream and shout its
indignation, but Emily would hear nothing of it. She buried her
face in the warmth of the crack, thrust with her tongue and made an
oral attack. She felt some nausea; there was an involuntary retch;
the pungent smell, the acrid taste, all conspired against her, but
Emily won through. She found sweetness in the bowels mingling with
the bitterness. The rectal flesh was so silky to the tongue. After
the initial shock and revulsion had waned, she found that pleasure
Her Master always inspired.
“Well done, Blondie! But enough’s enough – the point has been
proved, and I’m really not into having my ass rimmed. But whilst
you’re down there, give my balls a good licking, and of course my
cock. As you can see, it’s got hard again – so no doubt I’ll be
using it quite soon to fuck you some more. But I’m not ready yet –
so in the meantime, you work on me.”
Emily looked up to Her Master, grinning with delight. Lying on
his back with his legs curled up and parted, the man really did
make for the most awesome sight: the handsome face with those dark
manly features; the bulky chest and flat ripped stomach, all
covered in a fine mat of shiny black hair. Even Her Master’s ass
was a wonder to behold: the fleshy buns so full and round; the
lightly fur ringed pucker now glistening with Emily’s saliva.
through till dawn rather than finish it here with a quickie against
the wall.”
Emily was far from happy listening to this, but she had to
admit the man was good – once in sales, clinching a deal would be a
piece of cake for him. She could see Tessa weighing it up – and the
promise of a whole night getting fucked by Adam Wolf was clearly a
huge attraction, and humiliating her enemy to such an extent was
pretty appealing as well. Why Her Master was pressing for this,
Emily had no idea – to prove his power over her could be the only
reason, as surely he didn’t want to spend a whole night with Tessa
delivering part two of the bargain they’d struck – a quick knee
trembler here in the washroom would be a much more preferable
option. For Emily as well – she didn’t like the idea of Her Master
fucking Tessa – it somehow cheapened him – promise or no promise.
It was almost as abhorrent as what Emily would have to do. Almost –
but not quite! Emily prayed that for once Her Master wouldn’t get
his way.
No such luck!
“Okay,” said Tessa, succumbing to the man like everyone did.
“Get the little stuck up madam to stick her tongue up my ass. Then
I want fucked good and proper by a big hard prick, so you’d better
not have been bragging, Adam, when you mentioned the
size!”
Chapter 1 1
It had been a day of endless surprises, and now Emily Johnson
was experiencing another one: the taste of an asshole wasn’t
anywhere near as foul as she might have expected!
She pulled away at the first taste – a nervous little flick
over the purple pucker, her tongue trailing obediently, but shying
at the end. Then she tried again, determined to persevere - wanting
to obey, wanting to please. Pushing away her instinctive revulsion,
Emily circled the skin delicately with the tip. Then finding the
taste wasn’t totally abhorrent, she ventured further and tongued
the anal flesh again, this time with more purpose, lingering as she
traced the starfish arm ridges to finally prod at the yielding
ring.
“That’s it, Blondie,” Her Master coaxed. “Don’t disappoint me.
Get your tongue in there.”
And that’s what Emily did – she obeyed him, as she knew at
that moment she would do in all things. Like a Samurai warrior, she
would fall on her sword if Her Master so desired, for that was the
extent of the hold the man possessed. Dutifully, she pressed on the
ring which obligingly relaxed, allowing her access to the
chute.
It was a truly electrifying moment. Once again Her Master had
performed the trick and turned the depths of depravity into an
ecstasy of submission. Revulsion tried to scream and shout its
indignation, but Emily would hear nothing of it. She buried her
face in the warmth of the crack, thrust with her tongue and made an
oral attack. She felt some nausea; there was an involuntary retch;
the pungent smell, the acrid taste, all conspired against her, but
Emily won through. She found sweetness in the bowels mingling with
the bitterness. The rectal flesh was so silky to the tongue. After
the initial shock and revulsion had waned, she found that pleasure
Her Master always inspired.
“Well done, Blondie! But enough’s enough – the point has been
proved, and I’m really not into having my ass rimmed. But whilst
you’re down there, give my balls a good licking, and of course my
cock. As you can see, it’s got hard again – so no doubt I’ll be
using it quite soon to fuck you some more. But I’m not ready yet –
so in the meantime, you work on me.”
Emily looked up to Her Master, grinning with delight. Lying on
his back with his legs curled up and parted, the man really did
make for the most awesome sight: the handsome face with those dark
manly features; the bulky chest and flat ripped stomach, all
covered in a fine mat of shiny black hair. Even Her Master’s ass
was a wonder to behold: the fleshy buns so full and round; the
lightly fur ringed pucker now glistening with Emily’s saliva.
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