Novice(masochist male)
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7 years ago •
May 16, 2017
7 years ago •
May 16, 2017
isnt all Ds about moving beyond your limits? Don't we all deep in our hearts want to be pushed beyond that point. I love to write a cruel and fabtastic scene of torture, of deep humiliation, that I could never bear in real life. But because it is a story, I dive deep, I explore, I enjoy, end find edges that are beyond sexy. They are beyond what I ever dreamed off! I have an example here
This was all so exciting that Hollie felt her whole body was burning with pleasure, even when Elise only touched her back, her neck. She wanted her to move down towards her ass, but wasn't sure if it would work. If it would not break Elise’s role. But the miracle happened, she moved down, and now those two girlish hands were touching her, softly feeling the curves of her ass cheeks, probing the crack, and forcing Hollie’s legs apart, so she would have access the the chamber of secrets. Little pressure was required, Hollie obliged immediately. And this was all so exciting for Elise. She knew she was serving Hollie, she knew she wanted to be there, lie there and be caressed. But on the other hand, it felt good. After all they both had a great night, and Hollie did win. She could not be angry for the rest of the week, worse was to come. Since this was just a simple and more erotic act than a humiliating one. So when Hollie parted her legs Elise was well aware of what she was supposed to do! She was to slide her hands slowly from the outside of her hips, over her ass towards the crack. There the fingers would meet and with a slight pressure, allowing her nails to gently scratch the skin they would travel downwards, slowly, o so slowly. As to increase the anticipation around her small virgin hole (or were both entrances to sublime pleasure still virgin?) she would slightly let one of the fingers move inwards. The moaning of Hollie, the breathing that shuddered, they were signs she was doing a good job. Finally beyond that point she sensed the moist crevice, she felt the two lips parting o so easily. The little whore was so wet, Elise couldn’t help thinking. From that point it was going much too fast for Hollie, but she was so excited, that she was controlling a sex slave. That the lovely and good looking Elise was now her servant. The thought alone was nearly enough to make her cum. But when Elise inserted a finger, added another and then touched her clit, God she simply exploded. Pushing her body hard on those fingers, crying of joy and pleasure. Well, her parents wouldn’t hear since at that point Arsenal scored, her father was yelling, smothering the cries of joy from his devious and wild daughter.
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