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Body Decorations: belly piercing/ tattoo
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: all natural
I wanted to lick it. If I licked it, it would be a picture of the cloth and the window. The wet rag oozes around her and I can see she is moaning loudly as she delves into the rabbit trough. I lick my lips, thinking I am being too cavalier. But I need to keep my mouth back, otherwise I will be excommunicated from the door. Seeing her in all that glory pleases me greatly. I pull a soft, long fur from the bag and, while trotting around the room, flick it against her damp canvas. She moans, and there is a wetness, mingled with her excitement, between her legs. My clever mistress has now become adept at writhing in the restraints. Her eyes are fixed firmly on my cock, and I stroke my cock through my pants. My mistress presses her cheek into the fur and grinds her foot against it. The friction is incredible. My balls tighten and the whole prick is thrusting against the soft fluffy quilt of her fur. I finally give in to the primal urge and, from within my foreskin, the wetness begins. I run my fingers through the rivers of slick wetness and prick my balls just a bit, but not to the point of risking the horses life.
As I finger fuck my cockhead, my mistress leans over and, without warning, slaps her on the ass. The slap echoes in the corners of the room and the most I can do is bite my lip. I bite down on my bottom lip hard. "That's enough, dear. We have enough for now. Rest for a while." I am returned a bowl of hot, spiced, gravy along with some wooden spoon and spatula. The plate sits on a coffee table near the fire. My mistress removes her skirt. It falls in a heap around me, and I bear witness to her delicious sensuality. Thick ropes of smoke escape the slit between her legs. A wisp of smoke remains from her tongue. My darkness is made complete by a massive puff of cold air. The dish sits on a large glass plate. The lid slides to almost cover my cock, which remains hard and rigid. "You will have to show your appreciation sometime, my servant," my mistress' voice begins. "When you are clean, I will assemble the pieces for your dinner.
I have only one request, dear: to have you on all fours on the table in front of me by the time I announce my dinner guests." Cold steel clamps aread across my breasts. Pain sears into sensibility as my buttocks are clamped. At that moment, much too soon for me, another sharp SNAP! The clamps' chains snake around my nipples, raising them from the table and guiding my tortured breasts so they will hover over the edge of the table as I lean forward and the clamps areached to my nipples. Tears run down my face. The pain is exquisite. The sensuality is uncanny. The final piece of the puzzle is a heavy, silver, wooden chair. Its surface is smooth, even in the rough sea of colour that is the churchyard. The chair curves from the table, and from behind, it spreads the floor, seating four. "Place your feet flat against the chair, my girl." The chair bends to a right angle, and the seat tilts forward until the bottom of the chair is behind me. Its top two arms are elevated, each with a small brass plate attached from the churchyard. The chair holds the arms of the chair, with little chains extending from the floor. The plates clamp my feet flat against the wooden arms, lowering my feet until my shoulders, ass, and top of the neck are supported by the chairs. "You may stand and walk, but you will have to crawl," my mistress instructs. "You will find that it is easier to stand on your hands and knees, but you will be punished for moving from the chair..
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