G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor get a line anything. She was lying typeface down but her F cup breast were not being squashed by her torso weighting as they should get been. Next she noticed that she could not be active, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some sort of terrace, her second joint were strapped in a interchangeable manner holding her in an all Little Joe positioning with her peg apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not find cold, far from it her soundbox was being wracked by uncontrollable convulsions of incredibly gratifying sensations that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to bring in her mind and concentrate, to try to see if she could work out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her tum brawniness were contracting in a world of joy all their own ; her twat was hot, open up, full and swollen and besotted, empty and convulsing all at once. Her breasts were both being stimulated at the same metre. Her nipples were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her breast, the sensation was unbelievable and adding to the extreme pleasance she was feeling between her legs.
As her body was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost impossible to pore enough to act out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the tongue between her stage slurping her saturate snatch and pouting bunghole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful lovesome tongue was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his clapper slip inside her loose pussy. He was fucking her with his clapper, she could not trust it. She convulsed again in another climax as his glossa touched her G spot.
With wave of delight flowing through her body it was hard to think of anything at all, but she was determined to work out what was happening to her ; she had to know if only because she must ask her Master to do it again, it was such a grand feeling. She forced herself to try to opine back to the metre before she went to sleep…..

Then, suddenly, it started to become clear to her.

Her Master had strapped her Down to her"fosterage bench ”, a low coffee table that he had modified so that her breasts hung down through two expectant, padded holes for her bully comforter. He must have attached her"Milking auto"to her white meat when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her mammilla being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible virtuoso in her cunt, causing it to swell and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her flow and her catamenial juice combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking auto"must be the reason why the proprietor of the probing lingua was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear muffs on her so that she could discover nothing and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sensory faculty of feeling so often and increased her pleasure to an incredible tier.

She experienced such intense felicity when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of zilch else but his laborious peter in her clinging cunt. She knew he liked her to contract her cunt muscles and grasp his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra notion immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic level"exercises every day and knew that she could grapple his cock really operose with her slit ; this made him moan and drove him to pound her even harder increasing their pleasance levels even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's tongue was it that was eating her puss right now ? ... ... ... .it was strong, soft and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being clapper fucked ; she almost lost knowingness with the intense pleasure of her orgasms as he probed her cunt ceaselessly. She could feel his hot breath all over her privates as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drag her mind back from the brink of ecstasy…….then, at last she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, unawares black coating, floppy ears and sonant dark-brown eyes. He was a big, hansom, friendly, lovable boy with an wondering olfactory organ and large balls. Her master key had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her victor must own decided to start training Dakota now as she was the flush of her menstrual cycle and so at her most open and exciting for his probing, questioning nose and tongue. Her skipper had made her spread her pegleg every clip Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to have a good sniff and to lap up her. She never wore knickers, her Master forbade them, and Dakota was very unrelenting, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping lick around her cunt and asshole, but he had never before been so athirst or shown so lots interest. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her bitch, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was able to give her sense experience that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the field of sex having been a woman of the street, on and off, since her mid teens. She had told her original long ago about her personal history and in a risible kind of way she felt that, far from losing his respect, that he loved her even more because of it. Sure, she worked for both of them as a prostitute, but he looked after her, paid all the card and always made sure she had money to spend when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with respect and kindness, he never abused her or belittled her in fellowship, and instead he always made her sense like his queer. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a dissimilar life style to most other the great unwashed, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly turn on and enjoyed it. They often watched porn movies together and had with child sex sessions afterwards. Her maestro preferred her to be naked whenever potential and had redesigned her home so that they had common soldier rooms in which he could revel her that way as much as possible. He selected her apparel and only chose those that showed off her incredible bust. With his encouragement and under his supervision, she worked out each day to sustain her sound figure. As her sea captain often said, it was her dead body she was selling, not just her snatch, and she had to go on it all looking its advantageously.

In the outset she worked four days each week at a house of prostitution, but soon gave that up and went to crop for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more liberate time. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the motive to use a Taxi. She had her exemption and she had Her Man, her overlord, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to fuck his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become part of their love-making, so be it ; zero was too good for Her Man. It was as if her past life had all been a bad pipe dream. Her Man had come and driven it all away, he had changed her life around ; not only had he ride off undesirable hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her dearest and obedience for the first time in her sprightliness. She knew he could not fully interpret all her problems but she loved and respected him for trying and for showing that he cared. It was for these reasons that she would do absolutely anything to delight him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day dream, things were changing around her, Dakota had stopped licking her and instead seemed to be standing over her. Then she felt it, a slippery little prong that was being poking at her near her pussy. Next endorsement it was in her and Dakota was driving it faster and faster ; but something strange was happening, as he drove it into her the slippery short prong was getting bigger, it seemed to bear a mind all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to feel more like a man sized putz, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, toilsome and fast. But wait a minute ; it just kept on growing gravid, still fucking her at an incredible speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first orgasm ; she had never experienced this kind of joy before. She felt a swelling inside her cunt that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his knot began to grow. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, monolithic peter even deeper into her impregnate cunt. She came a secondly time just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing cock fill every inch of her saturated puss. She had never had such a large cock in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive throbbing tool pulsating in her extend slit. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her full cunt, it washed her inside and leaked out, running down her thigh. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her solid body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his putz shrank in size of it to a stage where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her lord had been holding Dakota in topographic point on her back to stop him from trying to call on around, a move that may well bear caused her some pain.

As she was still strapped to the"upbringing Bench"G….., was unable to incite, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would have seen Dakota lie down and lick his dick clean till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her cunt and began to lap up her clean and jerk. He started at her puss then cleaned her thigh and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his Master, an approving pat and a few run-in of boost was all it took for Dakota to once again to jump on G….., and jump all over again.

It is difficult to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the pleasure continued for minute. From that day on, G….., knew that no matter how much any one of her customer pleased her or turned her ‘ on ’, none of them could compete with the pleasures she received at home .