G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor hear anything. She was lying face down but her F cup tit were not being squashed by her body weight as they should induce been. succeeding she noticed that she could not affect, her carpus were strapped below her to what seemed like the ramification of some sort of bench, her thighs were strapped in a similar fashion holding her in an all fours military position with her leg apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not feel cold, far from it her body was being wracked by uncontrollable fit of incredibly gratifying sensory faculty that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to straighten out her mind and concentrate, to try to see if she could work out just what was happening to her. It was very hard as her bay window muscular tissue were contracting in a world of delight all their own ; her cunt was hot, open, full and swollen and tight, empty and convulsing all at once. Her boob were both being stimulated at the Lapp prison term. Her nipple were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her breasts, the sense experience was incredible and adding to the extreme pleasure she was feeling between her legs.
As her trunk was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost impossible to concentrate enough to run out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the tongue between her peg slurping her pure kitty and pouting asshole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful warm up tongue was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his natural language case inside her unfastened snatch. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not conceive it. She convulsed again in another climax as his tongue touched her G spot.
With waves of pleasure flowing through her consistency it was voiceless to think of anything at all, but she was determined to work out what was happening to her ; she had to roll in the hay if only because she must ask her sea captain to do it again, it was such a marvellous spirit. She forced herself to try to call back back to the clock time before she went to sleep…..

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

Her professional had strapped her down to her"Breeding workbench ”, a low coffee tree table that he had modified so that her tit hung down through two large, padded hole for her greater comfort. He must have attached her"Milking auto"to her breasts when she was asleep and turned it on because the spirit of her mamilla being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible adept in her slit, causing it to well and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her menstruation and her menstrual juices combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking Machine"must be the reason why the possessor of the probing tongue was licking her so hungrily.
Her headmaster had put ear muffs on her so that she could hear nothing and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sense of feeling so much and increased her pleasure to an incredible storey.

She experienced such acute felicity when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of naught else but his intemperate hammer in her clinging cunt. She knew he liked her to contract her cunt muscles and grasp his rooster as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic story"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his putz really difficult with her cunt ; this made him groan and push back him to pound sterling her eve harder increasing their delight storey even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's tongue was it that was eating her slit right now ? ... ... ... .it was lovesome, flabby and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being tongue fucked ; she almost lost cognizance with the intense pleasance of her orgasms as he probed her twat ceaselessly. She could feel his hot breath all over her crotch as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drag her brain back from the brink of ecstasy…….then, at in conclusion she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her victor's dog with his shiny, short blackamoor coating, floppy ears and flaccid brown eye. He was a big, hansom cab, friendly, lovable boy with an inquisitive nose and large balls. Her master had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her Master must ingest decided to startle training Dakota now as she was the peak of her menstrual cycle and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, inquisitive nozzle and tongue. Her sea captain had made her spread her peg every metre Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to accept a secure sniff and to lick her. She never wore knickers, her Master forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping slug around her twat and arsehole, but he had never before been so athirst or shown so much pursuit. G….. had always enjoyed her maestro licking her slit, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was capable to give her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novitiate in the field of sex having been a prostitute, on and off, since her mid teen. She had told her Master long ago about her personal history and in a funny form of way she felt that, far from losing his respect, that he loved her even more because of it. for sure, she worked for both of them as a prostitute, but he looked after her, paid all the measure and always made certainly she had money to spend when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with respectfulness and kindness, he never abused her or belittled her in ship's company, and instead he always made her feel like his queen. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a dissimilar life sentence dash to most other the great unwashed, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly sexed and enjoyed it. They often watched porn pic together and had great sex academic session afterwards. Her Master preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her habitation so that they had buck private rooms in which he could enjoy her that way as much as potential. He selected her clothes 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 good trope. As her Master often said, it was her consistency she was selling, not just her puss, and she had to keep it all looking its in force.

In the beginning she worked four mean solar day each calendar week at a brothel, but soon gave that up and went to work for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more free time. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the want to use a Taxi. She had her freedom and she had Her Man, her Master, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to make love his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to go part of their love-making, so be it ; zippo was too in effect for Her Man. It was as if her past life had all been a bad dream. Her Man had come and driven it all away, he had changed her life around ; not only had he push off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her making love and respectfulness for the maiden time in her life. She knew he could not fully understand all her problems but she loved and respected him for trying and for showing that he cared. It was for these grounds that she would do absolutely anything to delight him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day dreaming, 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 knife thrust at her near her puss. succeeding second 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 lilliputian prong was getting with child, it seemed to deliver a head all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to feel more like a man sized cock, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awe-inspiring, this was the way she loved her sex, hard and libertine. But wait a minute ; it just kept on growing bigger, still fucking her at an incredible hurrying. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first sexual climax ; she had never experienced this form of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her snatch that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his knot began to arise. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her saturated cunt. She came a second clip just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing cock fill every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a expectant hammer in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive throbbing peter pulsating in her adulterate bitch. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her full snatch, it washed her insides and leaked out, running down her thigh. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive sexual climax, her unit dead body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his cock shrank in size to a decimal point where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her Master had been holding Dakota in space on her back to stop him from trying to sour around, a motility that may well have caused her some pain.

As she was still strapped to the"rearing judiciary"G….., was ineffectual to move, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would bear seen Dakota lie down and work out his peter clean till it disappeared once again into its cocktail dress. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her cunt and began to figure out her clean and jerk. He started at her puss then cleaned her thighs and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his Master, an approving pat and a few language of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to mount G….., and set off all over again.

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