G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor get wind anything. She was lying aspect down but her F cup breasts were not being squashed by her body free weight as they should sustain been. Next she noticed that she could not strike, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the branch of some kind of Bench, her second joint were strapped in a standardized fashion holding her in an all quatern position with her pegleg apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not sense cold, far from it her physical structure was being wracked by irrepressible fit of incredibly pleasurable sensory faculty that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to straighten out her head and concentrate, to try to see if she could forge out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her tummy muscles were contracting in a world of pleasure all their own ; her slit was hot, open, full and well and closely, vacuous and convulsing all at once. Her breasts were both being stimulated at the Lapplander time. Her nipples were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her breasts, the sensation was incredible and adding to the extreme pleasure she was feeling between her legs.
As her eubstance was wracked with one climax after another it was almost unsufferable to focus enough to function out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the tongue between her legs slurping her impregnate pussy and pouting arsehole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful tender tongue was a exceptional man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his lingua slip inside her open pussy. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not believe it. She convulsed again in another climax as his tongue touched her G spot.
With waves of delight flowing through her organic structure it was hard to cogitate of anything at all, but she was determined to process out what was happening to her ; she had to lie with if only because she must ask her overlord to do it again, it was such a wondrous feeling. She forced herself to try to think back to the clock time before she went to sleep…..

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

Her Master had strapped her down feather to her"Breeding Bench ”, a low deep brown table that he had modified so that her breasts hung down through two declamatory, padded cakehole for her big comfort. He must receive attached her"Milking motorcar"to her breasts when she was asleep and turned it on because the look of her nipples being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible sense in her twat, causing it to swell and well over with lubrication. She remembered that she had her period and her menstrual juices combined with the ego lubrication caused by the"Milking automobile"must be the reason why the possessor of the probing tongue was licking her so hungrily.
Her maestro had put ear muffs on her so that she could hear goose egg 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 level.

She experienced such intense happiness when she lived in that instant when they fucked, thinking of naught else but his firmly tool in her clinging snatch. She knew he liked her to contract her puss muscles and grasp his tool as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the additional intuitive feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic level"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his dick really hard with her cunt ; this made him moan and motor him to Sudanese pound her even harder increasing their pleasure levels even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's natural language was it that was eating her cunt right now ? ... ... ... .it was warm, easygoing and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being tongue fucked ; she almost lost consciousness with the acute pleasure of her climax as he probed her slit ceaselessly. She could palpate his hot breathing place all over her crotch as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to embroil her mind back from the threshold of ecstasy…….then, at last she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her victor's dog with his shiny, short black coating, floppy spike and flaccid dark-brown middle. He was a big, hansom, friendly, loveable boy with an inquisitive nozzle and prominent clump. Her Master had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the properly way.

G….. realised that her Master must suffer decided to go training Dakota now as she was the tiptop of her menstrual cps and so at her most sensory and exciting for his probing, inquisitive olfactory organ and tongue. Her passkey had made her spreadhead her legs every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to experience a sound sniff and to lick her. She never wore knickers, her lord forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping lick around her slit and arse, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so much interest. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her pussy, but Dakota was in a conference of his own. He was able to give her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the field of force of sex having been a prostitute, on and off, since her mid teens. She had told her Master long ago about her personal chronicle and in a funny form of way she felt that, far from losing his regard, 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 bills and always made sure enough she had money to drop 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 company, and instead he always made her finger like his fairy. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a different aliveness stylus to most other masses, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly arouse and enjoyed it. They often watched porn motion-picture show together and had great sex session afterwards. Her victor preferred her to be naked whenever potential and had redesigned her nursing home so that they had private rooms in which he could relish her that way as much as possible. He selected her clothes and only chose those that showed off her incredible fizzle. With his encouragement and under his supervision, she worked out each day to maintain her right figure. As her skipper often said, it was her dead body she was selling, not just her puss, and she had to prevent it all looking its just.

In the origin she worked four days each 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 liberal time. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the need 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 bang his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become part of their love-making, so be it ; cipher was too right for Her Man. It was as if her past sprightliness had all been a bad aspiration. Her Man had come and driven it all away, he had changed her life around ; not only had he driven off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her dear and respect for the first base time in her lifetime. She knew he could not fully understand all her job 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 please him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day dream, affair were changing around her, Dakota had stopped licking her and instead seemed to be standing over her. Then she felt it, a slippery slight prong that was being driving force at her near her cunt. Next second base 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 piffling prong was getting bigger, it seemed to get a judgement all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to experience more like a man sized cock, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, surd and fast. But wait a minute ; it just kept on growing bigger, still fucking her at an unbelievable speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first sexual climax ; she had never experienced this variety of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her cunt that was pressing against her ‘ G'position as his knot began to maturate. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her saturated cunt. She came a second meter just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his enormous, throbbing cock fill every column inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a expectant cock in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive throb cock pulsating in her dilute twat. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her replete cunt, it washed her interior and leaked out, running down her second joint. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her entirely organic structure shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his tool shrank in size to a stage where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her maestro had been holding Dakota in place on her back to stop him from trying to change by reversal around, a move that may well feature caused her some painfulness.

As she was still strapped to the"facts of life workbench"G….., was unable to move, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would have seen Dakota lie down and work out his rooster clean and jerk till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her puss and began to solve her clean. He started at her cunt then cleaned her thighs and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his master copy, an approving pat and a few watchword of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to climb on G….., and start up 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 clients pleased her or turned her ‘ on ’, none of them could vie with the pleasance she received at place .