`` G ... .. 'S Awakening ''


G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up intuitive feeling strange. She could neither see nor hear anything. She was lying face down but her F cup titty were not being squashed by her trunk exercising weight as they should have been. Next she noticed that she could not incite, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some sort of bench, her thigh were strapped in a similar fashion holding her in an all quatern position with her legs apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not feel cold, far from it her trunk was being wracked by uncontrollable upheaval of incredibly pleasurable hotshot that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to clear her head and dressed ore, to try to see if she could crop out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her tum muscles were contracting in a humans of pleasure all their own ; her cunt was hot, open, full and egotistic and tight, empty and convulsing all at once. Her breast were both being stimulated at the same clock time. Her nipple 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 joy she was feeling between her legs.
As her body was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost unsufferable to concentrate enough to process out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the tongue between her ramification slurping her impregnate pussy and pouting asshole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful tender clapper was a peculiar 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 waving of pleasure flowing through her body it was hard to think of anything at all, but she was determined to form out what was happening to her ; she had to know if only because she must ask her passkey to do it again, it was such a howling flavour. She forced herself to try to think back to the time before she went to sleep…..

Then, suddenly, it started to get readable to her.

Her master had strapped her down to her"bringing up Bench ”, a low coffee table that he had modified so that her breast hung down through two large, padded holes for her greater comfortableness. He must have attached her"Milking Machine"to her chest when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her nipples being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible sensations in her pussy, causing it to swell and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her full point and her menstrual juices combined with the ego lubrication caused by the"Milking machine"must be the cause why the possessor of the probing clapper was licking her so hungrily.
Her passe-partout had put ear muffs on her so that she could get word naught and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sensation of feeling so much and increased her pleasure to an incredible layer.

She experienced such intense happiness when she lived in that second when they fucked, thinking of nothing else but his hard tool in her clinging cunt. She knew he liked her to contract bridge her cunt muscles and grasp his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the spear carrier feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic level"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his cock really hard with her cunt ; this made him moan and drove him to pound sign her even harder increasing their pleasure horizontal surface even more……..

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

She struggled to drag her mind back from the verge of ecstasy…….then, at finish she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, forgetful black coat, floppy ears and gentle brownness eyes. He was a big, hansom, friendly, lovable boy with an inquisitive nose and large Lucille Ball. Her professional had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her Master must have decided to pop training Dakota now as she was the tip of her menstrual cycles/second and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, wondering nose and natural language. Her Master had made her spread her legs every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to let a estimable sniff and to lick her. She never wore breeches, her Master forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping lick around her cunt and arsehole, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so much interestingness. G….. had always enjoyed her captain licking her twat, 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 subject area 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 peculiar kind of way she felt that, far from losing his regard, that he loved her even more because of it. certain, she worked for both of them as a lady of pleasure, but he looked after her, paid all the bills and always made indisputable 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 company, and instead he always made her feel like his poof. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a different life style to most other the great unwashed, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly excite and enjoyed it. They often watched porn movies together and had great sex sessions afterwards. Her master key preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her home so that they had individual 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 assert her good bod. As her Master often said, it was her body she was selling, not just her cunt, and she had to keep it all looking its serious.

In the beginning she worked four daytime each week at a cathouse, but soon gave that up and went to work for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more dislodge metre. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the need to use a Taxi. She had her exemption and she had Her Man, her Master, 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 turn part of their love-making, so be it ; naught was too good for Her Man. It was as if her past life had all been a bad dreaming. Her Man had come and driven it all away, he had changed her life sentence around ; not only had he get off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her erotic love and respect for the first metre in her life. She knew he could not fully realize all her trouble 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, things were changing around her, Dakota had stopped licking her and instead seemed to be standing over her. Then she felt it, a slippery picayune prong that was being thrust at her near her cunt. Next 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 little prong was getting large, it seemed to own a mind 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 awful, this was the way she loved her sex, hard and fast. But wait a second ; it just kept on growing bountiful, still fucking her at an unbelievable upper. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first climax ; she had never experienced this kind of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her bitch that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his greyback began to arise. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her pure puss. She came a back prison term just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his enormous, throbbing pecker fill every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a large cock in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his monumental throbbing cock pulsating in her stretched cunt. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her to the full cunt, it washed her insides and leaked out, running down her second joint. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her unit torso shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his cock shrank in size to a point where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her Master had been holding Dakota in place on her back to lay off him from trying to turn around, a move that may well have caused her some pain.

As she was still strapped to the"Breeding Bench"G….., was ineffective to impress, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would experience seen Dakota lie down and lick his cock clean till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her puss and began to lick her clean and jerk. He started at her cunt then cleaned her thighs and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his professional, an approving pat and a few row of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to mount G….., and originate all over again.

It is difficult to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the pleasure continued for hours. From that day on, G….., knew that no thing how much any one of her clients pleased her or turned her ‘ on ’, none of them could vie with the pleasance she received at rest home .
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