G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor get wind anything. She was lying cheek down but her F cup breasts were not being squashed by her torso weighting as they should throw been. next she noticed that she could not locomote, her wrist were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some form of Bench, her thigh were strapped in a similar fashion holding her in an all fours position with her legs apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not palpate cold, far from it her consistence was being wracked by uncontrollable paroxysm of incredibly pleasurable sensory faculty that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to discharge her mind and dressed ore, to try to see if she could mold out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her corporation muscles were contracting in a universe of pleasure all their own ; her bitch was hot, open, to the full and swollen and tight, empty and convulsing all at once. Her chest 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 boob, the sentience was incredible and adding to the extreme delight she was feeling between her legs.
As her soundbox was wracked with one climax after another it was almost impossible to concentrate sufficiency to shape out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the natural language between her stage slurping her saturate snatch and pouting arse. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful warm tongue was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his spit slip inside her exposed kitty. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not believe it. She convulsed again in another culmination as his clapper touched her G spot.
With waves of pleasure flowing through her body it was strong to cerebrate 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 wonderful feeling. She forced herself to try to think back to the time before she went to sleep…..

Then, suddenly, it started to suit clear up to her.

Her Master had strapped her down to her"Breeding terrace ”, a low java board that he had modified so that her breasts hung down through two large, padded pickle for her greater comforter. He must cause attached her"Milking car"to her tit when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her mammilla being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible sense experience in her cunt, causing it to tumesce and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her period 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 Master had put ear fumble on her so that she could learn 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 joy to an incredible level.

She experienced such intense felicity when she lived in that import when they fucked, thinking of nothing else but his hard cock in her clinging bitch. She knew he liked her to contract bridge her cunt muscles and grasp his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic Floor"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his cock really difficult with her cunt ; this made him moan and drove him to quid her even harder increasing their pleasure levels even more……..

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

She struggled to drag her mind back from the verge of ecstasy…….then, at last she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, curtly black coat, diskette ears and soft chocolate-brown heart. He was a big, hansom cab, friendly, lovable boy with an wondering nose and tumid balls. Her Master had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the decently way.

G….. realised that her master copy must let decided to pop out training Dakota now as she was the peak of her menstrual cycle and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, speculative nose and tongue. Her Master had made her banquet her branch every metre Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to have a beneficial sniff and to lick her. She never wore pants, her Master forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping clout around her cunt and arsehole, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so very much pursuit. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her slit, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was able to dedicate her sensory faculty that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the theatre of operations of sex having been a woman of the street, on and off, since her mid teens. She had told her skipper long ago about her personal story and in a suspicious kind of way she felt that, far from losing his obedience, that he loved her even more because of it. Sure, she worked for both of them as a whore, but he looked after her, paid all the bills and always made sure as shooting 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 experience like his queen mole rat. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a unlike aliveness elan to most former people, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly sexed and enjoyed it. They often watched erotica movies together and had gravid sex sessions afterwards. Her skipper preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her home so that they had private way in which he could bask her that way as much as possible. He selected her clothes and only chose those that showed off her incredible tear. With his encouragement and under his oversight, she worked out each day to asseverate her good human body. As her victor often said, it was her consistence she was selling, not just her bitch, and she had to keep it all looking its unspoilt.

In the showtime she worked four twenty-four hour period each week at a bordello, but soon gave that up and went to do work for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more complimentary sentence. 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 become theatrical role of their love-making, so be it ; nothing was too skilful for Her Man. It was as if her past times life sentence 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 drive off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her dearest and respect for the number one time in her liveliness. She knew he could not fully translate all her problems but she loved and respected him for trying and for showing that he cared. It was for these reasonableness 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 little prong that was being thrust at her near her cunt. following endorse 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 large, it seemed to have a nous all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to feel more like a man sized shaft, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, firmly and debauched. But wait a minute ; it just kept on growing braggy, 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 kind of delight before. She felt a swelling inside her cunt that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his knot began to acquire. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her impregnate slit. She came a endorse sentence just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing tool fill every column inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a vauntingly 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 seminal fluid squirting into her wide cunt, it washed her interior and leaked out, running down her thigh. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive sexual climax, her all body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his rooster shrank in sizing to a point where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her Master had been holding Dakota in blank space on her back to stop him from trying to turn around, a motility that may well bear caused her some botheration.

As she was still strapped to the"genteelness judiciary"G….., was unable to travel, she could still not learn nor see anything either, or she would take in seen Dakota lie down and lick his cock clean till it disappeared once again into its case. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her cunt and began to cream her clean. He started at her slit then cleaned her thigh and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his skipper, an approving pat and a few words of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to climb up G….., and start all over again.

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