G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up tone strange. She could neither see nor get wind anything. She was lying face down but her F cup chest were not being squashed by her body weight as they should have been. side by side she noticed that she could not move, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the branch of some sort of work bench, her thighs were strapped in a interchangeable manner holding her in an all fours stance 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 convulsion of incredibly pleasurable sensations that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to clear her mind and concentrate, to try to see if she could form out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her tum muscles were contracting in a populace of pleasure all their own ; her cunt was hot, give, wide and tumefy and tight, empty and convulsing all at once. Her knocker were both being stimulated at the same time. Her tit were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her boob, the sensation was unbelievable 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 insufferable to centralise enough to work out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the knife between her legs slurping her saturated pussy and pouting arsehole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful ardent knife was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his natural language slip inside her open puss. He was fucking her with his glossa, she could not believe it. She convulsed again in another flood tide as his knife touched her G spot.
With moving ridge of joy flowing through her body it was punishing to call up 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 intend back to the metre before she went to sleep…..

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

Her professional had strapped her down to her"genteelness Bench ”, a low coffee tree table that he had modified so that her boob hung down through two large, padded holes for her greater comfort. He must cause attached her"Milking motorcar"to her breasts when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her nipples being stretched and sucked gave her the most unbelievable sensations in her cunt, causing it to swell and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her stop and her menstrual juices combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking simple machine"must be the intellect why the proprietor of the probing knife was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear muffs on her so that she could take heed nothing and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sense of feeling so often and increased her pleasure to an incredible level.

She experienced such intense happiness when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of nothing else but his heavily turncock in her clinging bitch. She knew he liked her to contract her puss heftiness and grok his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra touch immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic Floor"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his cock really hard with her cunt ; this made him moan and get him to pound 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 quick, soft and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being tongue fucked ; she almost lost knowingness with the intense pleasure of her orgasms as he probed her puss ceaselessly. She could feel his hot breath all over her genitalia as he slurped her flowing juice down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drag her judgment back from the brink of ecstasy…….then, at last she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her passkey's dog with his shiny, unretentive black coat, floppy spike and soft brownish center. He was a big, hansom, friendly, loveable boy with an wondering nose and heavy balls. Her Master had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the flop way.

G….. realised that her overlord must bear decided to get going training Dakota now as she was the crown of her menstrual cycle and so at her most centripetal and exciting for his probing, wondering nose and tongue. Her Master had made her spread her legs every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to have a ripe sniff and to lick her. She never wore knickers, her skipper 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 thirsty or shown so very much sake. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her puss, but Dakota was in a conference of his own. He was capable to give her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the field of sex having been a cyprian, on and off, since her mid teenager. She had told her passe-partout long ago about her personal history and in a amusing kind of way she felt that, far from losing his obedience, that he loved her even more because of it. for sure, she worked for both of them as a bawd, but he looked after her, paid all the broadside and always made sure she had money to pass when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with respect and forgivingness, he never abused her or belittled her in company, and instead he always made her feel like his queen. Put simply, they loved each early ; they just lived a different life vogue to most former multitude, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly wind up and enjoyed it. They often watched porn moving picture together and had with child sex sessions afterwards. Her passe-partout preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her home so that they had secret suite 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 tear. With his boost and under his supervision, she worked out each day to maintain her good figure of speech. As her passkey often said, it was her body she was selling, not just her cunt, and she had to keep it all looking its trump.

In the beginning she worked four years each week at a brothel, but soon gave that up and went to work for an means 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 motive to use a Taxi. She had her freedom and she had Her Man, her skipper, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to sleep together his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become part of their love-making, so be it ; cypher was too unspoilt for Her Man. It was as if her past life sentence 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 get off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her love and respect for the world-class time in her life history. 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 understanding that she would do absolutely anything to delight him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day pipe 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 little prong that was being thrust at her near her cunt. Next minute 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 minuscule prong was getting self-aggrandizing, it seemed to have a mind all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to find more like a man sized stopcock, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, severely and immobile. But wait a bit ; it just kept on growing bigger, still fucking her at an incredible speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first orgasm ; she had never experienced this form of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her pussy that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his knot began to grow. Her delight was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her saturated pussy. She came a second sentence just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his enormous, throbbing cock fill every in of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a expectant rooster in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive pounding prick pulsating in her stretched cunt. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her full slit, it washed her insides and leaked out, running down her second joint. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her whole physical structure shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his tool shrank in size of it to a level where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her passe-partout had been holding Dakota in place on her rear to lay off him from trying to wrick around, a motility that may well possess caused her some botheration.

As she was still strapped to the"bringing up Bench"G….., was unable to move, she could still not take heed nor see anything either, or she would have seen Dakota lie down and thrash his cock clean till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her cunt and began to lick her clean. He started at her puss then cleaned her thighs and peg. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his master copy, an approving pat and a few words of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to put on G….., and start all over again.

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