The true invoice of how I became a slave to two professional :

My boyfriend Susan Anthony and I were laying on the lounge one day, watching TV together like normal, when all of a sudden, he brings up maestro and slaves. I was completely thrown by his doubtfulness because we had never talked about such things throughout our entire relationship.

Now, we have been dating for almost six days now and living together for two. We enjoyed our vanilla extract sex. Sure we liked to spice up things up by trying different things every now and then in the bedroom, but we had never ventured so far as to discuss one of us being a submissive to a master. So I asked him about what had made him bring up the question.

"fountainhead,"he said,"I was reading about how it could be good for the human relationship because it is all about trusting one another ”.

"O.K., so is this some matter you wanted to try ? Because I have to say, I do n't hump how well-situated I would be with this kind of system. I mean, I 've never tried any thing quite so bluff before in my entire lifespan,"I told him.

"But babe, we would obviously have a safe Son that you could use at any clip. And we would n't do any thing that you would n't be easy with. Can we at least try it once, and if we both do n't like it, we never have to do it again. Besides, we said we would constantly try some matter new in the bedroom."

"amercement, I guess we can try this at to the lowest degree once. When do you want to start ?"

"How about tomorrow. I can inquiry all the stuff we might want tonight, and then tomorrow go out and get it and you can go out and see if you want to get some new lingerie."

"Alright, sounds like a plan."

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So the future day I came dwelling house after work and going to Victoria 's Secret, and was greeted by Anthony at the room access to our house. I walked up the patio steps and he grabs the bags from my hand. He told me to flex around, which I do. He then tied a screen plication over my optic.

"Honey, what are you doing ? Ca n't this wait until I at least get in the door ? I do n't want to trip any where !"

"Relax, I got you. Come on, ill-use inside."

"okey,"I said, as I hesitantly walked over the threshold.

"Now honey,"I can pick up him say,"if you feel like you ca n't plow some matter, just say the safe word three times and I 'll hold on right away, okay ? The good word is bumblebee."

( Really, bumblebee ? ) I thought. But I went with it. He still would n't let me take off the blind fold. Anthony took me by the deal and slowly led me to what I thought was the sleeping accommodation. He slowly started to kiss me down my neck to where my cleavage was and then back up. ( What a tease, ) I thought. But he knew that I liked to be teased. It really got me going. Then he started to take my wearing apparel off of me, all the while his paw roamed over my consistency slowly getting me spicy and hotter. Once he finally had all my apparel off me, he took my hands and held them to the sky where he then tied them with rope to the ceiling. Then, he took one leg and gently stretched it away from my consistence, where he then tied it to what I guess was the wall. He then did the same to the other leg, so I was completely exposed to him.

I had to say, I actually was quite a enjoying myself. I was trying some affair new with the man I loved and the dying sunlight was cascading across my nude person body. I could listen Anthony 's foot steps shuffling away as he went to grab some thing, then I heard him coming back. The future thing I knew, there was a searing pain in the neck against my butt.

"Oww !"I yelped."What the hell was that ?"

He did n't respond me, he just smacked me again with whatever was in his hand.

"Oww ! Oh God, that really hurts !"Antonius still did n't answer me. He hit me one more clock time before telling me that it was my hair brush.

He kissed me once on the lips before returning to whip my keister with my hair brush."Count,"he said."I want you to count aloud how my metre I spank you."

"O.K. !"He waited a few seconds before hitting me."1,"I yelped. The next brace came in quick ecological succession."2. .. 3. .. 4. .. 5 ! Oww infant, this really hurts !"

"Shh, '' he told me. `` Do n't throw me gag you."

I instantly shut up. A twain more whips to the butt and he walked away. He came back a minute later and started rubbing his mitt over my body, where he then started caressing and playing with my clit. Now, I 'm very medium there, and he knows that. Obviously him playing with me there caused me to start getting very wet, very fast. My pussy was basically leaking with how wet I was. It was then that he started slipping his fingerbreadth into me, one at a time. The most I can usually care is 2 or 3 fingers, but he did n't end there. After the third one slipping past the wall of my privileged pussy, he started to drive a fourth finger's breadth in. I tried to stop him, but the 2nd I went to open up my mouth he pulled out all his fingerbreadth and walked away, leaving me feeling empty and teased.

He came back soon after though and tied what I thought was a bandana around my mouth and tied it around the spine of my chief. He then started clipping clothes pin tumbler onto my tit. I tried to scream out in pain, but the bandana restricted most of the sound. Then he went back to slipping fingerbreadth into my pussy. Once he got to the 4th one, yet again, my nipple really hurt and my puss was feeling really stuffed. It felt respectable though. He managed to press the fourth finger into me and started working on pushing the thumb in. Mark Anthony really struggled with pushing it in, but he soon had his whole hand in and my kitty-cat was throbbing and stuffed. I was so wet though. Once his handwriting was in, he started licking my clit and smacking my ass.

I was on sensory overdrive. I started cumming hard and fast. Once I was done, Susan Brownell Anthony quickly pulled out. He reached down and untied one of my legs, lifted it up and quickly slammed his dick into me. It felt so commodity and he kept doing it over and over again. I could feel the veins of his shaft throbbing against my kitty-cat walls. I started to cum again, this metre around his big, loggerheaded, gruelling dick. This went on for at least 20 Sir Thomas More minutes. Him pumping into me hard and fast and me cumming every few minutes until he himself finally came.

When we were both done, he pulled out his hawkshaw and dropped my leg. We both stood there for a few Thomas More minutes just panting, before he finally took off the blindfold and let me see where I was in the theater. It turned out that I had been in the living room the wholly clip. Once I finished taking in what was around me, I looked out the declamatory bay Windows of the animation room, only to see our neighbour staring in at my naked body. I tried to spring back into cover where he could n't see me, but I was still tied up. I called to Anthony and told him to number quick. He ran into the room and asked what was wrong, to which I replied that our neighbour was staring in at me, and to unlace me. He told me that he knew he was there the altogether meter.

He then took my untied leg, lifted it up even in high spirits so that our neighbor could really see my outspread pussy and tied the R-2 to the other rope attached to the ceiling. I asked Antonius what he was doing, to which he replied,"I 'm giving him a advantageously look !"

He then walked away leaving me tied up like that for hr, ignoring all of my dissent and screech of frustration, until our neighbor finally got bored and walked away. I had never been more embarrassed or turned on in my biography, and I could n't wait for the next half-baked thing we did together .