G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor hear anything. She was lying font down but her F cup titty were not being squashed by her body weight as they should have been. following she noticed that she could not act, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some kind of bench, her thighs were strapped in a exchangeable manner holding her in an all fours position with her legs apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not finger cold, far from it her body was being wracked by unmanageable upheaval of incredibly enjoyable sense impression that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to clear her thinker and dressed ore, to try to see if she could work out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her pot muscleman were contracting in a world of pleasure all their own ; her bitch was hot, give, wide and egotistic and tight, evacuate and convulsing all at once. Her breasts were both being stimulated at the same time. Her pap 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 utmost pleasance she was feeling between her legs.
As her physical structure was wracked with one climax after another it was almost impossible to condense enough to crop out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the knife between her legs slurping her saturated snatch and pouting asshole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful fond glossa was a exceptional man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his glossa slipperiness inside her open air pussy. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not think it. She convulsed again in another climax as his natural language touched her G spot.
With waves of delight flowing through her body it was hard to think of anything at all, but she was determined to go out what was happening to her ; she had to know if only because she must ask her skipper to do it again, it was such a wonderful feeling. She forced herself to try to think back to the metre before she went to sleep…..

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

Her Master had strapped her down to her"facts of life judiciary ”, a low coffee mesa that he had modified so that her breasts hung down through two large, padded holes for her greater comforter. He must have attached her"Milking Machine"to her breasts when she was asleep and turned it on because the tone of her nipples being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible maven in her cunt, causing it to swell and overrun with lubrication. She remembered that she had her period of time and her menstrual juices combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking auto"must be the grounds why the owner of the probing spit was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear fumble on her so that she could see nothing and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sense of feeling so practically and increased her pleasure to an incredible horizontal surface.

She experienced such intense happiness when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of nix else but his heavily pecker in her clinging puss. She knew he liked her to contract her pussy muscle and grasp his turncock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the supernumerary feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic Floor"exercises every day and knew that she could fascinate his cock really hard with her cunt ; this made him moan and drove him to Irish punt 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 puss right now ? ... ... ... .it was affectionate, cushy and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being glossa fucked ; she almost lost awareness with the intense pleasure of her coming as he probed her snatch ceaselessly. She could feel his hot breath all over her crotch as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drop back her mind back from the brink of ecstasy…….then, at last-place she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, short blackness coat, floppy ears and soft Brown eyes. He was a big, hansom, friendly, loveable boy with an questioning nose and tumid chunk. Her Master had always wanted him to"make out"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her superior must accept decided to start training Dakota now as she was the flush of her menstrual cycle and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, inquisitive nose and natural language. Her Master had made her counterpane her peg every sentence Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to get a trade good sniff and to drub her. She never wore knee breeches, her schoolmaster forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping clout around her slit and arsehole, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so a great deal involvement. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her cunt, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was able-bodied to give her sensation that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the field of sex having been a prostitute, on and off, since her mid teens. She had told her Master long ago about her personal history and in a comic form of way she felt that, far from losing his respectfulness, that he loved her even more because of it. Sure, she worked for both of them as a prostitute, but he looked after her, paid all the bills 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 kindness, he never abused her or belittled her in party, and instead he always made her feel like his poof. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a different life panache to most other people, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly arouse and enjoyed it. They often watched pornography moving picture together and had great sex academic session afterwards. Her captain preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her home so that they had private rooms 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 bust. With his boost and under his superintendence, she worked out each day to assert her soundly figure. As her Master often said, it was her body she was selling, not just her cunt, and she had to proceed it all looking its best.

In the starting time she worked four 24-hour interval 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 gratuitous fourth dimension. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the pauperization to use a taxicab. She had her freedom and she had Her Man, her skipper, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to love his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become part of their love-making, so be it ; naught was too in force for Her Man. It was as if her past times life 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 driven off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her love life and esteem for the number one time in her life. She knew he could not fully infer 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, 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 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 magnanimous, it seemed to own a mind all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to sense more like a man sized peter, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, intemperate and fast. But wait a minute of arc ; it just kept on growing openhanded, still fucking her at an incredible speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first orgasm ; she had never experienced this variety of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her puss that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his knot began to produce. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, monolithic cock even deeper into her saturate cunt. She came a second time just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his enormous, throbbing tool fill every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a with child pecker in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive pounding cock pulsating in her stretched puss. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her total cunt, it washed her insides and leaked out, running down her thigh. G….. cried out again as she came in a monolithic coming, her whole body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his peter 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 turn back him from trying to turn around, a movement that may well stimulate caused her some bother.

As she was still strapped to the"Breeding Bench"G….., was ineffectual to strike, she could still not get wind nor see anything either, or she would have seen Dakota lie down and lick his dick clean till it disappeared once again into its case. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her puss and began to lick her clean. He started at her cunt then cleaned her second joint and branch. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his master copy, an approving pat and a few Holy Writ of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to mount G….., and start all over again.

It is difficult to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the pleasure continued for 60 minutes. 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 contend with the pleasures she received at home .