Another Day 'S Work
Humiliation, MasturbationDarlene lie back in a overnice warm bathtub, one leg dangling over the side, thinking pleasant thoughts as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a pleasure she'd been enjoying more often lately.
She brought her dangling leg up back into the tub and squeezed her freshly shaved legs together around her active mitt. Taking a deep breather, she lift her butt end and exhaled her hint with a voiced moan as her body released the lustful pleasure it had accumulated during the utmost few bit.
She eventually dropped her ass back to the tub and smiled contently as the apparent movement of the water surrounding her caressed away the tension her soundbox created during orgasm while her hand, still between her legs, massaged away pulsating pounding of post-clitoral satisfaction.
Eventually she rose, taking time to admire the firmness of her tit, the rotundity of her ass, and the digit that still turned question as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the wet on her body and donning her bathrobe.
She glide to a greater extent than walked stark groundwork to the bar and poured herself a glass of chardonnay before relaxing on the settee and checking the time, made sure she still had the time, the prison term she was gladiola she had to herself.
She picked up the remote control and pressed the gaming clitoris flooding the room with the speech sound of Strauss the Elder'Blue Danube River as she drift with the line to the kitchen where she helped herself to a composition of brie before returning to the settee and to sip away at her wine.
By the time her glass of wine was finished, Darlene decided it was time to dress. Walking into her sleeping room, she removed her gown and threw it on the bed leaving her standing completely naked in front of the candid bedroom window not caring who, if anyone saw her.
Standing in social movement of the wardrobe, Darlene browse through her wardrobe intently scanning each and every outfit until she found one that she thought best suited the mood she was in, removed it from its hanger and put it on before accessorizing the kit with duad of four inch stiletto bounder then poured herself another chardonnay grape before returning to the settee and waited for a knocking at the door.
When the knocking finally came, she glanced at the clock on the bulwark then went to open the doorway. Standing in the doorway, her turnout consisting of crotchless leather panties and a cupless leather bra was clearly visible to any who may have passed.
"You're late,"she screamed at the visitor,"ten fucking arcminute late ! Do you cogitate I just sit around all day just ‘ waiting for you to piddle my day'? well I don't."and with that she slammed the threshold in his face and walked back to the settee to continue drinking.
"No,"the man responded entering her flat,"I don't think that, forgive me, please."
"You dare just enter without permission ?"she fumed kicking him in the groin adding,"Just who the nether region do you think you are ?"as he doubled over and fell to the floor clutching his testes.
"I'm no one."He grunted out,"a cipher, I'm nothing."
"You're not even that,"she yelled to walking toward him,"you're even less than sewage."and, straddling his headspring, she let free a watercourse of urine. Walking back to settee she ordered,"Clean it up."and immediately the man used the arm of his $ 600.00 suit of clothes to souse the urine from the floor.
Her metrical unit landed between his legs a second time,"Not that messiness,"she ordered placing one understructure on the settle exposing her private parts,"this one."and as fast as he could go the pained, weewee stinking, crawling man started tongue washing the damp from her crotch.
After letting him lick her for several bit, pleasurable to her but nothing especial, she lift her foot from the settee and kicked him onto his back,"That's the outdo you can do ? cream me dry ? What kind of a man can't turn a woman on with his tongue ? Are you even a man ?"she watched him nod his header before adding,"show me."
Obeying her command the man stripped naked, his erecting bouncing out in front of him until she slapped it. It jumped to his left hand and as it returned she grabbed it and started yanking it down with various forceful jerks causing him to blunder. Seeing this, she let go of the erection and grabbed him by the testes.
"Do you get laid what these are for ?"she asked starting to squeeze them painfully,"I'll tell you what they're for, they are there for you to verify, and if you can't,"she warned tightening her hairgrip and yanking on them,"maybe I should eliminate them altogether and so you won't have to try."
The red confront man gasped and dropped to the flooring as she let go ordering"Clean that white shit from my trading floor !"From his hands and knees, the man lowered his head to lick his own sperm from the base and as he did so, Darlene slid one of her stiletto heels in and out of his asshole until well-nigh of the sperm had been cleaned from the floor.
"enough,"she told him,"I can't stick out your stink anymore. Go learn a shower and clean off."and she sat down again awaiting his return.
Exiting the shower, the man found a maid's outfit hanging on the privy door and, knowing it was for him, put it on before leaving the bathroom.
"So,"Darlene, sitting on the settee with her wine-colored, asked him,"did you spank the scallywag while you were in the shower ?"
"No,"he started before being interrupted.
"Who said you could speak ? Did you hear me say ‘ talk'” the man shook his drumhead ‘ no ’,"No you didn't. Now,"Darlene continued,"did you run with that, that, that tiny piffling thing while you were in the shower ?"again the man shook his head ‘ no ’."No you say, let's just see about that. Stroke one off for me."
Obediently, the man pulled down his panties and began to masturbate while Darlene drank her wine observance him."Faster !"she ordered and he obeyed. Before long, she could see he was near orgasm and she warned,"Remember my monition of you losing control,"she bounced her toes respective fourth dimension against the underside of his scrotum and watched as he nod his top dog,"goodness, then keep stroking until I say to let go."she added before rising from the settee and pouring herself another half looking glass of wine."Faster !"she demanded again walking back to the settee watching the discomfort on his human face.
She sat watching him as she casually took two more well spaced sips. Holding out the drinking glass, she told him,"In here, NOW !'and the man took the glass from her, sunk his member into it and grunted out a very afflictive, much needed release.
Darlene waited for his throbbing to relieve."dependable boy."She said, patting the penis like it was a pet,"And you,"she said to the man scornfully,"for that piteous little show, you deserve a deglutition. Go ahead,"she said with a smiling,"help yourself."and the man drank the contents of the vino crank.
Darlene threw his urine smelling dress at him saying,"Get dressed, get out, go plate to your married woman. She may want you, but I have no need of something like you."And, still sitting on the settee, she watched him switch into his soiled clothes and leave without another word.
After he left, Darlene put the expend wine looking glass in the dish washer, took a snifter from the bar and half filled it with nap brandy. She recline on the settee, sipped the brandy slowly, thinking of it as a well deserved treat after another knockout day's work .