Another Day 'S Body Of Work


Humiliation, Masturbation
Darlene lie back in a dainty quick bath, one leg hanging over the position, thinking pleasant opinion as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a delight she'd been enjoying more often lately.

She brought her dangling leg up back into the tub and squeezed her fresh shaved legs together around her active hand. Taking a deep breathing space, she lift her butt and exhaled her breath with a lenient moan as her body released the lascivious pleasure it had accumulated during the last few mo.

She eventually dropped her ass back to the tub and smiled contently as the movement of the water surrounding her caressed away the tenseness her body created during orgasm while her hand, still between her legs, massaged away pulsating throbs of post-clitoral satisfaction.

Eventually she rose, taking time to admire the resolve of her breast, the rotundity of her ass, and the image that still turned heads as she walked down the street, in the mirror before toweling away the moisture on her body and donning her bathrobe.

She glide more than walked publicise pes to the bar and poured herself a glass of chardonnay before relaxing on the settle and checking the meter, made sure she still had the clip, the time she was glad she had to herself.

She picked up the remote and pressed the dramatic play button flooding the elbow room with the sounds of Strauss'Blue Danau as she drift with the tunes to the kitchen where she helped herself to a spell of brie before returning to the settee and to sip away at her wine.

By the time her glass of vino was finished, Darlene decided it was time to dress. Walking into her bedroom, she removed her gown and threw it on the bed leaving her standing completely naked in straw man of the open sleeping accommodation window not caring who, if anyone saw her.

Standing in social movement of the loo, Darlene browse through her press intently scanning each and every kit until she found one that she thought best suited the humor she was in, removed it from its hanger and put it on before accessorizing the turnout with couplet of four inch stiletto heel then poured herself another chardonnay before returning to the settee and waited for a knock at the door.

When the knock finally came, she glanced at the clock on the wall then went to unfold the room access. Standing in the doorway, her fit out consisting of crotchless leather panties and a cupless leather bra was clearly visible to any who may make passed.

"You're late,"she screamed at the visitant,"ten fucking moment late ! Do you think I just sit around all day just ‘ waiting for you to pee-pee my day'? well I don't."and with that she slammed the door in his face and walked back to the settle to continue drinking.

"No,"the man responded entering her matted,"I don't think that, forgive me, please."

"You dare just enter without permit ?"she fumed kicking him in the groin adding,"Just who the hell 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 nobody, I'm nothing."

"You're not even that,"she yelled to walking toward him,"you're even LE than sewage."and, straddling his pass, she let loose a stream of urine. Walking back to settee she ordered,"Clean it up."and immediately the man used the sleeve of his $ 600.00 suit to douse the water from the floor.

Her foot landed between his legs a second metre,"Not that peck,"she ordered placing one foot on the settee exposing her genitalia,"this one."and as fast as he could strike the hurt, weewee stinking, crawling man started tongue washing the dampness from her crotch.

After letting him work out her for several bit, pleasurable to her but aught special, she lift her substructure from the settee and kicked him onto his back,"That's the best you can do ? Lick me dry ? What variety of a man can't turn a charwoman on with his spit ? Are you even a man ?"she watched him nod his head before adding,"show me."

Obeying her command the man stripped naked, his erection bouncing out in front of him until she slapped it. It jumped to his left field and as it returned she grabbed it and started yanking it down with various forceful jerk causing him to ejaculate. Seeing this, she let go of the hard-on and grabbed him by the testes.

"Do you know 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 keep in line, and if you can't,"she warned tightening her traction and yanking on them,"maybe I should eliminate them altogether and so you won't have to try."

The red face up man gasped and dropped to the floor as she let go ordering"Clean that Andrew Dickson White shit from my floor !"From his hired hand and knee joint, the man lowered his nous to lick his own spermatozoan from the level and as he did so, Darlene slid one of her stiletto heels in and out of his arsehole until most of the spermatozoan had been cleaned from the floor.

"sufficiency,"she told him,"I can't stand your malodor anymore. Go subscribe a shower and clean off."and she sat down again awaiting his return.

Exiting the shower, the man found a maid's turnout hanging on the bathroom door and, knowing it was for him, put it on before leaving the bathroom.

"So,"Darlene, sitting on the settle with her wine, asked him,"did you spank the scalawag while you were in the shower ?"

"No,"he started before being interrupted.

"Who said you could mouth ? Did you hear me say ‘ speak'” the man shook his head ‘ no ’,"No you didn't. Now,"Darlene continued,"did you fiddle with that, that, that tiny little thing while you were in the shower bath ?"again the man shook his head ‘ no ’."No you say, let's just see about that. apoplexy one off for me."

Obediently, the man pulled down his panties and began to masturbate while Darlene drank her wine watching him."Faster !"she ordered and he obeyed. Before long, she could see he was near orgasm and she warned,"Remember my warning of you losing ascendance,"she bounced her toes several metre against the bottom of his scrotum and watched as he nod his head,"good, 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 fount.

She sat watching him as she casually took two more well spaced sips. Holding out the chalk, she told him,"In here, NOW !'and the man took the glass from her, sunk his penis into it and grunted out a very painful, much needed release.

Darlene waited for his throbbing to ease."Good boy."She said, patting the phallus like it was a pet,"And you,"she said to the man scornfully,"for that wretched picayune appearance, you deserve a drinkable. Go ahead,"she said with a smile,"help yourself."and the man drank the message of the wine glassful.

Darlene threw his weewee smelling apparel at him saying,"Get dressed, get out, go rest home to your wife. She may want you, but I have no need of something like you."And, still sitting on the settee, she watched him change into his soil clothes and forget without another word.

After he left, Darlene put the utilize wine-colored shabu in the dishwasher, took a brandy glass from the bar and one-half filled it with Napoleon brandy. She recline on the settee, sipped the brandy slowly, thinking of it as a well deserved kickshaw after another hard day's piece of work .
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