`` G ... .. 'S Wakening ''


G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor get word anything. She was lying fount down but her F cup chest were not being squashed by her torso weightiness as they should have been. next she noticed that she could not motivate, her carpus were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some sort of bench, her thigh were strapped in a similar way holding her in an all fours position with her legs apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not find cold, far from it her body was being wracked by ungovernable convulsions of incredibly gratifying 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 mould out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her tummy muscles were contracting in a mankind of pleasance all their own ; her cunt was hot, afford, full and well and tight, empty and convulsing all at once. Her breasts were both being stimulated at the same metre. Her mamilla were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her boob, the adept was incredible and adding to the extreme pleasance she was feeling between her legs.
As her body was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost unacceptable to focus decent to work out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the lingua between her legs slurping her pure pussy and pouting arsehole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful warm spit was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his tongue sideslip inside her open pussy. He was fucking her with his clapper, she could not consider it. She convulsed again in another coming as his glossa touched her G spot.
With waves of pleasance flowing through her organic structure it was gruelling to recollect 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 mean back to the clock time before she went to sleep…..

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

Her original had strapped her down to her"Breeding Bench ”, a low coffee table that he had modified so that her breast hung down through two vauntingly, padded holes for her neat comfort. He must cause attached her"Milking auto"to her titty when she was asleep and turned it on because the belief of her tit being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible sensations in her snatch, causing it to swell and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her menses and her catamenial succus combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking auto"must be the reason why the owner of the probing tongue was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear muffs on her so that she could hear cipher and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her good sense of feeling so much and increased her pleasure to an incredible level.

She experienced such vivid felicity when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of nil else but his severely rooster in her clinging pussy. She knew he liked her to contract her cunt muscles and grasp his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the superfluous spirit immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic trading floor"exercises every day and knew that she could grip his cock really backbreaking with her slit ; this made him moan and ride him to British pound her evening harder increasing their joy levels even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's tongue was it that was eating her cunt right now ? ... ... ... .it was fond, soft and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being tongue fucked ; she almost lost consciousness with the acute joy of her sexual climax as he probed her cunt ceaselessly. She could feel his hot breathing place all over her genital organ as he slurped her flowing juice down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drop behind her psyche back from the verge of ecstasy…….then, at endure she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, short inglorious pelage, floppy ears and soft Brown eyes. He was a big, hansom cab, friendly, loveable boy with an wondering nose and turgid balls. Her Master had always wanted him to"love"her and he was certainly going about it the in good order way.

G….. realised that her Master must have decided to start training Dakota now as she was the peak of her catamenial cycle and so at her most sensory and exciting for his probing, wondering nozzle and glossa. Her master key had made her spread her leg every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to own a good sniff and to lick her. She never wore knee breeches, her skipper forbade them, and Dakota was very relentless, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping lick around her cunt and bunghole, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so lots interest. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her cunt, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was able to give her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no tiro 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 account and in a comical kind of way she felt that, far from losing his respect, that he loved her even more because of it. Sure, she worked for both of them as a cyprian, but he looked after her, paid all the beak and always made sure enough she had money to spend when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with esteem and forgivingness, he never abused her or belittled her in fellowship, and instead he always made her feel like his queen. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a different life flair to most other people, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly sexed and enjoyed it. They often watched porno movies together and had majuscule sex school term afterwards. Her maestro preferred her to be naked whenever potential and had redesigned her home so that they had private rooms in which he could enjoy her that way as much as potential. He selected her clothes and only chose those that showed off her unbelievable bout. With his encouragement and under his supervision, she worked out each day to asseverate her good figure. As her Master often said, it was her physical structure she was selling, not just her cunt, and she had to keep it all looking its topper.

In the root she worked four 24-hour interval each week at a brothel, but soon gave that up and went to cultivate for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more free fourth dimension. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the need to use a cab. She had her freedom and she had Her Man, her master, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to lie with 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 just for Her Man. It was as if her retiring 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 repulse 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 deference for the first base prison term in her life sentence. She knew he could not fully sympathize all her problem but she loved and respected him for trying and for showing that he cared. It was for these reasonableness that she would do absolutely anything to please him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day pipe dream, things 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 slit. 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 self-aggrandizing, it seemed to have a creative thinker all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to feel more like a man sized rooster, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, hard and fast. But wait a min ; it just kept on growing bigger, still fucking her at an incredible upper. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first orgasm ; she had never experienced this form of delight before. She felt a swelling inside her cunt that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his gnarl began to rise. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, monumental dick even deeper into her saturated slit. She came a 2d time just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing shaft fill every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a large dick in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his monolithic throbbing pecker pulsating in her stretched twat. Then she felt it, a hot jet of seed squirting into her full moon cunt, it washed her insides and leaked out, running down her second joint. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive climax, her whole body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his tool shrank in size to a stage where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her Master had been holding Dakota in billet on her back to stop him from trying to turn around, a relocation that may well bear caused her some pain.

As she was still strapped to the"education Bench"G….., was unable to make a motion, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would hold seen Dakota lie down and lick his cock 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 pegleg. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his Master, an approving pat and a few word of boost was all it took for Dakota to once again to bestride G….., and start out all over again.

It is difficult to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the pleasure continued for hr. 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 compete with the pleasure she received at dwelling house .
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