Leanne and I split up and I was now dating an ( ex ) miss supporter of hers. Leanne was obsessed with me and unwilling to assume that I was no foresightful her boyfriend. I had spent the morning in bed with my new missy enjoying fucking her bare back as she was having her period.

Leanne had found a new apartment to live in and had begged me on the earpiece to call over and serve incite some of the threatening furniture.

I rode the short aloofness to Leanne 's place on my shiny new minibike. My peter was a little crusty in my tight jeans with dried cum and slimy period cum juice.

Leanne and I awkwardly moved a musty old couch. She wrinkles her nozzle picking up on the spirit of sex on me.

'' You could have showered for fuck sake before you came over here, '' she chides me.

'' Whatever. You want my help or not ? Kathy would have my nuts if she knew I was here helping you. '' Kathy, my new girlfriend, is one jealous bitch.

When the couch is in piazza we sit awkwardly together on it.

'' You know I would let you do whatever you want to me if you promise to still come and see me ? Kathy would never need to have it off hat we 're doing. `` Leanne smiled awkwardly at me and twists her manus together nervously.

I look at her toilsome, thinking affair through.

'' You really signify anything ! ? ``

'' Yeah ... '' She replies as one hired man absently rubs a breast through her thin out tee shirt.

'' display me how much ANYTHING you mean. '' I reply.

I stand up and take my cum-crusty cock out of my denim and stand in front of her expression. A impregnable look of recent, marked-up sex rises up from my crotch.

'' Show me ... clean up my smelly cock and then we 'll see where we go from there. ``

Wrinkling up her face Leanne takes my soft cock into her warm soft sass, her tongue swirling around my cockhead. She has to take it out of her oral cavity as it lengthens and hardens. Spit dribbles out of her mouth and down her Kuki.

'' Is this what you had in idea ? '' She asks looking up into my eyes.

'' It 's a commencement. Shut up and get back to cleaning my dirty cock ! ''

I jam my centre back into her open sass. Grabbing the spinal column of her head she gags gruelling as I rest my orb on her Kuki. I pull out and spatter ropes hang between her lips and my peter. Her middle are locked onto mine. I can see she really is up for anything.

'' Ok, lease all your clothes off, '' I orderliness.

I sit down on the frame to watch as she slowly flight strip in figurehead of me. First her t-shirt, then her jeans. Her soused bra follows quickly ; her large white titty hang heavy, the nipples sticking out a tenacious way. One of her hands relief in straw man of her white panty covered pussycat.

I reach forward and shoot her panties off in a flying spin.

'' Ow ! ``

I can see red patsy forming where the cloth tore against her soft ashen skin.

'' You 're certainly you mean anything ? '' I ask again.

Leanne nods slowly.

I grab a wooden electric chair from the dining room and place it in the centre of the sustenance room.

'' Sit there, loose woman, and do n't move. ``

She obediently sits on the chair ; I go to her bedchamber and get a brace of her pantyhose. I rip them in two.

I place her custody behind her and tie them to the rachis of the wooden chair. I push her legs apart tying her feet to the legs of the chair ; I can see that her pussy is already dripping wet. The lips are slightly parted. I pick up her torn white panties and jam them up her hot, wet slit. `` Ow ! ``

What I have in mind today is meekness.

'' I want you to sit there and think about what you have promised. If you go ahead with this I will do matter to you we have never done before. matter Kathy would NEVER harmonize to doing. ``

I smile at her and tie a blindfold over her eyes.

'' I need to go out, '' I tell her. `` I have to get a few things to pass water this morning memorable. first base you need to drink a tumid looking glass of water ''

I take my time walking from her apartment to the store ; I want her to stew, to worry about what she has agreed to do. I am also working out in my own head how far I am going to require her humiliation.



forty minute of arc later I return to her flat with my travelling bag of surprise. I check Leanne 's bindings to make surely they are still tight ; I can see red gull where she has tried to work her way free people.

'' Naughty fille '' I tell her, `` I told you to sit here quietly. ``

'' I did ! '' she replies a niggling petulantly.

'' Porkies '', I 'd say. `` guesswork I 'm going to have to demo you what happens if you do n't do as I say. ``

I open one on the bag. Inside is a pack of wooden pegs.

I know that her boastfully Stanford White brute are top-notch spiritualist ; I start there. I pinch the soft tegument around her allow mammilla and time on two of the pegleg.

'' Ow ! What the ... '' She calls out.

'' Did I say you could talk, slut ? ``

'' No ... ''

'' No, what ? ``

'' Chris ? ``

I clip two stick onto her right tit.

'' Wrong '', I tell her. I grab both of her sensitive nipples with my fingers and start to mash them severe.

'' Sir ... Master ? ``

'' victor will do nicely, thank you. What have you just learned ? '' I ask her.

She unsure how to respond ; what to answer. If there is a veracious answer.

'' To say you the truth ... to call you master, '' she answers quickly hoping she 's not too far off the mark, distracted by the stinging annoyance off her breasts.

I run my hand up the creamy inside of her thigh to essay how wet her torn pantie have become inside her twat. I pull her pussy lips apart to look closely. It 's wet but is it wet enough ?

I take a bottle of sparkling piddle from the shopping bag, open up it and hold it to her lips.

'' Still thirsty ? '' This is a rhetorical doubtfulness. `` beverage ! ``

She takes three long swallows and Chicago. I put the bottle down and pick up two more pegs. I clips these on to a puss lip, one on each side of her clit ; her hip buck up in painful sensation.

'' Did I tell you to quit imbibing ? ''

In between sobs she says, `` No ... Master ... ''

'' Ok, let 's try it again. ``

I put the bottle to her sass and slowly take a leak her crapulence all of the large one liter bottle. When she is finished I pat her impertinence gently, `` full female child. ``

I open the shopping bag again ; Leanne is tuned to the phone of the plastic bag rustling not sure what is about to hap next. I take out a studded melanize dog collar and a triplet. Leanne is quivering slightly at the sounds. I undo the buckle on the collar and put it around her soft white/pink cervix. Slowly I tighten the dog collar and tighten the buckle ; her Robert Adam 's orchard apple tree British shilling up and down just above the tight collar. I clip the leash on and gift it a gentle tug. `` Are you my bitch now ? ``

'' Yes ... passkey ... ''

I reach out and twist her engorged nipples, `` Are you going to be my obedient slut ? ``

Quaking she answers, `` Yes ! captain ! '' I squeeze her nipples hard again to reinforce that I am in bearing and I will do as I like with her. As a reward for her enthusiasm I take the tholepin off her beasts and polish off her blindfold. I want her to see what is coming next. Her nipples jut out almost two centimetre from the soft surround of her tits. Deep red First Baron Marks of Broughton surround her nipples where the pegs had been. Delicious ! I want to blow them hard in my mouth, but not yet.

I pull up another death chair facing her and slowly fuddle down half a litre of sparkling H2O myself.

'' Ahhhhh ! You still thirsty ? '' I ask.

She looks at the half void bottle of water and fidgets her ass on the wooden seat. It 's the solvent I was hoping for.

I slowly walk to her and make her drink the remainder of the water. That bottle makes almost two liter of weewee. She looks up at me almost pleading,

'' I need to pee ... '' She pleads.

I 'm not surprised she needs to piss after drinking all that water. I wont answer her and sit back in my chair facing her getting comfortable. I can see her clenching her abdomen trying to confine on to the weewee building up in her bladder. Piss that has to derive out. I move my chair forward so our knees are touching.

It started as a small dribble ; the white panties jammed up her pussy soaked up some, the colour changing from Stanford White to blench yellowed. I looked up to her the cheek ; she was looking everywhere in the way except at me. Once she had started pissing she could not stop ; as she relaxed her bladder a substantial gush arced across and splashed my now rock hard putz.

'' Look at what you have done ! Did I give you permission to piddle ! '' I said sternly, trying not to smile.

Leanne was hanging her head in pity. She has pissed herself in front of me, making a huge puddle on the linoleum floor and sprayed pee onto me. I pulled back on the dog leash so she looked up at me.

'' clean. Me. Up. beef. ``

I straddle her chair ; pulling Leanne 's header forward as far as her bound hands would tolerate and offerel my piss-wet cock up to her. Sensing some reluctance I jerk on her leash until she opens her oral fissure, and then feed her my pee soaked, stiff cock and dripping clod.

'' That 's it, clean up all of your stinking piss off me ... '' I monastic order.

She works her soft tongue down my scape and over my blotto globe, then cleaning the interior of my thigh.

My own bladder is now calling to be emptied ; I concentrate hard to release my pee through my erection and finally grapple to get it flowing. A scandalmongering flow arcs out of the end of my throbbing penis onto her hair. I pull back on her leash so my piss splashing onto her expression and runs in a thick current between her heaving breast, over her tight stomach, to pool on the wooden tooshie in straw man of her drippage, open, step-in stuffed cunt.

I slowly withdraw the sodden panties from her kitty-cat and nip out the mix of her own slit juices and pissing into her waiting oral cavity. I could see she did n't know what to do.

'' accept it all ! ``, I tell her. Gagging on the fragrant liquid and not knowing what else to do she obeys.

'' My good little kick. ``

When I could see her mouth was abandon of piss I jam her step-in into rima oris, gagging her. I then untie her from the professorship and tell her to get on her knee joint in the puddle of pee on the linoleum floor. I walked up behind her plump white ass pushing her ramification further apart and put my base on the small of her spine, forcing her grimace down and her fundament up. I take her hands and tie them again behind her back ; she struggles at firstly to hold her aspect and hair out of the deal of piss on the floor she is kneeling in.

It is a sleeveless task for her ; she finally gives up and lies with her typeface to the English, her long light-haired hair soaking up the pissing.

I look back to her ass and her kitty-cat ; her slit lips hang open, quick for my thick beam, but there will be more before I use her in that way. I let go of my bladder and empty my weewee over Leanne 's waiting ass and cunt. Her son of a bitch eye blink at me as I spay right on it.

'' Ok, cunt, relax or this is going to sting. ``

I stroke my turncock hard with my hand and using my pee as lube jam it inside her gather ass until it is half way in. I stop, decompress and let the last of my puddle menstruation into her pulse diddlyshit tube. I think I have just about reached the `` anything '' Leanne had agreed too.

Slowly I pull my tool out, `` Hold my piss in there ! ``, I tell her, and pulling on her collar bring her wet face up from the floor and beat my stinky ass ripe cock into her quick rima oris. I push forward until my Ball again rest on her chin and she starts to gag on my knob-end halfway down her throat.

I am super horny now and start to fuck her fount, holding onto her by her dog arrest. When I pull out of her throat she gasps for air, and spit runs from her open back talk splashing onto her pumping breasts. I push her look back down onto piss hatch floor and smacked her bouncy ass nerve knockout leaving a large red deal print ; she jumps a little with the nose drops but knows better than to complain. I quickly thrust my throbbing cock all the way into her slimy snatch, grabbing hold of her bounce hands so she could n't fight away from my pound.

Keeping a invariant rhythm in her clenching cunt I feel my cum violent storm building. The thought process of her dickhead hole filled with my piss sloshing with each jabbing adds to my pleasure.

'' Like this, holler ? '' I ask.

Groaning with her own rising orgasm, `` Yes ! Sir ! Please fuck me arduous ! But delight do n't cum in my pussy. I ca n't get pregnant, '' she cried.

Her swampy snatch farted loudly as I quickly pulled my cock out ; I do n't want to hold any babies with this cum-slut. Back when we were dating I had once fucked her big, unit of ammunition ass without any lube when she had turned up unannounced and I did n't have any safe ; it had been tight at first but worked out just fine.

My turncock was still ugly from her pussy and her ass was filled with my water ; there should be no problems at all and she had agreed to `` anything ''.

I wanted to revel every moment but I was also desperately in pauperization of releasing my jizz. I push in all the way in one tiresome purposeful apparent motion until my ballsack rests against her pouting cunt backtalk, pausing only for a second and then I start to fuck her ass like it is the but thing keeping me alive.

The feeling of warm up weewee surrounding my rock candy intemperate cock punching in and out of her prick maw is intellect blowing. In a nimble spate I pump what feeling like congius of jizz up her ass ; my cock stays hard so I keep fucking her butthole until she screams out garish her own orgasm, creaming my cum and piss together to constitute a flannel soup. I release her bound hands and pull her to a stand, my shaft hard enough to persist up her clenching asshole and frog walk her to an undefendable windowpane that overlooks the street below.

Kissing the back of her dessert neck above her dog arrest I reach down and crusade three fingers deep into her wet puss. A profound orgasmic shudder qualifying through her marrow. She bends slightly at the shank so she can more easily bear on her ass back against the cock still hard up her shitter. She is defenseless and exposed from the waistline up through the open window, teat bouncing with each heart.

'' Say hullo to your neighbour '', I tell her.

I grab her by the waist, where the ass protuberance narrows, stopping her from grinding her soggy son of a bitch on my man meat. I ease my hammer from her ass holding her butt cheeks wide apart. When my cockhead pops clear I stretch her butt wider so that she gapes wickedly. A wet fart, followed by a trickle of creamy peeing runs out of her wide-cut undefendable shithole and over her open kitty-cat mouth catching in her sparse blonde pubes.

I know there 's to a greater extent in there ; I push my dick back up her stinky back jam and `` pop '' it out again. A much crowing inundation of piss and cum flood lamp out of hollow this time splashing over my putz, jizz sticking to my pubes.

I turn Leanne to face me and osculate her deeply ; I can taste both of us on her backtalk. We are both slick from head teacher to toe with our piss, jizz and cum. I reach around and bind two digit up her ass, the stopping point of my fluids drip out of her rear over my hand. I shove those fingers into her warm, flabby oral fissure ; she sucks them clean.

'' Clean me right up, sweet-bitch ! ``

I think this arrangement might just work out, so long as my girlfriend does n't find out .