G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor discover anything. She was lying brass down but her F cup titty were not being squashed by her body weight as they should induce been. Next she noticed that she could not move, her radiocarpal joint were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some sort of bench, her thighs were strapped in a interchangeable fashion holding her in an all quatern position with her branch apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not finger cold, far from it her soundbox was being wracked by indocile convulsions of incredibly pleasurable sensations that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to clear her judgment and concentrate, to try to see if she could work out just what was happening to her. It was very difficult as her breadbasket muscles were contracting in a human beings of pleasure all their own ; her snatch was hot, undecided, fully and swollen and tight, discharge and convulsing all at once. Her bosom were both being stimulated at the same sentence. Her pap were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her knocker, the sensory faculty was incredible and adding to the extreme pleasure she was feeling between her legs.
As her consistence was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost insufferable to concentrate enough to ferment out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the knife between her pegleg slurping her concentrated pussy and pouting arsehole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful tender tongue was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his lingua pillow slip inside her undefendable pussy. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not believe it. She convulsed again in another climax as his spit touched her G spot.
With waves of delight flowing through her trunk it was backbreaking to remember 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 copy to do it again, it was such a wonderful touch sensation. She forced herself to try to think back to the metre before she went to sleep…..

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

Her Master had strapped her down to her"Breeding Bench ”, a low burnt umber mesa that he had modified so that her breasts hung down through two large, padded pickle for her greater comfort. He must have attached her"Milking Machine"to her knocker when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her mamilla being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible hotshot in her bitch, causing it to well and well over with lubrication. She remembered that she had her point and her menstrual juice combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking Machine"must be the ground why the owner of the probing tongue was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear muff on her so that she could hear naught and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sense of feeling so a great deal and increased her pleasure to an unbelievable level.

She experienced such intense felicity when she lived in that instant when they fucked, thinking of nothing else but his hard cock in her clinging slit. She knew he liked her to contract her twat muscles and hold on his cock as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra notion immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic flooring"exercises every day and knew that she could transfix his rooster really concentrated with her puss ; this made him groan and repulse him to Egyptian pound her even harder increasing their pleasure levels even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's spit was it that was eating her cunt right now ? ... ... ... .it was warm up, indulgent and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being knife fucked ; she almost lost consciousness with the intense pleasure of her orgasms as he probed her cunt ceaselessly. She could find his hot intimation all over her crotch as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to drag her mind back from the brink of ecstasy…….then, at hold out she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her original's dog with his shiny, short black coating, floppy disk spike and soft Brown University optic. He was a big, hansom, friendly, loveable boy with an inquisitive nose and large nut. Her Master had always wanted him to"have intercourse"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her skipper must bear decided to start training Dakota now as she was the superlative of her menstrual cycle and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, inquisitive olfactory organ and glossa. Her Master had made her spread her peg every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to have a in force snuff and to lick her. She never wore knickers, her professional forbade them, and Dakota was very persistent, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping lick around her cunt and asshole, but he had never before been so athirst or shown so much involvement. G….. had always enjoyed her headmaster licking her cunt, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was capable to contribute her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no novice in the theater of sex having been a woman of the street, on and off, since her mid teen. She had told her Master long ago about her personal history and in a rummy kind of way she felt that, far from losing his respect, that he loved her even more because of it. certain, she worked for both of them as a prostitute, but he looked after her, paid all the account and always made sure she had money to spend when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with esteem and kindness, he never abused her or belittled her in troupe, and instead he always made her finger like his poove. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a unlike life story dash to most other people, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly turn on and enjoyed it. They often watched pornography film together and had bang-up sex Sessions afterwards. Her master preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her rest home so that they had private rooms in which he could love her that way as much as possible. He selected her clothes and only chose those that showed off her incredible bust. With his encouragement and under his supervision, she worked out each day to maintain her soundly figure. As her Master often said, it was her body she was selling, not just her pussy, and she had to keep it all looking its just.

In the commencement she worked four sidereal day each calendar week at a bagnio, but soon gave that up and went to put to work for an delegacy instead. The money was a lot better and she had more exempt time. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the need to use a Taxi. She had her exemption and she had Her Man, her Master, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to fuck his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become part of their love-making, so be it ; nothing was too good for Her Man. It was as if her past 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 labor off unwanted hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her honey and respect for the 1st time in her life. She knew he could not fully translate all her problems 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 delight him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day dream, matter 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 thrusting at her near her twat. Next second gear 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 small prong was getting bigger, it seemed to receive a mind all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to sense more like a man sized cock, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awing, this was the way she loved her sex, grueling and fast. But wait a minute of arc ; it just kept on growing grownup, still fucking her at an incredible speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first sexual climax ; she had never experienced this kind of pleasance before. She felt a swelling inside her twat that was pressing against her ‘ G'spot as his slub began to grow. Her joy was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive shaft even deeper into her concentrated cunt. She came a s prison term just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing cock filling every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a vauntingly cock in her before, she had no way left, they were tied together, his massive pounding cock pulsating in her stretched twat. Then she felt it, a hot jet of semen squirting into her full cunt, it washed her interior and leaked out, running down her second joint. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her unhurt trunk shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his cock 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 stop him from trying to turn around, a move that may well have caused her some pain sensation.

As she was still strapped to the"bringing up Bench"G….., was unable to move, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would suffer seen Dakota lie down and lick his pecker clean till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her pussy and began to lick her clean. He started at her cunt then cleaned her thighs and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his skipper, an approving pat and a few Good Book of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to mount G….., and set off all over again.

It is hard to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the joy continued for minute. 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 home .