It's been a while since my wife sent me my first text message with a picture of me saying she was putting me in a chastity belt and going elsewhere to get what I couldn't give her. It is the cornerstone of my obedience to Him and one of the signs that I belong to Him. In the first few weeks of my virginity, he started experimenting. At home, she would dress in skimpy clothes and whisper dirty things in my ear, then watch my reaction to her words with interest. I knew very well that my active imagination would immediately react to this impulse and provide me with a flood of strange images that would create many fears in my little plastic cage.
He takes his chastity so seriously that as soon as he puts a gag or dildo strap on me, ties my hands behind my back and sends me into ecstasy, his moans just drive me crazy. My girl was more dominant
His domineering personality grew and soon he became stronger and more controlling, subjugating me further. One of the things he introduced me to shortly after seclusion was my feminization. At first, it was subconsciously limited to underwear only, but soon expanded to include underwear, heels and hair, but only at home. Because SM is personal to us. So in the evening she wore the maid's clothes she had once bought for him. Due to my role, I was responsible for housework and other household chores.
For a while he was content with the relationship, taking more and more pleasure in humiliating me and showing me what I couldn't achieve over and over again. He ended it all with the aforementioned text message.
temporary. The familiar sound of high heels hitting the hard ground interrupted my thoughts. I am once again fascinated by the truth. I lay on the bed with my arms outstretched and my legs tied with a rope. There is a small pillow under your head to raise your head slightly. I'm gagged and at my feet is her favorite toy, a vibrator.
The subtle pain from the two nipple clamps he had placed on me returned as well, and my heart rate picked up when I heard the door knock. He felt sick and covered my eyes. I wasn't even allowed to look at her while she was masturbating. My heels hit the floor briefly, the mattress sank next to my head, and I felt a brief vibration in the head harness.
But something else happened
Soon, her wonderful scent entered my nose and I began to cry quietly. I could feel her moving faster which was evident by her breathing and her moans getting louder. But she stopped before she could orgasm. I was a bit confused as this was something I had never done before. After a while she took off her vibrator gag but put her finger in her mouth and told me to shut up. Then he removed my blindfold. The first thing I saw was her beautiful face with a crooked smile. He nodded slightly to the right and I bent down to see what was there. Then I saw someone else. He whispered softly in my ear. “Remember texting with your middle finger? That night was my favorite night. And it will happen again tonight. And when you're under me I know how much you want to lick me, so now I'm going to shut up so you can see me.
I looked into his deep eyes and nodded slightly. He gave her a small smile and a wink, then stood up and picked up the ball he would later curse. It froze me again and then disappeared again for a moment. But this time he left the room and returned a few minutes later. I heard them kissing. I turned my head and saw that they were both wearing nice underwear under their arms (they had been given to me on Valentine's Day). my new life as a slave
I felt a mixture of jealousy, envy, frustration and lust. Some thoughts lingered in my head like thorns, but I couldn't take my eyes off them. He pulled her onto the bed so that my eyes were looking straight between her legs.
The kiss between them became more passionate and she slowly leaned down and started rubbing her cute ass on my face. After making noises, she pulled down her pants and began to pleasure his cock with her mouth and tongue. Whenever I was choking and fussing, she would pull the chain that held the two nipple clips together and calm me down for a while. Then he lifted one side of my face for a moment until my breathing calmed down again.
After a blow big enough to wet her, she leans back against me, nudges my nose, and lifts her legs. After a while, I saw a strange cock inside my master's body. The picture made my eyes burn. My unloaded cock screamed with lust and jealousy and began a futile struggle inside the cage.
He fucked my girl - Face Emergency Story
After getting three orgasms from his Master in 30 minutes, he turned around. Her hair fell between my legs and I could see right into her dripping hole. He started moaning repeatedly in his cage. He continued to stroke and squeeze his swollen balls until he was close to orgasm, his grip tightening as another wave of ecstasy washed over him.
I don't know how many orgasms she had. But I remember the last time he was with her. A climax that makes you lose your balance. When he calmed down a bit, she motioned for him to wash up and leave. He opened his mouth and looked into my eyes. - Did you like it, my child? he asked, stroking my hair. “Yes, ma'am, it really is. "Nice to see him relaxed," he said with a smile. “Welcome to your new sex life, colt. From now on you will only be allowed to lick me after sex. Of course, you can always lick my ass and legs. "If it's good for you..."
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