His skill was impeccable, the way he massaged her mammary glands, the way he teased her nipples, the way he rubbed deep into the tissue, it was like nothing she had ever felt before, not with her husband, and especially not since being enslaved. From the day Dominion had taken her, the absolute fact of life was that no pleasure came without pain. Every time he made her cum, the bliss would be countered with the bruising and tearing of her flesh, the pulling of her hair, bite marks made in Slave her skin. Her arms hurt from being suspended, and her ankles weren’t very comfortable shackled to the bar, but it was like she was only aware of those issues. The euphoria in her breasts kept her from actually feeling them, leaving nothing but bliss. She came, just as she had time and time again, she came in response to her master’s touch, as if his fingers were the keys to her body. It slipped free without her realizing, a moan, escaping the gag in her mouth and heard by Cho and Hijiri. She was stunned, feeling something completely foreign to her. As her nectar flowed, so too did her asian vitality. In the throes of ecstasy, she felt youth was returning to her, like her body was being rejuvenated. Years of her life were rewound, her skin tightening, her body forgetting the trials and strains of motherhood. For those brief few moments, she felt like she was nineteen again. Then, it faded, the euphoria that had blinded her like a light to her mind’s eye dimming. She returned to her old self, remembering where she was. Then it struck her, the humiliation she felt from being brought to climax by this man, the anger she felt from the memories of what he had done to her, and now, fear. She had feared him from the day she met him, but that was always his bloodlust and powers of destruction. Now it was his ability to invoke pleasure, not pain, that she feared. She had never had an orgasm like that, not by her own or her husband’s hand, and certainly not with just a message of her breasts. For a handful of seconds, she forgot everything, forgot her hatred, her despair, who she even was. No matter how much she despised him, how much her soul ached for the deaths of her children, her body didn’t seem to care, it only wanted him to keep touching her. If this continued, her body might become addicted to this tiny pleasure. No matter how intense her feelings, she’d crave his brutality like a drug. Her desires might wear away her emotions, erase the past, and fully enslave her to him, for her existence to be that of a filthy whore in both body and soul. She feared this possibility, feared it so much that it made her sick, feared the cruelty of fate, that this monster, along with having the power to ruin her life and torture her, could so easily poison her soul with such evil pleasure. Ecstasy and agony, was there even a difference between them anymore? Dominion then reached into the bin from Cho’s room and took out two small peanut vibrators. He taped them to Mary’s nipples and turned them to their highest setting. Her breasts, so sensitive after climax, made her moan in euphoria as they were further stimulated. As the toys drove her wild, he moved his japanese hands south. No! Not there! Time and time again, he had violated her pink lotus, defiling it with his seed and his stench, and made her orgasm, but now, more than anything, she wanted him to stop, to not discover how wet mistress he had made her, how her body awaited her caresses. His fingers found her labia, shaved smooth, and stirred circles in her honey like a brush mixing paint. He was so gentle, it put her on edge. So close -- I noted -- observing that a mere inch of additional penetration would tiny have sheathed the stallion to the hilt. Her breasts drew my eyes like magnets. Why didn’t we use one of them? As all the guys line up in a straight horizontal line in the room, the ladies make their way into the living room via the opposite entry way. As for her makeup, let’s say Sally’s makeup was as glaring, without consideration to her age. Matt's legs get so weak from his orgasm, he ends up mistress sliding to the floor. As it happened, it was raining again now and his teacher, a certain Sister Katherine, was talking about something equally as disinteresting as she had all those weeks ago and he was paying about as much attention now as he had then. I had no time to compose myself before I heard a whoosh that suggests the curtain had gone up! Continue japanese please," Derrick's terse voice stated. Maybe if she just… I felt like I was about to collapse, but I fought all I could to stay up and watch the turn of events. Kay had a tiny pussy, almost like a child’s, all her little petals are asian tucked in deep between her puffy labia. No more came. “That's Slave it,” she moaned. I really wanted to, but then I thought of Sarah and said: I'm sorry but I don't think that is appropriate. It had entered their vessel because it wanted to leave the vast wastes that constituted a lack of a plane, and the only way it could do that was being reborn through a tangible being like themselves. Now it's your turn. Mahesh... Then, leaving his mouth free, she continued to play with his nipple, the nails of her other hand digging into his arm. I couldn’t see anything and now my arms were pinned above my head and my legs pinned together by my pants. He said flatly. Copyright 2019 by Nathan Wolf - All rights reserved. “Fuck, that’s amazing... you’re literally a dickhead at this point” she moaned. Slowly June works her way down his shaft circling her tongue as she does, pulling almost all the way off his cock she looks up at him as she slips her tongue under the foreskin running it round and round the head tasting his pre cum. "I want more of that strawberry juice, right now." I only had a few days holiday left, but we shagged five or six times every day, while uncle Vince was at work.