She squeezed his arm tighter. “Put me to the trial”. In his studio, Dmitri turned on the light, shut and bolted the door, and then ripped the little dress from Alexandra’s slim body. She stood trembling under his fierce gaze, parting her lips obediently when he made her suck his fingers. In the centre of the room two steel bracelets hung by chains from the old gaslight fitting in the middle of the ceiling. Dmitri led her to them with a gentle hand on her shoulder; he fastened her proffered wrists into the cuffs and her ankles to a matching pair secured to a low table. Laying his whip down on the table he produced a leather ball-gag from his pocket. "This is your last chance to scream for help" he said, slowly and emphatically, as he held the device to her face. Alexandra opened her mouth wide to accept it. He swept her hair aside to fasten the buckle at the back of her neck then, abruptly, turned away and left the room. After a while, she found the courage to lift her head and look around. The studio was furnished in a spare, masculine style, as she had expected, with bookcases and a worn leather couch dating from the imperial era. Seeing the tiled kitchen area, she shivered; startlingly green bunches of fresh nettles stood in a profusion of vases around the stove and sink. Dmitri returned oriental from his bedroom naked save for leather gauntlets and boots; he was tall, broad-chested and muscular, his torso and limbs covered with coarse, black hairs. Scarcely glancing at Alexandra, he exotic went straight to the galley and took up one of the bundles of nettles. She turned her head to watch, helplessly, as he returned to stand behind her. Smiling, he brushed them gently over the soft, white skin of her arse, first one cheek and then, after a pause, the other. She gasped around the gag and twisted her hips away from him. With exquisite slowness, he traced the nettles up and down her quivering body in ever longer strokes, stinging her thighs and the small of her back. She began to swing japanese from side to side, grasping the chains at her wrists to pull herself up from the floor, and her panting asian became faster. Then he whipped her with the bundle, carefully blistering every inch of skin. Alexandra danced in her chains, throwing her head to and fro. When the stems started to break and leaves scattered with every blow, he pressed them into the skin of her arse with both gloved hands, working the tips well into the crease, around the sensitive puckering of her anus and under the fine, silver chain which held a glass plug inside her. By the time the bunch had disintegrated on her tortured flesh, she was slumped forward and had stopped struggling. Dmitri rubbed her arse with his gauntlets and licked and nibbled at the reddened skin until she lifted her head and sighed. Then he straightened, taking the whip from the table. Pressing his hard body close against her, he whispered in her ear. "You will feel this whipping like no other". Alexandra trembled deliciously. She waited for an eternity while he busied himself with something at japan the other end of the room, then chamber music began playing and he left the stereo to stand behind her again. All the air left her lungs at the first bite of the whip and she struggled to find enough breath even to groan during the next few minutes, with the supple leather slashing into her tender arse and thighs remorselessly. He did not pause until she stopped kicking her legs vainly at her chains, stopped twisting and turning and stopped thrashing her head wildly from side to side. This is why oriental Leesha knows the code to the hatches. She could here the sucking sounds as the black pleasure maker slide in and out of her blazing pussy. After taking the last bite, I reached down with my hand and rubbed up and down over my pussy to clean up the dressing. When she had to go back, she insisted I clone my dick with this kit that made an exact rubber copy of my own penis. I go back down the hallway to get my phone. Nach ein paar Sekunden merkte ich wie sich das Kribbeln bis in die Fingerspitzen und ins Steißbein ausbreitete. Her light blue eyes seemed like crystal glimmering for him. “Let’s go wash.” We shared a lovely shower together, and then, he led me naked into a room asian of God knows how many girls. “Nope! japan She rammed her throat down desperately on her boyfriend's shaft now. exotic Since they had accidently brought a 5 gallon bucket with them, they naturally had to free some japanese of the orphan fish and give them a good home in the pond. “I'll just keep jerking my dick.” ”