After a short rest, I heard CC get some items before and after walking. Soon I knew that there was a leather slap among the items I took, because CC continued to drip wax, and used the leather slap to beat the wax jelly attached to my body and patted it down layer by layer.The feeling of burning, pain and itchyness took turns to intersect all over my body, constantly stimulating my desire to rise.This lasted for a few minutes and the CC blew out the candle.After a while, Pipai suddenly hit my naked vagina with a slight sound of wind. Before I could come back to my senses, Pipai slap, pat, pat... and pat... in a row and in a row.I was struggling with my legs and my head and feet, and I was hanging upside down. While I was struggling, CC leaned over and took my vagina, sucking and sucking with my warm and soft lips and tongue, which made my tense body softer.
After soothing for a while, CC's lips and tongue left my shame. Then, a thick, hard, smooth, round strip pushed open my two petals and rushed into the stamens. It turned out to be a massage stick.CC pinched the m stick with one hand and thrust up and down. He held the leather in the other hand and patted all over my body, slapped the soles of my feet, thighs, buttocks, breasts, etc. from top to bottom. Sometimes he even pulled out the massage stick and patted my shame again with the leather pat.After thrusting and slapping like this, my orgasm came one after another. It came several times in half an hour. Honey juice poured out from the stamens and flowed along the hanging limbs, all over my body, my belly, breasts, neck, cheeks, and even the sideburns were covered with honey. The lewdness was indescribable.The whole process was almost in silence. In addition to the continuous sound of slapping and slapping, although CC did not say a word, my mouth was also tightly plugged into a ball of mouth, and my moans and cry turned into a low murmur. Occasionally, a silent twitch passed by my body, which was a sign of the arrival of orgasm.
I like this feeling of selflessness, my soul is released, and only my body becomes the living toy for my master.All my insincere words and pretentiousness are far away from me. I am so truly needed, possessed, dominated by my master, naked and straightforward, primitive and wild.I think I am an SMist, and even more an aestheticist.
This training consumed a lot of energy for me and CC. When she hugged me to the ground and helped me remove the blindfold, I found that there were also fine beads of sweat on her forehead.I was so numb that my hands and feet were tied up, snuggling in her arms, enjoying her kiss and caressing, and my heart was filled with joy and gratitude.It is not easy to be a competent master. You must have wild imagination and give slaves a novel and strong training experience, and have a high sense of responsibility and fully consider the safety and feelings of slaves. You must have both the creativity of an artist and the rigor of an engineer, and complete each training step meticulously.
We were all a little hungry, but fortunately, CC had prepared a lot of wine and food, just put it in the microwave and heat it up.The lights were on in the restaurant, and the wine and food on the dining table were fragrant, which made people feel very appetizing.CC asked me to climb at the foot of the dining table and wait for her, and I didn't know what to take up.Humph, I'm so serious. I'm just waiting for her for a while. My hands and feet are sore and weak. I'm not that stupid. I took this gap and stood up and moved, and sat on the chair in a big way.
After a few minutes, the crisp footsteps of CC came from the stairs. I quickly returned to the ground from the chair. I was found that I violated the slave code and would be punished.I saw CC wearing a black SM queen leather outfit walking into the restaurant in a dressing style. Her skin is as snowy as she looks beautiful, her slim and toned figure, and her simple and sexy black leather outfit, the feeling of that moment can only be described as stunning.I think I must have looked straight at the face, and I didn't wake up until CC popped a chestnut on my forehead.Little bitch, why are you stunned?CC asked.Master, you are so beautiful!I said in a daze.You are also a beautiful little bitch!CC touched my head and said.
After soothing for a while, CC's lips and tongue left my shame. Then, a thick, hard, smooth, round strip pushed open my two petals and rushed into the stamens. It turned out to be a massage stick.CC pinched the m stick with one hand and thrust up and down. He held the leather in the other hand and patted all over my body, slapped the soles of my feet, thighs, buttocks, breasts, etc. from top to bottom. Sometimes he even pulled out the massage stick and patted my shame again with the leather pat.After thrusting and slapping like this, my orgasm came one after another. It came several times in half an hour. Honey juice poured out from the stamens and flowed along the hanging limbs, all over my body, my belly, breasts, neck, cheeks, and even the sideburns were covered with honey. The lewdness was indescribable.The whole process was almost in silence. In addition to the continuous sound of slapping and slapping, although CC did not say a word, my mouth was also tightly plugged into a ball of mouth, and my moans and cry turned into a low murmur. Occasionally, a silent twitch passed by my body, which was a sign of the arrival of orgasm.
I like this feeling of selflessness, my soul is released, and only my body becomes the living toy for my master.All my insincere words and pretentiousness are far away from me. I am so truly needed, possessed, dominated by my master, naked and straightforward, primitive and wild.I think I am an SMist, and even more an aestheticist.
This training consumed a lot of energy for me and CC. When she hugged me to the ground and helped me remove the blindfold, I found that there were also fine beads of sweat on her forehead.I was so numb that my hands and feet were tied up, snuggling in her arms, enjoying her kiss and caressing, and my heart was filled with joy and gratitude.It is not easy to be a competent master. You must have wild imagination and give slaves a novel and strong training experience, and have a high sense of responsibility and fully consider the safety and feelings of slaves. You must have both the creativity of an artist and the rigor of an engineer, and complete each training step meticulously.
We were all a little hungry, but fortunately, CC had prepared a lot of wine and food, just put it in the microwave and heat it up.The lights were on in the restaurant, and the wine and food on the dining table were fragrant, which made people feel very appetizing.CC asked me to climb at the foot of the dining table and wait for her, and I didn't know what to take up.Humph, I'm so serious. I'm just waiting for her for a while. My hands and feet are sore and weak. I'm not that stupid. I took this gap and stood up and moved, and sat on the chair in a big way.
After a few minutes, the crisp footsteps of CC came from the stairs. I quickly returned to the ground from the chair. I was found that I violated the slave code and would be punished.I saw CC wearing a black SM queen leather outfit walking into the restaurant in a dressing style. Her skin is as snowy as she looks beautiful, her slim and toned figure, and her simple and sexy black leather outfit, the feeling of that moment can only be described as stunning.I think I must have looked straight at the face, and I didn't wake up until CC popped a chestnut on my forehead.Little bitch, why are you stunned?CC asked.Master, you are so beautiful!I said in a daze.You are also a beautiful little bitch!CC touched my head and said.
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