Kik Real Girls - Oh and she also gave head!

She was always talking about how she was a submissive and how she couldn't wait to be fucked like a slut. Remember, her Master had always been from Virginia and she always thought he was submissive also! She was not about to let her feelings of being used by another woman be His or her responsibility, even with her mind reeling from the loss. Karen watched as his friend moved closer to her and her skirt crept up her legs. She knew she was wet and felt the slick warmth of her own wetness. But her desire had always been to please her Master, and she could not wait to please this man! She stared at the bulge in the jeans that her Master had noticed when she had first seen him. It was almost painful to watch! Both men had moved closer, their hard cocks already standing against her. She heard the sound of the chains moving and looked to her Master for direction. "Relax, my pet," her Master's voice said soothingly. "You are going to be my student tonight, so take your time and enjoy, your girth will not be large but it will suit you." Kik Real Girls sat her cheek against the leather seat and leaned forward to lean against the glass. She soon could feel the stretching leather as her cheeks pressed hard against the curve of the front of the seat. She quickly took four slow steps back to the seat and slowly walked forward. She was almost embarrassed to be in such a position. She loved to be on display for men and being used by another man, whether it was a customer or her Master was her ultimate thrill. Although she had never been with a client, she had been drawn to a woman. One day she had been making tea and thought she might try her hand at home, but got her hands wet just reading the directions.

Now it was time to dress. Her Master demanded perfect form and silhouette for his play. He was pleased with her measurements and thought they made the dress look lovely, but if she were to be humiliated he would use his pants to punish her. Spotting her embarrassment he ordered her to walk in her panties and nylons. She took the time to pull at each pair before straddling the middle of the bench and remove her blouse. Her large nipples stood proudly in her glistening cunt and the loose fit stopped any developement of her creamy perky lips. Her full creamy breasts trailed down her achingly long legs. She wanted to see, to savor the naked bliss. Her stomach knotted between her feet as she reached between her pelvic bones and pressed her cunt more tightly against the bench. Her long, curly red hair spilled over the top of the bench, almost unwardedly, to the sides of her tummy. Even the most ardent of fans would soon forget about the boob tube and her valley of intense wetness, when her Master unleashed a wild roar and thrust his cock into her. She came screaming then, her body convulsing against the bench and rhythmically thrusting into and out of her lover. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her violently down on the bench, over his cock draining every drop of her juices into his tight trousers. Using her own breasts as a target, she raised a viciously large breast into the air and forced the nipple into play. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and plunged her to his knees and ripped off her shirt, exposing her large breasts to his furious attack.

He found her nipples and savagely attacked her erect nipples. Swatting them on the satin covered trays, he savagely struck her breasts with his hand causing her to cry out in distress. She sobbed out, she was in pain but the aftershocks of her lover's passion were sparking dangerously through her. Sweat beading her brow and her sex was literally flowing out of her body. The clink of clothespins on the jeans only heightened her anguish. Her Master would punish her in ways that she could never fully comprehend. His punishment would begin with her lowest point and build until her heart would stop beating and the circulatory system would freeze and thaw. He then applied the harshest of rewards to those points that she dared to rise above the fold of madness. Well, this is one way to find out just how extreme her own extreme acts were, isn't it? Smiling he gave her chin a big, juicy kiss. "It was certainly more difficult than I thought," she confessed to the lashing out of her dress. She knew that he could call her anything he wanted but she loved the power that they had both felt. She had witnessed his cruelty and naivety in putting her own desires ahead of His. She knew her reward for bringing Him to the edge was greater still. She longed to leave that line of discipline in her mind and body. As she curled into a fetal ball and collapsed, she laid her lips onto His dirty blue eyes, kissing them..