What we do in the Dungeon

You are kneeling before me, your head bowed in supplication, naked save for a sheer black thong. I bid you approach, you make your way on your knees to right in front of me. I command you to place your hands behind your head. As a result your breasts are pushed forward. I take your nipples between my finger and thumbs and I pinch and roll them. I attach a pair of clamps to your engorged nipples.


I extend my foot which is clad in an immaculately clean black Cuban heeled boot. I command you to lower your pussy onto it. I order you now to rub your thong clad pussy rhythmically against the toe. I tug the chain of the nipple clamps in rythm to you rubbing your pussy against my foot.


As your breathing becomes heavy I command you to stop. You may not cum yet.


Taking up my riding crop, I tug on the chain of the clamps, lifting your breasts and painfully stretching your nipples out. I slap your breasts sharply with the flat of the crop, causing them to turn a pretty, blushing pink. I crop you on your distended nipples as you squeal and shudder.


I begin to crop you on the sensitive area of your inner thigh. Rubbing the crop against the sheer black material of your thong, I trace the outline of your pussy through the now drenched undergarment.


You gasp as I reach between your thighs and slip two fingers under the crotch of the thong and into your sopping pussy. I finger fuck you with my right hand while tugging brutally on the chain of the nipple clamps. Your breathing is heavy, your moans fill the room.


I curl my fingers up and under your pubic bone, the tips of my fingers finding your g spot. My thumb flicks against your engorged clit. You buck and moan uncontrollably, your nipples stretched cruelly.


On the count of three you will cum. ONE... TWO... THREE!


You scream as your orgasm rocks your entire body, your tits bouncing, your asshole clenching. I take you in my arms and I hold you as your orgasm subsides. You are crying quietly with the inteintensity of the physical and emotional release. I kiss you on the cheek, smooth your hair and hold you, secure and loved in my embtembrace.


FIN




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