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His gesture has nothing violent about it, on the contrary, it looks like an art form, far from putting me off, this scene creates something strange in me. "What is this place, Amélie? "A BDSM club, and the guy you see there in the middle is my master Eric. " "Your what? Don't tell me you like that kind of thing. " "What kind of things? Don't talk about what you don't know okay? "

“Everyone watching while I devour this sweet cunt.” I moaned, rocking against his hand. The visual combined with his skilled fingers had me dripping. Through the glass, the woman came hard, shaking in her bonds. Her Dom stood, freed his cock, and thrust into her in one powerful stroke. The raw fucking that followed—her bound body jolting with each impact—made me clench around Damien’s fingers. He added a third finger, stretching me. “You’re soaked. Does watching turn you on, little submissive?” “Yes, Sir,” I gasped. My hips moved shamelessly, chasing the pleasure. He pinched my nipple through the lace, rolling it sharply. The mix of sensations—his fingers fucking me, the erotic display befor

, I whispered as I tucked my lip between my teeth, gathering my thoughts. "What—", he asked. "BDSM, I want you to dominate me", I said quietly.

His fingers dipped between my legs and stroked my soaked cunt. “So wet already,” he growled. “Does being spanked like a naughty little slut turn you on?” “Mhmm…” I moaned and pushed back against his hand. Without warning, he pushed two thick fingers inside me. I cried out, my walls clenching greedily around him. Damien fucked me with them slowly, curling and stroking that perfect spot until my toes curled. “Not yet.” He warned, pulling out. He lifted me effortlessly onto my back on the couch. “Spread your legs. Show me what’s mine.”

she said as my ass finally set her free. “If Derek and Betty would like to go first”. They got out from behind their desk and approached me. They were the older couple that I had placed in last place the week before. They placed their hands on my naked body and began to explore. Fuck it felt good, I closed my eyes giving myself in to the moment. I felt fours hands massage and caress me. They moved quickly over my skin up and down my legs, over my back and bottom. Two hands gently brushed my breasts and tenderly pinched my nipples. A hand slipped down my body to my cunt. It brushed over my neat pubic hair before a finger slowly slipped inside. I let out a small gasp of appreciation. I opened

Then I’d stand, bend her over the railing, and thrust into her from behind, her cries echoing across the water as I claimed what’s always been mine. Elena’s breathing grew ragged. She hiked her dress higher, fingers slipping beneath the damp cotton of her panties. Her clit was swollen, slick with arousal. She circled it slowly as she turned pages, lost in Victor’s raw confessions. Last night I wrote her name while I came. Elena. Elena. Elena. If she ever returns, I won’t hold back. I’ll lock the doors, strip her bare, and spend days teaching her body every filthy pleasure. Spreading her ass cheeks and rimming her tight little hole while she fingers herself. Making her watch in the mirror as

When she saw that he wasn't present even after another hour had passed, she stood again and then sighted the door that leads to the BDSM room he took her to the last time. She walked towards it carefully and opened the door, on opening it, she saw the same materials she had seen then there the last time only that there were large pictures of how the process looked like. She saw pictures of a man flogging a woman in the ass, she saw pictures of a woman sitting on a man's face, the man seemed to be eating her out. She saw pictures of a woman tied to a pole and being fingered. She saw all sorts of erotic pictures that she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in her pussy.

Cederick poked, lust and euphoric bliss plastered down his face. “Can’t hold on much longer,” he warned, pounding into her ass, which bubbled and moved bouncing on my laps. I slowed my pace, throwing my head backwards. Cederick held out his cock and wrapped his palms around both our cocks, giving it a few pumps before sliding back into her ass and me into her pussy. Our cum erupted, filling her in at once as we both plugged in. Fucking her through the climax, fucking her cum-filled ass and pussy until our hardened cocks had gone soft. And even then, Katya, like a greedy whore, kept fucking herself on our flaccid, now growing erect, cocks.

He finished inside her, groaning quietly as his cum flooded her again. Elena became addicted to the danger and the pleasure. Every Thursday she grew wetter just walking into the library. She started touching herself lightly in class while looking at Roman. Her pussy stayed constantly sensitive. She loved the way her ass stung after his spankings. She loved feeling his cum leak out of her for hours afterward.

“Desk. On your stomach this time. Ass up.” I scrambled up, nearly tripping out of the pants still tangled at my ankles, and bent over the edge of his desk. The wood was cool against my chest. Adrian stepped behind me, kicked my feet further apart, and dripped lube down the cleft of my ass. Two thick fingers pushed into me without warning. The stretch burned—still sensitive from last night, but greedy. He worked me open with the same ruthless precision he used on everything else, curling against my prostate until I was rocking back onto his hand and making broken, needy sounds that I couldn’t swallow down.