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The experience was intense and frightening, but she was where she wanted to be, her body and soul surrendered to the control of her Mistress. Finally, Eve reached the 25th double-slap. She kept her servant over her lap and spent several minutes caressing the American’s swollen bottom and admiring her red skin. She grabbed her servant’s wrists and rolled her on her back, but then ordered her to get on her stomach. Eve settled next to her, covering her warm “bum” with kisses. She ordered Trish to get on her elbows and knees and position herself so she was spread and lewdly exposed. As her Mistress stimulated her bottom-hole and teased her clitoris, Trish groaned with delight. She experienced t

POV Matthew Three days into whatever the hell this was with MistressA, and I was officially addicted to my phone's notification sound. Pathetic? Absolutely. Did I care? Not even fucking slightly. MistressA: Tell me about your fantasies, bunny. The dirty ones you've never said out loud. I stared at the message, pulse hammering. For the last few days, we'd moved past theoretical discussions into territory that made my brain short-circuit. Can’t say I didn’t like it.

[Mia's POV] My name is Mia Monroe, and I’ve been a professional p**n star for six years. At 29 years old, I’m one of the most popular performers in my niche. Fans love my curvy, all-natural body: big, soft 36DD tits that bounce hypnotically when I ride cock, a tiny cinched waist, wide hips, and a thick, juicy ass that I can clap and twerk on command. I have long dark hair, full lips, and a filthy mouth that knows exactly what to say to make viewers explode. I do mostly hardcore scenes now — rough sex, deepthroat, creampies, anal, and occasional gangbangs. My fans can’t get enough of how loud I moan and how greedily I take dick.

Krista seemed to swallow half of Misty's huge tit, her mouth wide. It looked so wild but I wanted to play. I convinced Krista to relinquish her hold for a moment, and then I stood Misty up on the seat ledge, her body completely exposed. I moved behind her, bent her over at the waist, and entered her again. Sinking myself to the root in her warmth, I looked her over from behind. Misty was cute as a button, but her butt was her weakest feature. She had almost no curves there, unlike the three other women I'd been plowing lately. She was so thin, and so small, that if not for the huge tits glued to her front, she'd have passed for a middle schooler, even though I knew she was somewhere in her e

The whip marks on the slender blonde's skin and the brunette's assertive control captivated me. My body burned with desire, longing for release. Miles made sure I didn't touch myself but rather watched. He kept teasing me, alternating between sucking and blowing cold air into my ears, sending shivers down my spine. My skin prickled, and my nipples grew sensitive. I whimpered and straddled him, craving his touch like a desperate whore begging to be satisfied. The latex-clad mistress, her lips coated in bold red lipstick, switched on the vibrator and pressed it against the blonde's exposed clit. In the brightened room, every detail was vivid. The blonde's pussy, glistening pink, nearly drove m

Nadia bit her lip as her eyes drew heavy from lust. He slowly stroked his cock from shaft to tip, paying extra care to his sensitive spot just below the head. The liquid pooled around his tip, growing with each thrust into his masculine hand. He was on the edge of his orgasm, the frustration deepening in his eyes. One quick thrust and he would have what he worked so hard for, but he denies his release. His mistress watched with a satisfied look on her face. " Please, Mistress have Mercy, please can I cum?" She bit her lip in frustration. "No slave, I'm not done with you yet; I want to taste you first! Now stand up and stop groveling, you pathetic worm!"

A mistress is trying to stand up for another mistress. "I've never said that I'm an honorable person, and please don't pretend like you're noble in front of me. I've seen enough disgusting things, but I've never seen a mistress who was kept in the dark standing up for someone else. Ms. Pearson, you've impressed me, but you have to know your capabilities if you're going to stand up for someone else. Instead of coming to me and embarrassing yourself, why don't you do your homework and come up with a plan to seduce Jackson?"

Her nipples peaked harder, standing out like little peaks begging for touch. He did it a few times on each breast, careful not to hit the nipples yet. The skin there turned pink too, and Lou's back arched, pulling at the ropes. 'Oh, Master,' she breathed. Her pussy clenched, more wetness dripping down. The table was slick under her now.

Soon I felt him breathing normally and caressing my scalp. " You're not getting it. Whether you treat me like a mistress or not doesn't matters. Because I'm one. A woman who sleeps with a man without love, a relationship, or before marriage is addressed as a Mistress. On top of that, I get paid for my service every time. Isn't it? " I said and he went stilled. He cursed under his breath and took hold of my chin. " Then tell me what do you want me to do? Should I marry you because of that! " he snapped at me making me cry more. I wept like a baby burying my face in the sheet.

Just below the pic a phrase caught her eyes and that was - " PRINCE OF NIGHTLIFE " •••••• The girl moaned loudly but her moans got muffled by the pillow. She is on her knees and her face is buried deep in the pillow, her hands were behind her back gripped hardly by a man who is plunging his hard rod deep inside her womanhood. Her painful yet pleasurable moans, his raging breath and skin slapping are the only sounds to be heard in the whole luxurious room of the penthouse present at the 100th floor of the building. She screamed more loudly when he gripped her waist more tightly digging his nail on her waist giving her hard yet slow thrust.