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Added: November 24, 2018 |
Category: Domination
When you’re a goddess like Victoria Blaze, you make your own principles. That’s when she consented to become a plaything at Mistress Victoria’s stable what Tess discovered. Obedience you mind without protest, is what I require, woman, Victoria said; and Tess knew by the wetness inside her panties that she had been destined to obey. Among the most early sessions revealed what Victoria’s whims may be like. Tess was bound by her wrists and elbows and immobilized on a desk. A blindfold put her in the dark, but in the psychological zone of submissive space that is pleasurable although scary. What was the significance of the odd panties she needed to use, which had some sort of mooring foundation? Tess felt her Mistress running a cane over her body. . .would she be whipped? But then she inhaled the musk of the Mistress’s asshole because the goddess’s lips pressed against her face and her queen’s voice above 33, descending close to her nose. What a lovely bliss, to be told what to do and just do this! It made her nipples hard. Then Tess felt the Mistress stand to the floor again. What she draped throughout her body? Some type of fishnet, it felt like! Tess felt like she had truly been caught by her goddess today in a net, but in a internet. . .the fishnet tickled her toes and felt strange. It was as if she had been in a cocoon. . .Mistress Blaze tickled her feet together with the suggestion of the cane. She heard a few sucking and slurping, and could feel a dildo being attached to the base onto the front of her panties, and even through the fishnet. . .and afterward she would feel Mistress squatting down and climbing onto the table and then holding the plastic cock and riding it reverse cowgirl style, the rhythm of her fucking pressing at the bottom of the dildo from Tess’s very own clit. . .oh god she was becoming wetter and wetter from this shameful use of herself like nothing but a piece of furniture, a dildo-holder. . .she felt Mistress turn around to face her ride her that way, and she flinched for a moment from shock since the goddess squeezed her nipples and then pushed her tits. . .and subsequently the Mistress licked her tongue! What a present! Frenched from the Mistress! It was a joyful day for servant Tess, cumming like a monster under the burden and whims of her queen! |
