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Its not like he was going to touch me either way. Not while she had come to stay. Her and I chit chatted about nothing much most of the way. Until obviously he had started messaging her and revealing certain things. She abruptly told me to spread my legs as much as I could while I was driving. I complied because when our collars are on I’m well aware that she is my superior. He untied the gag, told me to open up and then said, “Don’t say I’m not generous, clean it and you can taste my cum.” Once in my bedroom Master positioned me sitting on the floor my head against the bed. He attached a dildo gag to my face and then positioned sub on her hands and knees her pussy directly over my face and the dildo. Her growing dominance and nasty streak towards me was at complete juxtaposition with how she was with my boyfriend. For him she was completely submissive. He is a highly dominant man so that was no surprise to me. What was a surprise though was the tender and passionate way in which he treated her and her submission. He had only ever been cruel and twisted with me.

After spitting on my ass Master pushed a medium plug into my hole, consistent pressure, holding firm as I moaned initially with pain but when the plug slipped inside, my body shook and I had to pant to stop myself from cumming. He graciously proffered his hand to sub, helping her to her feet and then covering her eyes with an eye mask; she was now effectively blind but her remaining senses heightened. He was raised in a very conventional mid west type of home with lots of religious influences. Neither of us practice any organized religion but each were brought up in homes heavily steeped in bible belt philosophy. Once home I was told to kneel on the floor; the place for Master’s slave. Sub was to remain standing. He walked around her admiring her before saying, Raceplay Warning - white Wife Signs Up for interracial Breeding Program Pt four - Tanya Taboo Roleplay 5 months ago 07:32 VideoSection dirty talk

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Tags: bdsm, domme, female domination, femdom, femdom couple, femdom story, femdom wife, foot, humiliation, kink, mistress, mistresskym, orgasm control, slave, submissive Master gently pushed the plug gently in and out of my arsehole and was stroking my pussy with his other hand intentionally holding me at the edge of orgasm. I felt as if any coherent thought was being stroked away. I was Master’s slave, I had promised him and myself that I would prove my devotion and obedience today; whatever new levels of humiliation and degradation he subjected me to. I would revel in the fact that he took pleasure in the pain that he inflicted. But I think that was the point. I just hope that this time I’ll be allowed to touch myself at some point to relieve the mass amount of pressure that had accumulated in my throbbing mess of holes. It was complete agony being that turned on and denied all touch.

Soon it became the only thing I would think about when I was touching myself, and I’d cum like a freight train. Usually multiple times. My boyfriend also enjoyed this. That he had essentially trained me to only get off when I was feeling degraded or humiliated. He pumped harder and mercilessly before pulling out and pumping his precious cum into my gaping hole. I was aching with need , covered with subs juices and Masters cum.Of everything he had demanded from me this was the hardest, I considered walking away but where would I go it was my house. But of course, this is a fetish that is not for everyone. It requires full communication and a lot of trust with your partner. It might look great in porn but doing it in real life can be very different.Another dynamic to add is to get voyeuristic. Rather than being present during the sex between your partner and another woman, you can be relegated to another room of the house, listen from under the bed, or otherwise. We meet lots of people but only a select few know EVERYTHING. We do tend to find ourselves in interesting predicaments however and we’re always bending if not shattering said rules. As with our relationship, yes we are married, but it’s not what you would call conventional by any means. I couldn’t breathe, I was on the edge of tears and yet I was escalating to the edge of orgasm, the throbbing between my legs threatening to undo me. Master held my head firmly against subs pussy, I was struggling to breathe and he moved my head so my face rubbed all over her leaking wet slit covering my faces in her juices. My stomach dropped to my feet, the rollercoaster of emotions had started. The humiliation of being made to undress sub.

As soon as she walked through the arrivals gate, grinning and brushing her new conker brown bob from her eyes, things changed. It was as if I was invisible,Master greeted her warmly kissing her on both cheeks and whisking her away towards his car. I was left trailing behind them unsure as to what was happening. In contrast his first words to me “Undress us, slave”,were cold with a tone that broached no argument, not that I would ever refuse him.As you navigate through and interact with our Platform, we use automatic data collection technologies, if available in your jurisdiction, to collect Platform activity data. My hand stroked Masters balls even as my breath was cut off each time sub lowered herself on to my dildo covered nose and mouth. You don’t have to confine your fetish to the bedroom. I would often be assigned a discreet female chastity belt to wear in day-to-day life and even during sexual encounters, too. I’d take great pleasure in tonguing the scent of another woman’s pussy from my man’s used condoms and masturbating alone.”