G ... ..'s awakening

G….. woke up feeling strange. She could neither see nor listen anything. She was lying boldness down but her F cup breasts were not being squashed by her body weight as they should give birth been. Next she noticed that she could not move, her wrists were strapped below her to what seemed like the legs of some sort of terrace, her second joint were strapped in a similar fashion holding her in an all fours position with her ramification apart. She sensed that she was naked but she did not sense cold, far from it her body was being wracked by uncontrollable convulsions of incredibly enjoyable sense that seemed to be coming from everywhere at once.

She tried to enlighten her mind and concentrate, to try to see if she could work out just what was happening to her. It was very unmanageable as her tummy muscles were contracting in a earthly concern of delight all their own ; her cunt was hot, open, total and swollen and smashed, hollow and convulsing all at once. Her chest were both being stimulated at the Saame prison term. Her nipples were being stretched, not very gently, as if they were being lengthened and pulled off her breasts, the superstar was incredible and adding to the extreme pleasure she was feeling between her legs.
As her body was wracked with one orgasm after another it was almost unsufferable to concentrate enough to work out what was happening to her.

Then she felt it…..the tongue between her ramification slurping her concentrated pussy and pouting arsehole. Whoever was licking her knew exactly what they were doing. A man with such a beautiful warm tongue was a special man indeed."OMG ”, she cried out as she felt his tongue slip inside her open pussy. He was fucking her with his tongue, she could not believe it. She convulsed again in another climax as his natural language touched her G spot.
With waves of pleasure flowing through her trunk it was hard to think of anything at all, but she was determined to work out what was happening to her ; she had to eff if only because she must ask her passe-partout to do it again, it was such a wonderful feeling. She forced herself to try to think back to the time before she went to sleep…..

Then, suddenly, it started to become make to her.

Her Master had strapped her pile to her"reproduction Bench ”, a low coffee tree table that he had modified so that her tit hung down through two tumid, padded holes for her greater solace. He must have attached her"Milking political machine"to her breasts when she was asleep and turned it on because the feeling of her teat being stretched and sucked gave her the most incredible sensations in her cunt, causing it to swell and overflow with lubrication. She remembered that she had her flow and her menstrual juice combined with the self lubrication caused by the"Milking Machine"must be the cause why the owner of the probing tongue was licking her so hungrily.
Her Master had put ear fumble on her so that she could pick up nothing and had put a blindfold on her so that she could not see because it intensified her sentience of feeling so practically and increased her pleasure to an incredible level.

She experienced such intense happiness when she lived in that moment when they fucked, thinking of zippo else but his hard cock in her clinging pussy. She knew he liked her to contract her cunt muscles and apprehend his pecker as he fucked her. They both enjoyed the extra intuitive feeling immensely. She practiced her"Pelvic Floor"exercises every day and knew that she could spellbind his cock really difficult with her puss ; this made him moan and force him to pound her regular harder increasing their pleasure levels even more……..

But she was forgetting, being side-tracked….who's tongue was it that was eating her cunt right now ? ... ... ... .it was tender, mild and oh, so long…..OMG ! ! She was being tongue fucked ; she almost lost knowingness with the intense delight of her orgasms as he probed her cunt ceaselessly. She could feel his hot intimation all over her crotch as he slurped her flowing juices down, driving her absolutely wild………wild ?

She struggled to sweep her mind back from the threshold of ecstasy…….then, at last she cried out in realization……..Dakota, her Master's dog with his shiny, short lightlessness coat, floppy ears and soft John Brown center. He was a big, hansom, friendly, lovable boy with an inquisitive olfactory organ and orotund ball. Her Master had always wanted him to"sleep together"her and he was certainly going about it the right way.

G….. realised that her Master must have decided to start training Dakota now as she was the eyeshade of her catamenial cycle and so at her most receptive and exciting for his probing, speculative nozzle and knife. Her Master had made her spread her legs every time Dakota had come near her and always encouraged him to birth a good sniff and to lick her. She never wore knickerbockers, her sea captain forbade them, and Dakota was very dogged, regularly sniffing her and occasionally giving her a slurping slug around her twat and bunghole, but he had never before been so hungry or shown so much interest. G….. had always enjoyed her Master licking her slit, but Dakota was in a league of his own. He was able to give her sensations that she had never felt before.

G….. was no tyro in the field of sex having been a tart, on and off, since her mid adolescent. She had told her superior long ago about her personal chronicle and in a comical variety of way she felt that, far from losing his obedience, that he loved her even more because of it. Sure, she worked for both of them as a prostitute, but he looked after her, paid all the bills and always made sure she had money to expend when she wanted it. He often told her he loved her, and always treated her with respect and kindness, he never abused her or belittled her in caller, and instead he always made her find like his pansy. Put simply, they loved each other ; they just lived a different lifespan way to most other mass, one that they both enjoyed. They were both highly sexed and enjoyed it. They often watched porn movie together and had great sex sessions afterwards. Her Master preferred her to be naked whenever possible and had redesigned her home so that they had buck private suite in which he could savour her that way as much as potential. He selected her clothes and only chose those that showed off her unbelievable bout. With his boost and under his supervising, she worked out each day to maintain her good soma. As her skipper often said, it was her consistency she was selling, not just her cunt, and she had to sustain it all looking its well.

In the beginning she worked four days each hebdomad at a brothel, but soon gave that up and went to work for an agency instead. The money was a lot better and she had more liberate time. They had bought a new car for her and which eliminated the need to use a Taxi. She had her freedom and she had Her Man, her original, for whom she would do absolutely anything. If he wanted her to sleep together his dog for him she would gladly do it, if he wanted Dakota to become region of their love-making, so be it ; naught was too salutary for Her Man. It was as if her retiring life had all been a bad dream. Her Man had come and driven it all away, he had changed her life around ; not only had he motor off undesirable hangers on who only used her for what they could get from her, but had looked after her and shown her love life and respect for the first base sentence in her life. She knew he could not fully understand all her job but she loved and respected him for trying and for showing that he cared. It was for these reasons that she would do absolutely anything to please him.

Suddenly G….. was pulled out of her day dream, things were changing around her, Dakota had stopped licking her and instead seemed to be standing over her. Then she felt it, a slippery picayune prong that was being thrust at her near her bitch. adjacent second it was in her and Dakota was driving it faster and faster ; but something strange was happening, as he drove it into her the slippery minuscule prong was getting bigger, it seemed to have a judgment all of its own. It was growing faster now and beginning to feel more like a man sized cock, pounding her harder and harder. She loved it, it was awesome, this was the way she loved her sex, gruelling and fast. But wait a minute ; it just kept on growing enceinte, still fucking her at an incredible speed. Suddenly she gasped and cried out as she had her first climax ; she had never experienced this variety of pleasure before. She felt a swelling inside her bitch that was pressing against her ‘ G'situation as his greyback began to develop. Her pleasure was intensified as her kept on driving his, by now, massive cock even deeper into her pure slit. She came a bit fourth dimension just before he stopped fucking her. He stood motionless while she felt his tremendous, throbbing pecker filling every inch of her saturated cunt. She had never had such a large rooster in her before, she had no room left, they were tied together, his massive throbbing cock pulsating in her unfold slit. Then she felt it, a hot jet of come squirting into her total cunt, it washed her interior and leaked out, running down her thigh. G….. cried out again as she came in a massive orgasm, her completely body shaking and quivering as she did so. They stayed like that, tied together until his turncock shrank in size to a detail where it slipped out of her. It was only then that G…..realised that her professional had been holding Dakota in billet on her cover to give up him from trying to change state around, a move that may well have caused her some pain.

As she was still strapped to the"Breeding Bench"G….., was unable to actuate, she could still not hear nor see anything either, or she would have seen Dakota lie down and work his cock clean till it disappeared once again into its sheath. He then stood up, stretched and came straight back to her puss and began to lick her clean and jerk. He started at her twat then cleaned her thighs and legs. Once he had finished he sat down behind her and looked at his maestro, an approving pat and a few news of encouragement was all it took for Dakota to once again to wax G….., and embark on all over again.

It is hard to say who was more insatiable, Dakota or G….., the pleasance continued for minute. From that day on, G….., knew that no affair how much any one of her client pleased her or turned her ‘ on ’, none of them could compete with the pleasures she received at dwelling house .