settle to the bottom of the tub.

In a wild excitement, I grabbed Nastya by the head, put the member in her dutifully open mouth and immediately began to shoot sharp jets of sperm in my mouth that did not think of the girl who had crushed her orgasm.

Delightfully tired, we climbed out of the bathroom and fell into bed again, forgetting about everything, kissing and hugging like young lovers. I didn’t even want to spend time on food, I just brought a fruit basket from the kitchen. Only now, having quenched an insurmountable thirst for intimacy, we were finally able to speak in detail.

While chatting, the girl gently squeezed my cock in her palm, and I caressed her wet pussy with my fingers. From the story of Nastya, I realized that it was not for nothing that she was called a prude - it was hard to believe that this girl had never done “this” before. Her entire previous sexual experience was limited to timid kisses with one boy, who moved to another city a year ago. However, this concerned only real experience, and in fact there are also fantasies ... In this sense, Nastya’s sex life was very rich. Early discovering the delights of masturbation, the girl engaged in her almost every day.

The most symbolic was that her favorites were fantasies with violence and humiliation. Nastya imagined herself to be a bound maniac victim, a slave on a pirate ship, and a guilty schoolgirl with panties pulled down, and a powerless maid of wealthy gentlemen. At first, the girl was very shy to admit it, fearing that I would consider her a pervert. But when she learned that most women I know also love such fantasies, she had the courage to ask if I like to play “master and slave” myself. - Yes, I like it, even very much. I do not tolerate sadism, but sexual submission really turns me on - I honestly admitted. - Didn’t you notice how my penis grew from your story? - I smiled and Nastya pulled out her hand. - Uh, no, that won't do - take it back to your palm! - I was jokingly indignant.

- And I also love to present myself as a concubine in a harem at the Sultan. He almost does not punish me, because I am obedient, but often humiliates and forces me to fulfill all my whims. I felt Nastya again covering a wave of excitement. She breathed intermittently and moved her hips towards my hand caressing her pussy. - Yes, you're just a seductress! - I smiled. - And I have a surprise for you! I got out of bed, rummaged in the closet and fished out a transparent “dress of an eastern concubine”, which I specifically bought in a sex shop. Then I went to the music center and found a CD with erotic oriental music.

Finishing the fabulous picture, I closed the thick curtains and lit the candles. Nastya looked at me with enthusiastic curiosity, literally opening her mouth in surprise. - My little slave. Your master wants you! - I said in a solemn voice, handed her weightless clothes and smiled. - Dress up!

When I entered the room again, Nastya was kneeling on the carpet, her hands behind her head and her face down. She was unusually dressed in Eastern dress - transparent trousers with blue smoke surrounded her legs and emphasized the charm of the girl's hips, narrow silk panties beckoned her eyes, the girl’s chest, barely covered with transparent cloth, excitedly raised and lowered, and the slave girl covered the translucent curtains and left her curtains. eyes.

The music seemed to rock the girl and she bent monotonously in time with the melody.

I regally sat in the chair and spread my legs. Pulling a member, I silently watched his sex slave. - To me, the slave! - I ordered, and Nastya shuddered in surprise. Not trying to get up, she crawled to her chair on her knees and stopped at my feet. “My lord ...” I reached out, ran my hand over my cheek, and lifted her face up to her chin. Then he lifted the hem of the veil.- Your lips should always be open, slave! For what? - To be ready to take your dick in my mouth, my lord ... She perfectly understood the rules of the game. I stuck two fingers into the girl's mouth.

Nastya diligently sucked on my fingers, and with pleasure I was massaging my penis, stretching my pleasure. - Put your hands down and suck! - I ordered, and the submissive girl took a member in her gentle mouth. The member lifted the veil and disappeared behind its blue veil.

I surrendered to pleasure, not disturbing Nastya and not rushing things. The girl worked diligently, shaking her head, juicy smacking her lips and caressing my eggs with her palms. Finally, I pushed her head aside and untied the straps of the veil, revealing the face of my obedient concubine. - Stick out your tongue! I slapped a member on the face of the girl, on her wet tongue, on the juicy lips. - Lick your eggs! Nastya with a dog's humility and diligence began to lick my crotch.

I enjoyed the caresses of the slave, then took her by the hair and again put my mouth on the penis. - Put your hands behind your back! Now I myself set the pace and depth of penetration. I have worn a slave in my mouth noticeably stricter than before, letting me feel my power over her.

- Arise, little bitch! - I pushed Nastya's head. I began to examine and feel the body of a girl - the body of a slave, belonging to me without a trace. - Let the pants down to the knee. Hands behind head! Nastya unquestioningly executed all the teams, her face in the uneven light of candles played with agitated highlights. I firmly put my hand between the thighs of the girl and firmly took her crotch.

Nastya screamed, her gap was completely wet, and her panties were low and wet. I stuck my finger in her pussy and began to fuck them helpless moaning slave.

- Dance! Nastya began to squirm with her whole body, closing her eyes, moaning and catching the rhythm of my hand. Trembling with shame and excitement, she sat on my finger and screwed it into herself, twisting her hips. I pulled out my palm, lowered my concubine's transparent trousers and took them off completely. - You're all flowing like a lustful bitch. Do you like to serve your master?

- Yes, my lord, I dream to belong to you!

“Now get up and dance, show me your ass!” Nastya began to flex sensually, turning her ass to me. I crushed the delightful buttocks of a slave with pleasure and loudly slapped him with my hand. They pulled me like a magnet and I realized that I could not hold back any longer. I got up, grabbed Nastya by the hair and made her lean on the chair, spread her legs and meekly exposing the defenseless ass. Trembling with excitement, I played with my fingers in her squishing pussy, and then smeared the slippery grease on the girl's ass and began to massage the hole of the anus. The girl moaned and began podmahivat my hips.

- Humiliate me, my lord! Fuck your powerless slave in the ass! She suddenly exclaimed. I literally growled, strongly hit the girl with the palm on the buttock and rammed a member of her defenseless ass. Nastya screamed and almost immediately her orgasm began. I did not stop, firmly grabbing the slave by the hips and victoriously raping her in the ass. The girl continued to scream, wriggling with her whole body and squeezing her hips. Her legs trembled and bent at the knees, her head thrashed, and her ass continued to sit down on a huge and thick, powerful cock that was splashing vigorously over the sperm. In the end, she could not stand on her feet and fell her breasts on the back of the chair, crushed by the weight of my body.

Even slipping from a member, Nastya continued to moan and shake with convulsions of her orgasm sweeping over. I lifted her in my arms, carried her to the bed and covered her with a blanket. Then he put out the candles and let the sunlight burst into the room again. He left only music, still washing everything around with languid waves.

I went to wash and recover from this amazing madness. Returning, I unexpectedly found a girl standing shyly in the middle of the room. For some reason, she held a belt of my pants in her hands. - Are you okay? - I asked, seeing in her look some kind of strange excitement.

Nastya came up to me and knelt down, hiding her eyes from my gaze.- My lord, allow the unworthy slave to ask you for mercy ... - Speak, slave - I smiled, but the girl, as it turned out, did not play at all. - My lord ... I ask ... I ask you to make me a woman! - breathed Nastya. It was unexpected. I silently looked at the girl, thinking about what was happening.

- I understand that I am not worthy of your mercy ... I feel so dirty ... so depraved ... Nastya cried. - It seems to me that you will never forgive my fall ...

Help me redeem my guilt! Please punish me strictly ... and then forgive me ... only you can forgive me! - Nastya handed me a belt and looked with such hope, as if waiting for some kind of miracle. I took a fresh look at her eyes, which were wet with tears. This girl is not only erotic, she can really feel.

I squatted in front of Nastya and put her hands on her shoulders. - Do you understand what you ask? You can't bring anything back ... - I know, but I want ... I ask you to do it. I think about it all the time. I am a little afraid of this, and you ... you are the best ... I ask you, my sovereign!

I did not think virginity was so important in our time. I understood that the lack of sexual experience is more likely to lead to difficulties in life and rash actions than the loss of innocence. But I still continued to doubt. - Do you really understand that I am not fit to be your companions, that I am only your friend? What will you have to eventually belong to another man?

- I don’t know ... I’ll probably always remember you, how can I forget all this ... I, of course, will have a completely different life, because I myself want this. But I still want to ... I want to leave a corner in my soul where I can always run away when I’m scared or lonely. Even if you are not around, you ... you will be like my guardian angel ... She paused and hung her head.

I was also silent, in such a situation, words can no longer describe what you feel ...

I got to my feet. - Well, so be it. But not now. You will not just become a woman, you will be born again - in a new, bright world ... I paused and then smiled, threw off a pathetic tone and shook the girl by the shoulders. - But it will be only in the evening, and now we will go to have fun! I took the belt from Nastya and threw it into the corner. - You still need to buy new clothes and outfit for the evening sacrament. Forget about everything, aerate your head from thoughts, you don't need them today. Your destiny is already predetermined, and you can simply surrender to the flow of events. We will spend this day together and you will smile, I promise ...

Mentally, I have already seen this girl - naked, in black stockings and high-heeled shoes, in the quivering glow of candles, moaning and screaming, startling from hitting the buttocks, from powerful jolts of the penis, losing reality from excitement and shame, fear and pain, glasses wine and music, wresting the soul. And her in my arms - but already a woman - tear-stained, happy, forgiven herself and spread her wings ...