Larisa missed you. The weekend came to an end, household chores were made, even the next series of the beloved series, and that was over, tomorrow at work. And the time is only 6 pm. Larisa painfully invented what to do - draw nails, water the flowers, find another series ... and then blurted out the phone - sms. Again, some advertising list.

She opened the slider cover and saw the name of the sender! Master! The hand suddenly trembled treacherously, and she did not immediately believe in what she had read: “Get ready, girl. It's time to bring pleasure to the Boss. ” She sent a text message in reply: “Until I get there, it will be nine. Do I have to get together? ”Without waiting for an answer, I asked for permission to call ... A short conversation ..." I am going ... "

Larissa, still not fully believing in such happiness, began frantically gathering - a shower, light makeup (all the same, she was washed away with tears), stockings, shoes in her purse, a dress on a naked body, 40 minutes, and she had already flown out of the house to the bus. Sunday night without traffic jams, arrived surprisingly quickly. one cigarette, the Master's car has already arrived. he, as always, opened the door, she ducked inside: “Good evening, Master”
And the soul was filled with peace again. It seems that this feeling will not go anywhere.

A couple of words about the plans, where and how we are going, and the phrase that Larissa was waiting for seems to be all the way ... "In the meantime, we are going, girl, stretch my pants and get him out and suck." Larisa silently and diligently, as she thought, began to carry out the order.

It turned out it is not so difficult. a belt, a lock on jeans, and here he is - desired, almost native, her member ... now he was only her ... Tenderly wrapping her head in her lips, she slowly began to swallow him as deeply as possible.

The owner demanded deeply, but so far she did not succeed. She tried, tried to do everything right. Tears appeared in her eyes, as always. Well, let it be, now she was worried about something else - to give pleasure, to do everything so that he would like it.

He put his hand on her ass and stroked it, and suddenly she realized that she was terribly in the way of a winter coat, right now, this second I wanted to take everything off, to give my body to these gentle hands.

The car shook, and the member himself slipped deeper, she caught her breath, a couple of minutes - and all over again, yes, she wanted it, nobody forced her. She did not see where they were going, where they were going, she just sucked His dick. And nothing else interested her.

The phrase came as a blow to the scourge: “Now, that's enough, put yourself in order, we drive up.” Larisa, trying to control her emotions (although why?), Raised her head and, as she could, wiped away the tears in her eyes, restored her breath, although everything inside was trembling with excitement.

They arrived at the master's workshop. Larisa knew that there was something unexpected, but expected awaiting her there. Previously, the Boss talked about the device, which requires personal fitting. She guessed what was going on, but was afraid to make a mistake. As it turned out, was not mistaken.

Lyrical digression (from the author): interesting, if two people at a distance think the same way ... More precisely, one dreams, the second one does ... How to call it in reality? Dear reader, if you have any thoughts on this, express your opinion, I will be glad to listen. True, interesting ...

The workshop turned out to be an ordinary garage box. Concrete, broken floor, shelves on the walls, a lot of all sorts of necessary or unnecessary, but things - the usual place of work of the Master. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) The owner, as usual, helped to remove the coat. “Take coffee, mugs here, teapot here,” the order is not discussed. Larisa was confused. No, at least she figured out coffee, but should she sit on her knees at the Boss’s feet? Somehow - broken concrete floor, pity stockings, and so wanted.

They drank coffee while sitting on the chairs, it was wrong for her, so Larisa felt discomfort. Well, that did not last long. A plate of foam was thrown on the floor, a blanket on top, and then the usual order - on his knees.

For starters, the Boss blindfolded her with a bandage, taut and uncomfortable. Only then did he put him in the position he needed - on his knees, his legs were almost as apart as possible, his arms were as wide as his feet. The body trembled with a minor tremor, Larisa understood that she would not stand for a long time, but the order — not to change the pose, made her freeze in that position, and she stood.

Deprived of the opportunity to see, Larisa perceived what was happening with her back, with her whole body, she knew how to see with her eyes closed, she knew exactly where, where He is now, her Master, this gave strength, but He did everything very slowly, measuredly, however , as always.

First, he put leather bracelets with carbines on her legs. He made measurements with a meter-long metal ruler. He went to the shelf, then to the machine, cut the metal pipe. With these devices she was already familiar. The metal strut between the legs or arms is a rigid structure that makes it impossible to change the position, even if you want. Then he put the bracelets on his hands. The procedure was repeated.

In the end, the skeleton was ready, and Larisa was allowed to rest a bit, well, really, with a vibrate ass, but these are trifles. The owner inserted it there in the process of making the frame. Larisa was no stranger, she could only endure, although it was not at all unpleasant. She flowed like the last bitch, flowed, wanted and waited, waited for what would happen next. But she knew what would happen.

How many lonely days and nights she looked at this in porn. how many times did she imagine herself in the place of these aunts, heifers, like, actresses, how many times she wanted to experience herself. Dreams come true, even such - insane.

The order to stand in a pose, the respite is over, the blindfold, and here it is - the noise of a motor. In her ass, already ready for everything measured, evenly, constantly enters and exits, and the vibrator enters again. Sex machine or fuck machine, whatever you like. That's just how you want to bend your back so that it is stronger, so that until the end, so that ... But no one would allow her to finish.

And at this time a member, real, alive, His member, her member, now her, dear, desired, real enters her mouth.
And the hands no longer tremble and the legs do not grow numb, the whole body is already subordinated to one thing - sex, real, genuine, when the soul is torn to pieces, when nothing else in the world exists. Yes! take everything as it is, as it is, just give yourself in return.

Larisa almost fainted when everything suddenly stopped. she pulled from the depths to the surface. He removed the bandage, showed that it was, although she already knew everything, slowly, very slowly, consciousness returned. Tears of pain and pleasure dried eye patch. He unfastened the frame, and Larissa almost fell on the bedspread. When the consciousness returned, a towel lay in front of her: “Put everything in order”. And she saw that a puddle had practically formed on the bedspread. What a nightmare! But so are the people.

Who can tell where the line between pain and pleasure lies? Who knows what tears are pouring from now - from pain or the highest pleasure? Who can distinguish between what is permitted and forbidden? And what happens next? Where is the limit of human capabilities and wild fantasies? Who knows the answers to all the questions? And who knows all the QUESTIONS?

- Shoe, now we go to the apartment.
This was a new order!

To be continued.