Today I prepared a delicious dinner and wait for my Master to come. SMS: “I will be in an hour. To bitch met me on my knees, naked. "

I have everything ready for His coming and I am glad that He will arrive earlier than usual. I undress and go to the shower. Warm trickles flow down my body. I decide that before the arrival of the Boss I look like naked around the house to get used to it a bit. I come out of the bathroom and put on a collar. I look at myself in the mirror ... I like the way I look. Naked, defenseless, powerless slave. How much is this sex! Kneel down. From the mirror look at me happy eyes, loyal dog eyes. Her hair is loose and their tips tickle my chest. I miss the smell. Yes! A few drops of perfume on the neck and wrists. The owner will be pleased.

Knock on the door. Without getting up from my knees I crawl to the door and open it.

- Hello, my lord!

- Hello, bitch!

The owner does not take off her shoes and I decided to help him. I am slipping off his shoes and socks from His feet.

- Kiss the feet of the Boss!

He walked in his shoes for half a day and His feet were sweating. I don't want to lick my dirty feet at all. I love them very much and am ready to lick every finger, but not after dirty shoes! To argue is useless. It is very unpleasant for me and I kiss them without opening my lips. I do it not as passionately as usual. I think you noticed it.

- Go to the bath, whore! The owner wants to piss!

You take my hair, lift me from my knees, and lead me into the bath. My eyes show that I have to kneel in the bath. I feel so ashamed! I did not imagine it so. There was talk between us that you would do this to me and I imagined how this would happen. Not at all! I thought you would prepare me for this. Too unexpectedly and quickly ... I dutifully kneel down and close my eyes so as not to see your gaze. So that you do not see my humiliation.

- Open your eyes, slut!

I obey, but I lower my head. You take out your dick and show me: “I want to piss my whore! Dirty rag! ”A stream of urine splashed on my chest. Warm ... She flowed through my body. You raise the member higher and fall on my face. I close it with my hands in surprise.

- Hands behind the back, the creature! You do not know where the hands of the whore should be? !!!

I silently remove my hands. The jet continues to hit me in the face. What a humiliation! How will I look into your eyes after this?

It's all over. There is emptiness in me. I do not know how to respond to all this ...

- Wash, piss slut!

I turn on the water and wash the Master's urine from my face. I want to pour water on my face to calm down. To have time to realize what happened to me. But the Boss interrupts my thoughts. One movement turns off the water.

- The creature does not know what to wash the member of the Lord with his tongue?

I lick his tongue, thinking only that he just poured on me. From head to foot now I'm pissed off whore. As you promised. Suddenly, you grab me by the hair and force your cock up to the throat. I coughed. A second to catch my breath. And push again. I'm ready for it and try not to breathe. A mouth full of saliva, they run down my face and stretch after your cock when you pull it out to stick it in my mouth with new force.

- Wider mouth, whore!

I open my mouth and now I can’t control the depth of the jolts. You sharply and deeply fuck my throat. Tears involuntarily flow from my eyes. I choke on my own saliva. You stopped. And now, holding my hair tightly, put my mouth on the penis. Push! Another push! Hot jet splashed into my throat! I take every last drop. Not letting go of my mouth, continue to suck on it. The Boss Member must be clean.

You take a bottle from the shelf and spit on it.

- Sit on him pussy and jerking for the Boss, mongrel pissed!

I put it on the bottom of the bath and began to sit down with gentle movements, holding it with my hand. And the second caressed the clitoris. He was already very tense and the jar easily entered me due to the excess of my juices.

“Master, the bitch will finish soon!” Would you please let your dog finish?

You spit in my face. Again. Then on my chest. Drooling trickles down my face. You take my chin and press me to open my mouth. I stick my tongue out and the next spit flies into it. I swallow. And for that I get two slaps.

“Who allowed the bitch to shut her mouth?”

- Excuse me, Boss! Bitch is to blame.

Two more slaps.

- So as not to forget, brute!

Spit in the face.

- Bitch can cum!

I continue to masturbate my cunt with my hand and bottle. (eroticspace.info) The excitement moans burst from the mouth still open. You spit in him again. Drooling flows down the tongue and drips onto the chest. Another spit in the face. I'm excited to the limit. The owner takes me by the nipples and squeezes. Painfully! I'm starting to jerk off the bottle! Cunt shrinks and begins to throb.

- Boss, your fluid fucking cums! Pissy slut cums!

You walk out of the bathroom, allowing me to take a shower. I do everything very quickly, because I know that you do not like to wait. I come out of the bathroom, throwing a light robe.

“Did someone let the bitch get dressed?” Did someone let the dog stand up?

I abruptly go down on all fours and creep up to the Boss. You grab my neck and hold my head to the floor. The ass was very fired up. You grab the belt and hit it very hard three times.

- The slut did not know what to ask permission? I ask you, creature!

- Excuse me, Boss! I will no more!

Two more hits!

- Mutt does not know that there is no "I"? Did she forget who she is? Mutt forgot her place?

- Excuse me, Boss, bitch, please !!! She will not forget more!

You let me go. I sit down at your feet, kissing them again and again. You pat my head. So gently ... Take her in your hands and look into my eyes. Tears flow. While I do not know why. Whether from pain, or from humiliation, or from pleasure ... Kiss me on the forehead and stroke the head again.

- I have a good dog! I am pleased with my bitch!

Thank you my lord!

- Smells tasty. The supper is ready?

- Yes my Lord!

- Crawl, doggy, lay the table! Get up on your feet only in the kitchen.

9 comments
  • Smol (a guest)
    April 2, 2014 21:51

    Fucking Fuck fuck! Fuck smashing tits fucking! He came, saw, pissed and pissed, didn’t give a good shit - and thanks for that ... But really - to fuck, waste energy, then it’s time to piss off with a limp, soft dick in your mouth and then go eat herring under a fur coat and two-liter pivasik . Here's what else the real man needs?
    Well done!

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    • Rating: 7
  • Alex (a guest)
    April 3, 2014 14:08

    Stumbled upon this story. Liked. Do not fuck a single alive BDSM-box.))) And why is there no story on the main page?

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    • Rating: -1
  • April 3, 2014 19:38

    Because it is - h-nya on vegetable oil. One goat, the second brainless fool.

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    • Rating: 3
  • Smol (a guest)
    April 3, 2014 10:30 pm

    But isn't the “goat and brainless fool” a fundamental principle of bdsmomy? Are there brainy nurs and non-paid gentlemen who can really stand?

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    • Rating: 5
  • April 5, 2014 1:54

    Dear Smol! Sex will be after dinner and so that you, vanilla and brainy, and can not dream ... I feel sorry for you, if you think that in the topic alone impotent ... It is far from true, I can assure you ... Sorry that could not resist ...))

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    • Rating: 1
  • April 5, 2014 5:04

    I tried Laska to draw a rabbit breeder into the subject.
    But the rabbit did not want to eat, BDSM scheme.
    Carrot, here is his fate, he does not part with it,
    And who does not gnaw a carrot, over those he swept away.

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    • Rating: 1
  • April 5, 2014 4:55

    A goat and a fool? As always! For a long time they are together.
    But if I would choose, then with them it is more interesting.
    Why do we need this shit, rabbit fuck.?
    Thrust, pulled out and left - this is your happiness?

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    • Rating: 1
  • April 5, 2014 20:02

    Suppose that for someone He is a goat, but for her - the Master,
    As Lord, God and King, and maybe just a gentleman,
    And duroy call here, not knowing how much passion,
    She will give him there, shrouded in all authority ...
    Do not we judge, you understand, where is your tolerance?
    We were given only an instant and all its piquancy ...

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    • Rating: 3
  • April 10, 2014 16:44

    liked)) wonderful story))

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    • Rating: 0

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