I was a gift. Yes, just a gift for a man's birthday, for his forty-fifth birthday from a loving wife. Which offered me this role when I stood in front of the newsstand, intently studying the shop window and struggling with the “toad” strangling my soul that did not allow me to buy an expensive glossy magazine. I noticed that a pretty and well-groomed, well-dressed woman appreciated me for a while. Apparently she wanted to appeal, but did not dare. Finally, she dropped the doubt and approached me.
- Hello! Do you want to earn extra money? - she turned.
Well, let the fuckers refuse to make money, just to find out what the catch is, but free cheese is only in a mousetrap.
- You see, my husband's birthday is tomorrow, forty-five will knock. So I want to give him a gift. He has long been staring at girls like this. Well, do you understand what I mean?
- I understand, and I kind of do not know ... - I began uncertainly.
- With payment I will not offend. Everything will be fine, as they say, decorum and noble. To us and back by taxi will be taken. You will not regret! - Hastened to dispel my hesitation companion. After not much deliberation, I decided to agree. Well, the most interesting is the same!
- Here's a sweet, address. Here is the contact number. My name is Alla, husband-Stas. Taxi will pick you up. Come on honey, I hope for you! I'm waiting! - With these words, Alla moved in the direction of the car waiting for her.
I gathered half an hour before the arrival of a taxi. Somehow I was nervous before the meeting or something, so I waited too much time waiting.
Having risen to the fifth floor, I took a small mirror from my bag and tied pink-gray fur ears with bows to my hair with hairpins. As if I'm a pussy, kitty. Smiling at her reflection and saying to him, “Mur-mur, meow!”, Put the mirror away and rang the door bell firmly. She almost immediately opened and I saw Alla, who greeted me with a chic white-toothed smile.
- Come in, do not be shy. Here it is. - she led me into the room and looked appreciatively. Ears, loose and not much curled hair, a strict black dress with a white turn-down collar, white stockings in a large mesh and lacquered shoes with low heels are not bad sitting and looking at me. Under the dress were wearing black thongs of the most minimal style, such was the desire of the customer. Being pleased with my view, Alla nodded in satisfaction: “Well done! All as agreed. Come on honey, I'll give you a birthday boy. “Smiling and taking me by the hand, she led me along with her other hand, holding the floor of the dark-red long robe that she was wearing. Passing along the corridor, we were in the far room, where a handsome man was lounging in a chair. As I understood it was Stas.
- Dear, as I promised, I give you a gorgeous and young girl! This kitty name is Dasha. - announced Alla and walking up to her husband smacked him on the cheek. Stas waved his hand invitingly and I immediately went to the chair. I folded my arms like a cat's paws on my chest and I mumbled as sexually as possible: "Mur-rr!" And rubbed my knee on his thigh. Alla, who appeared behind my back, unbuttoned the button on the collar and the zipper of my dress and relieved him of my shoulders and pulled him to the bottom. I appeared before the eyes of the birthday man, who put my legs apart put me between his knees. Running my hands over my legs and thighs rose higher, touched my nipples and breasts. Then, lowering them to the waist, I pulled the strings of my strings so hard that the harness hit my lower lips and my pussy turned out to be divided in half. He rose from the chair, touched my buttocks and hips, did not ignore my breasts again, pinching my nipples. Thrusting his palm between his hips, he said with satisfaction: “Good gift, thanks Alla!” She came up to me and pressed hard on my shoulders and made me kneel, smartly and smartly wearing a leather collar, which the leash gave Stas. Snatch leash and I followed him on all fours.
Alla passed forward and flung open the hidden door curtain to a small room, which struck me with its decoration. Decorated in black and red, the room looked like a BDSM museum. There was nothing there: lashes, stacks and rods, shackles and handcuffs, a large stack of dildos with vibrators, there were a lot of subjects about the role of which I simply could not guess. In the corner, like a monument, stood a black-chrome gynecological chair. I have not considered and the tenth part of the exhibits obediently seed for Stas. Going behind us, Alla closed the doors behind her and untied the belt, threw off her robe, being in sexy lingerie under black skin with an abundance of rivets. The bra left open beautiful halos with large nipples with piercings on them. Panties with a slit exposed on the sponge pussy. Alla’s legs were black stockings with a beautiful openwork elastic and high-heeled shoes. Taking the leash from her husband, she led me to the middle of the room and pulled up to make me stand up. Sitting down, she pulled off my meager thongs and threw them aside.
Throwing off his clothes completely, Stas turned out to be a fit and muscular man with a decent penis size. Coming up, he pulled my chin down, forcing him to open his mouth, sticking one, then two fingers, for some reason he examined the oral cavity. Then followed three and four fingers which he tried to push as far as possible. Having thus stretched my mouth, he pulled out his palm and dug a kiss on my lips, caressing my hand wet with my saliva between my legs. I felt his two fingers penetrate my pussy and move there. Alla came up from the back and kissed me on the neck and squeezed and fingered my nipples. Pulling the tongue out of my mouth and interrupting the kiss, Stas slapped me on a not weak slap: “Whore! You Dasha - fuck, just an ordinary fuck. All you-young sluts! You need to fuck and as hard as possible, in all your holes! "
Apparently this excited him and the plant and he showered me with abuse and continued to give me a slap in the face. “On, bitch! Get it! Took in hand dick, alive! Yes, fool him head! Come on jerks, scum. Like this! More! ”His penis in my hands was swollen and filled with excitement, the vein interlacing protruding through the whole trunk. Not less than twenty centimeters, it reached six in diameter, if not more. Under the skin, four implanted balls were visible and visible to the eye. “It will be hard if he wants to fuck me. How does his wife endure it or is he just like someone coming off me? ”- I thought at that moment. Finally he left his occupation and I caught my breath.
Alla slid my ankle ankle-deep in a leather leather loop fastened tightly to the floor, the same loop could be seen about a meter away from the first — my second foot followed.
Through the ring in the ceiling, the spouse of my torturer lowered on the rope something like a crossbar with the same loops as in the floor and tightened the hands with my hands. Stas slowly pulled the rope and my hands were raised up along with the crossbar. I was stretched and crucified in the shape of the letter “X” and was completely helpless. Alla came up and brought a ball gag with a leather strap to my face and stuck it in my mouth at the back of my head. Kissing me on the cheek, she walked away and took the stack from the stand and cut the air with a whistle and gave it to Stas. With the tip of the instrument of torture he ran along my back, buttocks and thighs. And suddenly a biting blow struck the buttocks, followed by another blow and more.
I tried to mumble something, tears came out of my eyes. Twitching and mocking, left vain attempts to break free from the bondage and prepared to firmly accept the punishment. Apparently my floundering and lowing very excited Stas, he stood and looked at me. Coming up, he touched my crotch: “Didn't it flow, bitch? You will flow from me, I will make you! ”Having given me a break, he again took up my buttocks and the blows fell one after the other. Closing my eyes from which tears of pain and humiliation rolled, writhing in vain all over my body, I took blow after blow. Finally leaving my long-suffering ass with a long-suffering blow, he stood in front of me. Alla immediately helpfully took the stack out of his hand and filed something like a not big fly swatter. Slapping her on the lower abdomen, he stepped aside, making room for his wife. Which having crushed my nipples and ottyanuv them as much as possible, hitched pretty tight clamps, to which hung weights. Squatting down, she pulled off my small lips and dexterously secured the same clips on them, immediately hanging up the weights. It was something new and gently swinging my pelvis, I felt them swinging and pulling the lips to the bottom.
I liked the feeling. Immediately I received a blow with a delay on the back of Stas standing on the side, not expecting which I jerked and the weights swung to the beat of my movement. Blows in front and behind alternately fell on me. Voiced and biting they lasted a couple of minutes and the tears that began to dry up reappeared on the quivering eyelashes.
- Do you like it? Do you like a bitch like that? - the torturer asked me, striking blow after blow. And I could only nod my head - I realized that any of my resistance would be instantly broken and a new punishment would follow. Being fed up with whipping, he waved his hand and Alla immediately removed my clamps. Immediately I received a blow to the swollen nipple with the tip of the instrument of torture, then the second. From whipping nipples, Stas stood in front of me and spent his fly swatter on pussy. Then struck. I instinctively wanted to reduce my hips and cover myself, but only tightened the loop at the ankles.
With visible pleasure, he continued to whip my pussy going from front to back. Being behind me, Stas tried to strike me between the buttocks and get on the anus, which sometimes he was not bad at work. porn stories From all that is happening, from the very thought of what is happening to me, I began to get some pleasure and I started to like what was happening. Noticing that Alla approached, she unbuckled the gag fastener, removed it from me and pressed my mouth into a kiss. Her hand dived between my legs and the finger slipped on the clitoris. The second hand slid between the buttocks and the finger unmistakably felt the anus. I was on top of bliss, I gave myself all the wave that carried me away and somewhere up! A slap on the ass brought me back to reality and brought me down from heaven to earth. Alla pulled away from me and went to the fixed rope and began to let her go down. The crossbar with tied tassels dropped and Stas released my hands. Leaning down, I loosened the loop at the ankles and pulled out my feet and felt freedom.
Alla, meanwhile, spread out a large piece of black oilcloth, pointed to the center, commanded: “On your knees, put your hands on the back of your head and hold your hair!” I performed the order without prompting, waiting for the continuation. A suitable Stas pulling in the hands of an already fallen member exposed the head, then again covered it with flesh, commanded: “Open your mouth! Look into your eyes! ”After a couple of seconds, a trickle of urine struck me in the face, in my mouth wide open, and ran down my neck and breasts. The spouse of the birthday man and my executioner who appeared behind my back put my foot on my shoulder and I felt a warm stream with my back and neck.
- Swallow the creature! Come on, come on! Drink bitch! - shouted Stas deftly driving the stream and getting into my mouth. Having written and left me wet from head to toe, Stas waved Alla with a hand, which took me by the hair and led me out of the room.
Having put myself in order and gathering to leave, I received from my customer a rather thin envelope. “Thank you honey, come on, the taxi is waiting for communication,” she smacked me on the lips.
Moving to the side of the house and fidgeting over the taxi seat, not a lot of swollen backside, I looked into the envelope and whistled to myself: “And what, and not bad at all for a couple of hours!” And asked the taxi driver to slow down for a moment at the nearest newsstand.