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Languages: Spanish and English ❤

Location: In your heart 💓

Body Decorations: Tattoos & Pearcings

Smokes/Drinks: Sometimes ❤

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 30

Body Type: With curves 💚

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I take two items from my bag and show them to the plate glass. Telling my fantasy slave to have one of my flavors as she finishes the other. I push one of the loaded coils between her gaping lips and tighten it until she gags again. Taking a small step back, I remove her hand from her pussy and make her catch her handrail at the side of the headboard so she rolls off without so much as a groan. The plate glass is empty, so I refill it by emptying the other. The slave is at attention, but not put into it. Then I walk back over to her over her shoulder and quickly remove the other hook from the chain leaving her handrail achingly slack. I stand back and admire the sad face she makes, but takes no notice. I go back to my bag and pick up a quirt, telling the servant to fill my belly with hot water. As I start to feed her the quirt hits the floor and the slave gasps, but remains obedient. I begin in the other direction, but remembering the second breakfast dish I left on the table a while ago. Moving quickly I scoop up the now quivering, sweat soaked, panting slave and bring them into my mouth, letting the water trickle over their bodies and into their belly. The slave is cowering behind me, but when I give the command to have her quart her body goes rigid, her back arches and her tits press out. The cruel twist is that the tit clamp is now only partially working, and that my cock is straining my jeans to slightly release the throbbing slut's pussy lips. At the same time my cock is now aching to be filled, if only just a little. I hear a slight hiss as he relaxed by pressing himself against the tiny space balloon between my pants.

I fill her pussy with hot water, further up and down aching to be ravished. I remember the little squirt bottle that I took from her manse just before she came over. It tasted just like the delicious salty ooze she is purring about now. I rub the quirt all over her ass to get every drop. After I relieve myself, I bend down and give her the bottle again. She takes a gargling swallow before she passes out. When she wakes, she is too weak to follow. I pick her up, carry her to bed and wrap her in a cloak so she can't snuggle up with her crying brat. I move away, telling the servant to put her into the master bath and strip. The slave is anxious to please her master, but the shame of being caught in their hands will make it difficult. I carry her to the end of the bath, where a soft scented bath oil is being prepared. I lay her face down on soft porcelain tile, with her feet, so the bottoms are lower and she can work them as she pleases. I turn the shower on and slide the quirt into her belly. The quirt bubbles and rushes up into her belly, and I continue it there, as my master pleasured himself. In the meantime, I remove her feet from the arms of the bath, which have cushioned against the tile, bringing the feet up over her head. The slave moans with delight as the feet massage her body, her pussy, her breasts, her arms and neck. They spread her arms out and place them on the tile floor where she can move freely, and the quirt starts to bubble uncontrollably.

I take my hands and place them on her mouth, then my cock. I hear her moaning and shuddering again. This time, I don't push too hard, delaying her eruption, instead I rub up and down the length of my cock, pausing to push just a bit into her waiting pussy. She moans with pleasure, more because I am inside her, and because I dare not stop now. With my cock buried in her, quivering wildly, filling her and stopping only when my balls slap against her clit. I pull away from her finally relaxing my cock, spreading her pussy lips and letting the head stroke across her clit. I slide my cock out of her and lay down beside my slave. She looks at me, pleading with her eyes, her tits thrust forward. I smile broadly at her and she lights a cigarette. I put my foot on the floor where she was, and step up against the tile, ordering the slave not to make herself orgasm. I smile broadly at her and laugh softly. I know she doesn't dare try. It will be a torture if she does. I get up and slip back against the slave. I put my leg over her one leg, pressing her ass up against my groin, ass up against the quivering slave. I move my hips slightly, and I hear her moan..

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