Chaturbate Lactating - As a matter of minutes.

He rested his forehead against her thigh as he pictured her as he made his way to the bed, plunging down to manipulate her delicate flower bud between his thumb and forefinger. His mighty maneuver almost cost him as she gave him a pleading look and pressed her mouth to the spot she just edged. "Please." she whispered. "Please don't make me wait." "Enough." He pushed her off the bed. She was unclothed and propped to the arch of the bed by her arms and legs. She lay sprawled across the center of the bed. He took a delicate, silver chain and wrapped it around her wrist and slowly lowered it, tightly fastening the chain. She began to rock slightly in her fetters, in response to the chainedness of her wrists. She knew that her breasts were mounded higher up on her. He twisted the chain harder, drawing a nervous sigh from her throat. Her increased sensitivity to the look in his eyes and the sounds he made were proving to be highly pleasurable. Eventually, she was able to move her arms and legs, at least partially, free of the restraints. A satisfied smile played across his lips. "Now you can go around." He instructed her and she nodded eagerly. She was surprised.

She had always considered herself a kinky woman, but her dom relationships were never about the masochism of the kinky side. It was more the submissive side, experimenting with the taboo. She had never even thought of herself as a submissive, but as her dom relationships developed her imaginative side began to shine. Sometimes a woman just grew to the point of actually being dominant. It was a difficult process for a woman to rise above the sexual shadow that hung over her. Dom relationships took time and practice to build a strong foundation, but once they were established a love affair could be lived out between the dominant and the submissive. Even in the haze of lust and passion she had been placed in, she was able to see the similarity between her fantasy and what she was experiencing with him. She was proud of her own subservience and vowed to keep her self in line. After several minutes of intense foreplay, he began to increase the tempo of the foreplay. He stroked her body with his hands, kneading and pinching her bosom. He gently massaged her breasts, pinching and tweaking them as if he was trying to change the development of a small, but determinedly beautiful, little girl. Another male companion joined the foreplay. He knelt down between her legs and lifted her skirt hem. He was very gentle, but firm and powerful. He held her erect left ass cheek in his one hand. He gave her a lingering kiss, but made no attempt to deepen it.

This was not a normal kiss, and he was not insensitive to her shyness. He merely wanted to enjoy the moment while it lasted. His wetness trickled down her inner thigh. At first she was startled, then she realized how foreplay could take her. She was drawn to his rough touch on her ass and the warmth of his hands felt through her dress. She moaned softly, shifting her position to give him the advantage. His strong fingers spread her lips, and she felt him lick her lips. He trailed light kisses up the inside of her thighs, torturing her with firm kisses but never coming to her breasts. She felt him move away, and then felt a firmer grasp around her throat. She struggled against the impending climax, but his strong hands reassured her she could not stop. She felt his hard cock pushing into the valley of her buttocks, filling her with its swollen glans. She gave up any fighting, and felt his hard cock pushing against her butt cheek, sealing her fate. She fell into a light reverie, content and peaceful. He left her, finally returning to the mattress. He lay beside her and caressed her face, her neck, her shoulders, and her arms..