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Tied up for lunch

bdsm randydev1l 2018-11-20

Your nipples are pushing hard against your bra, and every movement rubs them against the black lace drawing your attention to them. I hold your gaze for a few moments before stepping inside and closing the door behind me. As my thigh pushes up applying pressure to your eager pussy you throw your arms around me and we embrace passionately, kissing deeply: our tongues performing a ballet in each others mouths.  My hands work their way inside your scrubs and on to your breasts. I'm distracted by them for only a moment before continuing to tie your wrist to the steel shelving, with your own top.Once bound:I very slowly work my way down you, kissing you gently.

Birthday Surprise For Sir

bdsm BlondeArtist95 2018-11-10

I grab the blind fold, hand cuffs, ball gag, and the black leather whip with five long tongues. I wish I had waited on the blind fold so I could see if you were smiling but knew this way would be much more to your liking. I can feel my pussy getting wetter as one of the tongues from the whip brushes softly on my exposed cunt. Your cool hand rubs my sore ass softly letting me know the spanking is over. You pound hard and fast, I hear that moan and I know you are getting close too. "Happy birthday, Sir. I hope you enjoyed your present as much as I did." I kiss you again, whimpering when you grab my ass.

The Spanking Stories - #1: Overtime

bdsm Zenmackie 2018-11-03

Her friends would be shocked, she knew, if they had any idea how much money was spent by no-nonsense, no-time-for-boyfriends Marcia Fischer on frills and flutters and lace—and on strappy shoes with mile-high spike heels that she would never dare to wear in public. They had both outdone themselves in those last few minutes: he standing over her, giving her heavy, open-handed slaps on her bare behind, she discovering that in some strange manner it really did sharpen her focus—the figures and data flying ever more quickly into her mind and out through her fingers with every blow even as she was moaning out loud, tears streaming down her face.