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Beatrix...finishes up her duties as Mistress
Bea saw Mary’s hand creeping toward her own pussy, so Bea reached over to Mary with her crop and laced her thigh with a stinging blow. “DON’T YOU,” Bea paused to pant softly, “FUCKING DARE!” she commanded Mary. Her hand fell back to her side and Bea turned her attention back to Boris as she flipped Mary’s vibe on to high speed and tossed the remote aside.
“She’d better not come Boris, or you’ll pay the price my Sweet!” Bea changed positions, straddling Boris’s hips, and leaning forward resting her hands on his shoulders. Slowly she eased her creamy wet pussy over his stiff pecker. She grinned and slowly slid herself onto his thick throbbing cock. He groaned and Bea saw his eyes begin to roll back in his head just before they closed tight. She lifted one of her own tits high in the air, her succulently hard berry of a nipple before his mouth. “Suck it Boris. Suck it, flick it, nip it. And if you do well, you will be rewarded.” She hovered above him, the head of his cock just inside her hot slick vagina.
Boris began to swirl his tongue over her nipple in exactly the way he knew drove Bea crazy. Then he flicked his tongue rapidly over the very tip, causing it to vibrate against his tongue and teeth. Boris definitely knew how to turn her on with nipple play. Bea’s quick glance over her shoulder told her all she needed to know. Mary was sweating and biting her lip, her body wound tight with occasional spastic jerks. She was managing to keep from cumming, but just barely. As she saw Bea’s on her, she began to plead in earnest, “Please Mistress, please! I can’t take any more. Please may I come.”
Bea shook her head and merely said. “If you’re that pathetic and can’t handle the little vibe…take your nipple clamps from the dresser beside you and put them on your nipples. NOW.” Bea turned the vibe off and Mary’s face fell as she realized she was not yet to receive her release. Mary reluctantly leaned over for the clamps, and slowly she placed one on the first nipple, grimacing as it bit into her flesh. Bea knew she’d have to punish Mary later for her slowness in doing as she was told. But for right now, with both clamps in place and Mary’s nipples turning a lovely shade of purple, Bea full attention turned back to Boris’s mouth on her nipple.
Just then he clamped his teeth on her bud and Bea could restrain herself no longer. Suddenly she plunged down on his cock, causing her own nipple to pull tight in his teeth. She flicked Mary’s vibe back on full speed and cried out into the air…”Come my pets, cum! Cum with me!” Then Bea began to ride Boris hard and fast, eager for her own release. She reached up and tugged the ties on Boris’s wrists loose. “Use your hands Boris, use your hands,” Bea screamed. She clenched and unclenched as she rode him hard. With each downward thrust she ground her pubic bone against him, the sensations in her clit were incredible. With in moments, Bea clamped tight on Boris’s love muscle and announced to the room, “I’m cumming!!!!!!” Boris grunted a few more times and she felt him tense beneath her before he blasted his hot cum deep inside her. Bea collapsed on top of Boris with his cock buried deep inside her.
Mary squealed as she bounced on the chair, the vibe throbbing full speed inside her love tunnel. Bea could tell that Mary’s orgasm was intense. Mary came, and came, and came some more…and still the vibe buzzed. Mary was afforded no relief from her orgasm. “Pull over her clamps Boris,” Bea commanded and Boris did as told. Mary cried in pain. “Rub your nipples Mary, rub them good.” Mary did. Still Bea did not turn off the vibe. Mary was nearly spent from her ongoing orgasm. “Stop…please stop Mistress,” she begged. Finally Bea turned the vibe off.
“And why were you made to wear your nipple clamps Mary?” Bea quizzed her. Mary hung her head, “For attempting to touch my pussy Mistress.
“No,” Bea replied. “You wore the clamps because I enjoyed the sight of them on you. They were torn off your nipples because you were going to touch your pussy. AND the vibe was left on until all your energy was expended because you were slow in obeying my word to put your clamps on in the first place. Now go, take a shower, and go home to your Master and report of your behaviour here this evening. Do not leave anything out for I shall be speaking with him later this evening.” With that Mary plodded to the bathroom, and Bea curled atop Boris’s chest, his arms wrapped around her.
“I’m done being a Mistress for tonight Boris my Love. You’re free of my will as of now.” Bea planted kisses on Boris’s neck, her tongue sneaking into his ear to tease him. She’d forgotten that his ankles were still tied.
Bea saw Mary’s hand creeping toward her own pussy, so Bea reached over to Mary with her crop and laced her thigh with a stinging blow. “DON’T YOU,” Bea paused to pant softly, “FUCKING DARE!” she commanded Mary. Her hand fell back to her side and Bea turned her attention back to Boris as she flipped Mary’s vibe on to high speed and tossed the remote aside.
“She’d better not come Boris, or you’ll pay the price my Sweet!” Bea changed positions, straddling Boris’s hips, and leaning forward resting her hands on his shoulders. Slowly she eased her creamy wet pussy over his stiff pecker. She grinned and slowly slid herself onto his thick throbbing cock. He groaned and Bea saw his eyes begin to roll back in his head just before they closed tight. She lifted one of her own tits high in the air, her succulently hard berry of a nipple before his mouth. “Suck it Boris. Suck it, flick it, nip it. And if you do well, you will be rewarded.” She hovered above him, the head of his cock just inside her hot slick vagina.
Boris began to swirl his tongue over her nipple in exactly the way he knew drove Bea crazy. Then he flicked his tongue rapidly over the very tip, causing it to vibrate against his tongue and teeth. Boris definitely knew how to turn her on with nipple play. Bea’s quick glance over her shoulder told her all she needed to know. Mary was sweating and biting her lip, her body wound tight with occasional spastic jerks. She was managing to keep from cumming, but just barely. As she saw Bea’s on her, she began to plead in earnest, “Please Mistress, please! I can’t take any more. Please may I come.”
Bea shook her head and merely said. “If you’re that pathetic and can’t handle the little vibe…take your nipple clamps from the dresser beside you and put them on your nipples. NOW.” Bea turned the vibe off and Mary’s face fell as she realized she was not yet to receive her release. Mary reluctantly leaned over for the clamps, and slowly she placed one on the first nipple, grimacing as it bit into her flesh. Bea knew she’d have to punish Mary later for her slowness in doing as she was told. But for right now, with both clamps in place and Mary’s nipples turning a lovely shade of purple, Bea full attention turned back to Boris’s mouth on her nipple.
Just then he clamped his teeth on her bud and Bea could restrain herself no longer. Suddenly she plunged down on his cock, causing her own nipple to pull tight in his teeth. She flicked Mary’s vibe back on full speed and cried out into the air…”Come my pets, cum! Cum with me!” Then Bea began to ride Boris hard and fast, eager for her own release. She reached up and tugged the ties on Boris’s wrists loose. “Use your hands Boris, use your hands,” Bea screamed. She clenched and unclenched as she rode him hard. With each downward thrust she ground her pubic bone against him, the sensations in her clit were incredible. With in moments, Bea clamped tight on Boris’s love muscle and announced to the room, “I’m cumming!!!!!!” Boris grunted a few more times and she felt him tense beneath her before he blasted his hot cum deep inside her. Bea collapsed on top of Boris with his cock buried deep inside her.
Mary squealed as she bounced on the chair, the vibe throbbing full speed inside her love tunnel. Bea could tell that Mary’s orgasm was intense. Mary came, and came, and came some more…and still the vibe buzzed. Mary was afforded no relief from her orgasm. “Pull over her clamps Boris,” Bea commanded and Boris did as told. Mary cried in pain. “Rub your nipples Mary, rub them good.” Mary did. Still Bea did not turn off the vibe. Mary was nearly spent from her ongoing orgasm. “Stop…please stop Mistress,” she begged. Finally Bea turned the vibe off.
“And why were you made to wear your nipple clamps Mary?” Bea quizzed her. Mary hung her head, “For attempting to touch my pussy Mistress.
“No,” Bea replied. “You wore the clamps because I enjoyed the sight of them on you. They were torn off your nipples because you were going to touch your pussy. AND the vibe was left on until all your energy was expended because you were slow in obeying my word to put your clamps on in the first place. Now go, take a shower, and go home to your Master and report of your behaviour here this evening. Do not leave anything out for I shall be speaking with him later this evening.” With that Mary plodded to the bathroom, and Bea curled atop Boris’s chest, his arms wrapped around her.
“I’m done being a Mistress for tonight Boris my Love. You’re free of my will as of now.” Bea planted kisses on Boris’s neck, her tongue sneaking into his ear to tease him. She’d forgotten that his ankles were still tied.