Characters:
Katya is a miniature blonde of 36 years old, practically with a girlish body, a high-ranking leader, married, a resident of a large city, strict with her subordinates, the burden of responsibility presses both at work and in the family.
Unknown - a guy of average height, fit build, owner of a small car service, 37 years old, calm character, married, loves power over women, a resident of the same city.
Katya stood in the middle of the park, admiring the lush greenery and awakening nature, waiting for the unknown person whom she agreed to meet on the site after a short correspondence.
- Greetings, object Katya No. 9995;
A slap on the ass, covered in a white dress, turned out to be unexpectedly ringing and attracted the attention of passers-by. She gasped in surprise and turned around. Next to the contented smirk was a Russian smart guy, barely as tall as her (after all, she was wearing her favorite shoes with 10 cm heels).
- Let's go - the guy said and confidently moved to the exit from the park.
Katya, slightly embarrassed and slowing down in thoughts and emotions, almost lost sight of him ... But deciding to succumb to the temptation of the adventure promised in the correspondence, she hurried after the guy, like a dog afraid of getting lost.
In the parking lot, the guy got into a car with a tinted rear hemisphere, not a shmarovozka, but not prestige either ... Katya thought that she was taken for a whore and that she should behave accordingly, so she sat in the back seat.
- Come to me, object Katya! the guy said with a smirk and patted the front passenger seat.
Katya opened the door and was immediately stopped by a shout of "stop!". She sat down in confusion...
- Through the center - the guy explained - do not try to scratch anything with your hooves.
Just in case, Katya took off her shoes and climbed through the center into the front seat. The height of the car and the armrest made her bend in three deaths, and the narrow hem pulled up and strove to disperse at the seams. Also, the guy took advantage of the situation and groped her breasts, hips and ass.
When they set off and Katya furtively glanced at herself in the mirror, her formal appearance turned out to be pretty shabby. While driving, the guy's hand at every convenient moment rummaged around Katya's legs, from stroking her knees and squeezing her hips, to thrusting almost her entire palm under her panties. It was both pleasant and embarrassing, and exciting and ... it is not clear what else, especially, these conflicting emotions intensified from the interested looks of the boys on the buses, who looked up from their smartphones and stared through the windows at her opening charms. Some tried to shoot when traffic lights gave them the opportunity.
Finally we got to some kind of garage cooperative and drove into a two-story repair box. When the gates were closed, and the room, filled with various machinery, was lit up with rather dim bulbs, Katya became frightened.
The guy ordered to follow him and led him up the narrow stairs to the second floor. Here the room looked like a mixture of workshop, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. In the corner there was a hefty corner sofa, in the other corner there was a shower and a toilet, in the third a set of mini-kitchen (refrigerator, washbasin, stove and table). Along the walls were a couple of workbenches and various devices for an incomprehensible purpose, and chains, cables and a winch hung from the ceiling in the center. Now, leather straps were fastened to the chains and cables, more reminiscent of collars and handcuffs.
The guy poured himself a tonic from the refrigerator and watched Katya, frozen in indecision, not far from the stairs.
It was very uncomfortable under his scrutiny. From this, the internal tension caused by the meeting, the road and the situation of the place piled up even more, already the palms were sweating.
The landlord stepped closer. Taking the tonic in his mouth, he pulled Katya's head around her neck and poured a little drink into her mouth while kissing her. A few drops of ice-cold tonic rolled down her neck from her lips, leaving a cool trail behind her. This slightly cheered up Katya.
The guy rather unceremoniously, as if from a mannequin, took off Katya's dress and once again carefully examined it, as if it were a new product from the package. And if the expression on his face did not demonstrate his emotions in any way, then the bump on his jeans showed clearly - he was pleased with the acquired toy and wanted to use it.
Then came the turn of the bra. With the fingers of one hand, the guy unfastened the clasp and threw off the straps from his shoulders. But the bra did not fall, it caught on the edge of the protruding nipples and hung rather comically. A slight movement of the finger and the bra lies at the feet, and swollen nipples, on an almost girlish chest, give out the state of the hostess. From such a sight, the guy even parted with a mask of equanimity and said: - wrapping such beauty in rags is a crime. To the next meeting without a bra. Clear?
- Yes, - Katya answered, inwardly celebrating a small victory.
And then she got a whipping slap on the ass... She gasped and tried to jump away, but was stopped by the hair and received another slap. Butt started to burn.
- Yes, the owner - the guy gritted, pulling his hair and forcing Katya to arch her back.
“Yes, master,” she repeated, frightened by such a sudden change of address.
The guy admired the view of Katya, arched into an arc, and then went around her a little to the side and dug into her nipple with wild passion.
Then he let go of his hair and went to get some tonic. And at the same time look at Katya from afar. The spectacle was interesting: a fragile, almost naked blonde with disheveled hair, a mixture of fear, surprise and excitement on her face, stood in the middle of a rather brutal room, a starched white dress lay nearby like a packaging from equipment. The right half of the ass and the right breast were noticeably pinker than the rest of the body...
And he sipped his tonic and smiled.
- Take it off - the guy said and Katya dutifully took off her lace panties.
The boy looked at the view.
- And you are perfectly preserved, object Katya.
- To me!
Katya almost yelped for the entourage and approached, with difficulty restraining herself from laughing at the prank that presented itself.
- A good mood is the key to health.
The guy declared and, pulling Katya's head to himself, he dug into her lips, free at that time he either squeezed her ass and pulled her to him, then moved to his chest, squeezing her quite painfully. This went on for some time, and when Katya began to relax and began to flow a little, he immediately broke the distance, Katya instinctively reached for him, trying to prolong the pleasure.
- Now let's see how obedient you are! On knees!
Katya, sank down without objection.
The guy appreciated, stroked and patted on the head like a dog. In front of Katya's face were jeans, bulging under the onslaught of an excited penis. The guy unbuttoned his fly and the cock broke free.
- Take it in your mouth.
Katya obediently grabbed the dick with her lips, and the guy took her neck and began to push Katya towards him, just fucking in her mouth, and not letting her suck.
- What did the bitch get a taste for? Liked?
Katya's eyes go up to the guy, but she can't say anything, he still holds her head tightly, and her mouth is busy.
- No, nipple, you still have time to suck, a little good.
By the hair, the guy forced Katya to get up from her knees. Mascara and lipstick are smeared across her face, but her nipples are upright, her pupils are dilated, she breathes greedily!
The guy points to the sofa.
- Lie down on your stomach!
When Katya takes a step towards the sofa, she is overtaken by another biting slap. And on the white skin the mark flares up again. She obeys the order and prepares for a new portion of spanking, internally shrinking. But…
The guy sits on top of Katya's legs. He begins to massage, relaxing and soothing her with his hands. Starting at the neck and slowly moving down the back to the ass. Now Katya's body is completely accessible to him, and he strokes himself without denying anything.
His hands penetrate between the legs touching the sponges a little, return back to the ass, spread the buttocks to the sides and ice drops drip onto the ring of the anus, they roll down and get lost in the gap between the legs. This causes an involuntary desire to squeeze the buttocks, but the guy holds tight, continues to play with the anus ...
Desire fills Katya, and the guy, continuing to caress, unexpectedly fastens her hands with leather handcuffs to the sofa (special loops were provided under the pillows). Just a wide loop guy fastened her legs to the bottom of the sofa. (In what a seductive position is Katya fixed. With her knees on the floor, her stomach on the sofa, her arms are stretched forward. It takes a lot of effort for a guy not to break into a regular fuck) ...
Again, the ass gets a slap, turning into a firm squeeze and then into a stroking that flows over the “crumb” and fingers penetrate inside, exploring it.
- Oh, bitch, are you already flowing and want something bigger and thicker?
- Yes, sir!
What hole do you want? Ass or pussy?
Katya, slightly embarrassed, makes the right decision - as my master wishes!
- I wish, bitch, but you still do not deserve a good fuck ...
The guy leaves, and after a while returns, something like a pile of ropes, or something similar, falls on Katya's back.
A pile of ropes walked along Katya's back from her shoulders to her ass, and she realized that most likely it was a rope multi-tailed whip.
Soon her guess was confirmed by not a strong blow to the ass. The blows of the lash fell at a measured pace, sometimes the tails slipped and hit the “baby” ... At such moments, Katya shuddered and squeezed, and moaned in pain, but she had absolutely nowhere to go: naked, tied to the sofa, with a flaming ass, she felt herself in the absolute power of the guy.
After a while, the guy put down the whip and ran his hand over the crumb (rudely, completely clasping his lips with his palm, and pressing the clitoris with his middle finger, and then penetrated it right inside. Katya moaned this time with pleasure - the change of pain and caress completely pulled her out of her usual set Every movement felt sharper and brighter, from which overexcitation directly tore Katya, and she was already longing for something to penetrate her, at least somewhere, just to relieve tension.But the tormentor was not going to facilitate her ordeal.
- Lick - the guy says, bringing his palm all wet from Katya's juice to her face. Katya licks her palm and sucks on each finger, wondering at the same time about her own taste.
- Good bitch, and now the real test ... Count the blows yourself.
- Yes, the owner - Katya whispers.
This time, the blows are much stronger and faster, the guy intentionally delivers them closer to the middle and the pre-orgasmic state is again lost. Katya counts the blows through a groan. On the tenth beat, something switches and through the pain, excitement again rolls. The count is practically inaudible, only groans and this wakes up the beast in the guy, Katya feels this both in blows and in breathing behind her back.
At twenty strokes, the spanking stops and Katya felt that the guy was getting attached to fuck her ...
Member slides on the clitoris and between the lips, causing a hot wave and Katya arches, trying to substitute the entrance under the head.
- Oh, you fucking bitch - and the guy drives the cock all the way. From surprise, Katya screams and shrinks - her bosom is on the verge of an orgasm. But he froze, waiting for her impulse. And then he began to evenly fuck again, increasing the degree of tension, although it seemed there was nowhere else.
The guy stops moving out and slowly unties first his legs then his hands. With his hands, he is especially careful, very slowly bends and applies to the body, Katya did not even think to move. Giving him total freedom of action, though his clenched arms tingle with the return of normal blood flow.
The guy lifted and turned Katya like a doll. He laid on his back, stretched his arms. He looked into her eyes, Katya could not clearly focus her eyes, but when asked about the continuation, she was able to moan: - Yes, sir.
Then he pulled the sofa apart into a huge square and again began to fasten each leg and arm separately and pull it with a rope to the corners of the sofa. It turned out an X-shaped crucifix on the unfolded sofa.
A blindfold fell over Katya's eyes. And everything was gone.
For several minutes Katya did not hear or feel any movement and did not hear a single sound. Fear penetrated her with cold fingers.
Then she heard the sound of the refrigerator opening, some kind of metallic sound. I felt movement next to me. A kiss dug into her lips, it flowed almost non-stop over her lips, neck, nipples, chest, stomach, thighs, clitoris ... The guy's lips, teeth and tongue participated in this endless kiss or flurry of kisses. Then his hands joined the study of her body, and sometimes her baby was pressed against her knee.
Katya greedily inhaled the air and moaned sometimes in a silent moan just opening her mouth.
Now Katya was immersed in herself in her feelings. Suddenly, something strongly caught on her nipples (most likely clothespins), the pain pulled Katya out of her state of euphoria. Then the guy began to drive something sharp over her body, sometimes tingling. Clothespins her tormentor regularly (after 2-3 minutes) unhooked and rehooked to a new place, and the blunted pain returned again.
Scratches and tingling tortured her everywhere, even her clitoris, and his fingers at that time were crumbled. Katya plunged into the abyss of completely new sensations for her.
Simultaneously with the torture, other actions also took place: from time to time, a member burst into Katya's mouth and, having enjoyed her mouth, left it, then instead of scratches and tingling, she was overtaken by a tickle, from which Katya simply squealed. At some point, the guy literally sat on her face, forcing her to lick her anus (it's good that he was freshly washed), and Katya, with unexpected pleasure, licked him around.
The action itself probably lasted at least two hours. The last straw was a semi-melted ice cube that the guy pressed against her heated body. From an excess of emotions, Katya screamed and passed out.
She came to, wrapped in a blanket on the lap of a guy. He stroked her head, said something affectionate and kissed her forehead. Katya pounced on him in a violent passion, all the tension that had previously accumulated in her body had finally found a way out. She came from almost every movement and eventually passed out again, this time from exhaustion.