Snowy and the Seven Petites
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6:00 Saturday morning, my Master called me for a weekend in the mountains, I had an hour to prepare for his taste and cancel my plans. At 07:00 happen to look at me with a "surprise"!
I quickly shave me sex and underarms, performed my ablutions, smear me the body of my lotion "Angel scent", redid my nails of hands and feet, make up on me and I donned in the Hollywood style of the 40's, pulled my new white corset, silk stockings and my and my long-sleeved sheath dress in crossover neckline rubans. still preparing a small suitcase with warm clothes and necessary to address the requirements of my beloved Master. At 6:55 I finished my preparations breath and gave me a double espresso.
At the requested time, I knelt down behind the front door, palms facing the sky. In this posture, I looked forward to the sound of my Master, my mind already was building miles scenarios for this mysterious trip to the mountains. time seemed endless, I spent those moments kneeling to prepare a few words of reverence for Him, if he allowed me to talk to him and look into his eyes.
But after twenty long minutes in this position, my muscles already came in pain, and began to subside me. He worried watching me through the camera installed at home, I was trying painfully to maintain correct posture ...
Well, I heard a key to enter my lock! I looked down, stretch every muscle in my body and opened my mouth up ... I saw his beautiful legs pass the porch. He threw a great package on the sofa and it directed toward the bathroom humming. I heard Him urinated loudly and emit a loud burp. It seemed to ignore my very presence.
Soon, i felt him back softly behind me ... suddenly he grabbed the hair, lifted me up, turned me around and kissed me greedily. He threw me on the couch, ordered me to sit, he placed the large rectangular box over my knee and sat down heavily on it (and on my knees). My legs were nearly breaking under the weight of my Master (double the mine). The rib cage crushed by his broad shoulders, I pulled my breath to swallow thin puffs of oxygen.
He grabbed my computer on the table. His magnificent voice, powerful and intimidating finally sank in my ear: "Little Justine, I'll check if you do your homework well! ".
It is even more strongly pressed against my chest preventing all access to the air to my lungs. Feeling my rising panic, he released the pressure and leaned forward to tapping away on my laptop, he checked the browsing history, eliminated some profiles "friend" He judged unhealthy various accounts that I had opened at His request on pornographic sites. He read all my conversations; a laugh sometimes be annoying to others, he scribbled a short comments evaluation grid and put crosses in small boxes.
He checked carefully the photographs I had selected on the Web, also noted. The weight of his body on my frail little legs beginning to make me suffer horribly and I could no longer hold my little moanings of pain. He took pleasure in prolonging the visit of the private blog that I dedicate to Him I give Him daily film detailing an account of my impressions and sexual fantasies of the day, my vows of devotion and abandonment to His control of original ideas that intensive viewing titillé.etc videos ...
Feeling the breaking point of my closest tibia He finally got up, brushed my lips smiled and said to my astonishment, "You've done well, Justine! if you swear on my sex that you remained chaste and you did not think me to other men throughout the week, you can open your gift ... "pointing to the package crush on my lap.
Blushing with pride and pleasure in this exceptional compliment, I began to knee, eyes to the ground, held out my arms toward his phallus and ventured a timid "I swear, Master"
Carefully I opened the box and there discovered a sublime long hooded coat shaved mink fur lined with fox.
Enjoying my surprise and my joy he quickly added, on a rather abrupt tone, "you shall have may need tonight. Before we left, I'll control your hygiene and complete your outfit. pull your dress up, you lean forward and put your hands against the wall. I executed it.
He began by smelling my slightly damp armpits, put his finger in each of my ear and licked., Pinched my nipples through my dress, slipped his hand on my spine, lifted my dress a little up, pulled panties of my corset to and hang on to my buttock. He sniffed at length my anus, it gave a little lick then slid his finger into my tight sphincters, took a few going-and-coming, withdrew it and put it against his nose to inhale the scent of my rectum. He spread my legs to kick my heels, lingered to see the bulging my clitoris and humidity of my vagina. He pressed his nose and breathed heavily. "Not bad. Just your asshole who still smell a little bit your shit, we will take care of it, I'll teach you to keep your craphole spotless for your Master! In the meantime I'll put that lbutt plug, I need your ass stay available if I had the urge to smear my cock, and you will also have a chastity belt to keep it up ... "
Than done, It also padlocked my slave collar, there hung a chain and dragged me to his car, opened the back door and threw me inside.
Bracelets where hanging from the handles on each side. It hindered me every wrists with rope and held up literally quartered me. He lit a flat screen for rear seat passengers and introduced headphones in my hears.Il took the wheel sent a text message saying "I have more surprises for you, I have to pick someone. »
I assumed that he was talking about my usual trainer: A Professional Dominatrix Lesbian He has contractually responsible for conducting my Sapphic education for 5 months. My temperature went up in the idea of being under the yoke of their demonic and divine minds cumulate.
But when we stopped in front of a Grand hotel in Geneva, a sublime unknown creature was waiting on the front. He made her get on the front passenger seat. We exchanged a glance, her beautiful green eyes reflected astonishment that only mine was equal.
"This is Larissa, she just eighteen and just beginning his career as an international escorte girl, she will spend the weekend with us you will be friend! Is not it? Until further notice I will not hear you and review your lesson well, there will be a quizz tonight! "
They exchanged a few words in Russian, the only language that seemed to control the girl and then he instructed a USB drive in the drive and increased the volume of my headphones up to a deafening volume and will restart.
The trip was a nightmare for me. Ä each contour, every bump in the road, my shoulder tension threatened to break up. My nose was practically glued to the screen that was broadcasting atrocious alternating sequences of sadism injunction to total obedience, recall the many rules my slavery and psychological humiliation concocted by my Master and my usual Dresseuse.
I tried surreptitiously staring at the unknown fresh in the rearview mirror. She was a stunning beauty. Noiraude with hair cut short, slender, sleek, stylish and sexy, still so young and already so woman!
Their conversation seemed to go well underway over the miles, she relaxed, and I felt a real complicity settled between my Master and his little whore. She laughed a lot and threw me mischievous and curious glances.
Sitting comfortably in front, she did not feel more embarrassed than that in the sight of my uncomfortable position and my little moans iof pain as my master was amused to violent wheel turns . My master suddenly noticed my blinks to the Slavic beauties, He gave me a black eye and further increased the volume of the headset when a poor girl screaming horribly tortured in my headphones.
Pressure changes due to altitude added to the loud noise massacred me the heard, out of strength, I burst into tears and cried the security word we agreed when I wanted a break in my persecution. He stopped immediately, cut video k, untied me and comforted me with tenderness, asked me about my needs, skillfully massaged my aching shoulders and allowed me to take a few steps in a dusted with snow clearing.
Larissa seemed to enjoy my situation and totally u*********s of my distress, she finished a cigarette and flicking despatched his butts on my face laughing innocently.
We resumed the road and arrived shortly before noon in a posh resort in the Southern Alps of Switzerland.
It was agreed that in public, we behaved in the most so "vanilla" that is and we entered into a gourmet restaurant:
Larissa was based perfectly in this jet set surrenfing, she played the role of the daughter of my master.
I, for cons, I felt to focus the eyes, dressed in my vison and a shimmering evening gown at noon, I was the slave diamond heatress courtesan, common kind in these cliques ! This was heightened by feelings of discomfort in my anal plug and iced my steel chastity belt rubbing my Mont de Venus. We sat all three to one discrete table.
I finally had the opportunity to learn more about the ukrainian whore. The conversation could be established only through my Masterr because she spoke neither English nor French. She came from Donetsk but lived Moscow lived with relatives, it intended to study medicine; his parents are ruined intellectuals. His Ballet Professor was introduced last month in a prestigious escort agency in Geneva.
My Master is the fifth only sought his services. She knows nothing about the world of kink but seems curious to learn.She was naughty and bubbly, and I feel that my Master focuses its attention on this beautiful ingenue and leaves me aside.
For dessert, it presents three notes of a thousand Swiss francs, hands him one and told him that the other two will be at it tomorrow if he is satisfied with his services.
She pocketed and kisses on the mouth my Master forgetting his role as daddy's girl. He lets himself go and even slips a hand into his suit. I boiled a rage inside, He never would have shown such mercy to me. This fucking half virgin is now the seduct my Master!
I hate her, I love her!
The luxury shops of the resort displaying their sale items make her frantic; in an hour's the thousand swiss francs turned into shoes and high fashion accessories, yet eager for this luxurious debauchery '' low '' prices made this silly patter credit card at all costs. Medical school wait!
Around 16:00, we head to a deli to provide us with champagne and delicate appetizers.
North wind very violent rises, snow begins, our house is a few kilometers above and considered difficult winter access. We want to arrive before sunset. Back on the road, a small way . Night falls and we manage to reach our goal, a tiny wooden house ...
(to be continued...)
I quickly shave me sex and underarms, performed my ablutions, smear me the body of my lotion "Angel scent", redid my nails of hands and feet, make up on me and I donned in the Hollywood style of the 40's, pulled my new white corset, silk stockings and my and my long-sleeved sheath dress in crossover neckline rubans. still preparing a small suitcase with warm clothes and necessary to address the requirements of my beloved Master. At 6:55 I finished my preparations breath and gave me a double espresso.
At the requested time, I knelt down behind the front door, palms facing the sky. In this posture, I looked forward to the sound of my Master, my mind already was building miles scenarios for this mysterious trip to the mountains. time seemed endless, I spent those moments kneeling to prepare a few words of reverence for Him, if he allowed me to talk to him and look into his eyes.
But after twenty long minutes in this position, my muscles already came in pain, and began to subside me. He worried watching me through the camera installed at home, I was trying painfully to maintain correct posture ...
Well, I heard a key to enter my lock! I looked down, stretch every muscle in my body and opened my mouth up ... I saw his beautiful legs pass the porch. He threw a great package on the sofa and it directed toward the bathroom humming. I heard Him urinated loudly and emit a loud burp. It seemed to ignore my very presence.
Soon, i felt him back softly behind me ... suddenly he grabbed the hair, lifted me up, turned me around and kissed me greedily. He threw me on the couch, ordered me to sit, he placed the large rectangular box over my knee and sat down heavily on it (and on my knees). My legs were nearly breaking under the weight of my Master (double the mine). The rib cage crushed by his broad shoulders, I pulled my breath to swallow thin puffs of oxygen.
He grabbed my computer on the table. His magnificent voice, powerful and intimidating finally sank in my ear: "Little Justine, I'll check if you do your homework well! ".
It is even more strongly pressed against my chest preventing all access to the air to my lungs. Feeling my rising panic, he released the pressure and leaned forward to tapping away on my laptop, he checked the browsing history, eliminated some profiles "friend" He judged unhealthy various accounts that I had opened at His request on pornographic sites. He read all my conversations; a laugh sometimes be annoying to others, he scribbled a short comments evaluation grid and put crosses in small boxes.
He checked carefully the photographs I had selected on the Web, also noted. The weight of his body on my frail little legs beginning to make me suffer horribly and I could no longer hold my little moanings of pain. He took pleasure in prolonging the visit of the private blog that I dedicate to Him I give Him daily film detailing an account of my impressions and sexual fantasies of the day, my vows of devotion and abandonment to His control of original ideas that intensive viewing titillé.etc videos ...
Feeling the breaking point of my closest tibia He finally got up, brushed my lips smiled and said to my astonishment, "You've done well, Justine! if you swear on my sex that you remained chaste and you did not think me to other men throughout the week, you can open your gift ... "pointing to the package crush on my lap.
Blushing with pride and pleasure in this exceptional compliment, I began to knee, eyes to the ground, held out my arms toward his phallus and ventured a timid "I swear, Master"
Carefully I opened the box and there discovered a sublime long hooded coat shaved mink fur lined with fox.
Enjoying my surprise and my joy he quickly added, on a rather abrupt tone, "you shall have may need tonight. Before we left, I'll control your hygiene and complete your outfit. pull your dress up, you lean forward and put your hands against the wall. I executed it.
He began by smelling my slightly damp armpits, put his finger in each of my ear and licked., Pinched my nipples through my dress, slipped his hand on my spine, lifted my dress a little up, pulled panties of my corset to and hang on to my buttock. He sniffed at length my anus, it gave a little lick then slid his finger into my tight sphincters, took a few going-and-coming, withdrew it and put it against his nose to inhale the scent of my rectum. He spread my legs to kick my heels, lingered to see the bulging my clitoris and humidity of my vagina. He pressed his nose and breathed heavily. "Not bad. Just your asshole who still smell a little bit your shit, we will take care of it, I'll teach you to keep your craphole spotless for your Master! In the meantime I'll put that lbutt plug, I need your ass stay available if I had the urge to smear my cock, and you will also have a chastity belt to keep it up ... "
Than done, It also padlocked my slave collar, there hung a chain and dragged me to his car, opened the back door and threw me inside.
Bracelets where hanging from the handles on each side. It hindered me every wrists with rope and held up literally quartered me. He lit a flat screen for rear seat passengers and introduced headphones in my hears.Il took the wheel sent a text message saying "I have more surprises for you, I have to pick someone. »
I assumed that he was talking about my usual trainer: A Professional Dominatrix Lesbian He has contractually responsible for conducting my Sapphic education for 5 months. My temperature went up in the idea of being under the yoke of their demonic and divine minds cumulate.
But when we stopped in front of a Grand hotel in Geneva, a sublime unknown creature was waiting on the front. He made her get on the front passenger seat. We exchanged a glance, her beautiful green eyes reflected astonishment that only mine was equal.
"This is Larissa, she just eighteen and just beginning his career as an international escorte girl, she will spend the weekend with us you will be friend! Is not it? Until further notice I will not hear you and review your lesson well, there will be a quizz tonight! "
They exchanged a few words in Russian, the only language that seemed to control the girl and then he instructed a USB drive in the drive and increased the volume of my headphones up to a deafening volume and will restart.
The trip was a nightmare for me. Ä each contour, every bump in the road, my shoulder tension threatened to break up. My nose was practically glued to the screen that was broadcasting atrocious alternating sequences of sadism injunction to total obedience, recall the many rules my slavery and psychological humiliation concocted by my Master and my usual Dresseuse.
I tried surreptitiously staring at the unknown fresh in the rearview mirror. She was a stunning beauty. Noiraude with hair cut short, slender, sleek, stylish and sexy, still so young and already so woman!
Their conversation seemed to go well underway over the miles, she relaxed, and I felt a real complicity settled between my Master and his little whore. She laughed a lot and threw me mischievous and curious glances.
Sitting comfortably in front, she did not feel more embarrassed than that in the sight of my uncomfortable position and my little moans iof pain as my master was amused to violent wheel turns . My master suddenly noticed my blinks to the Slavic beauties, He gave me a black eye and further increased the volume of the headset when a poor girl screaming horribly tortured in my headphones.
Pressure changes due to altitude added to the loud noise massacred me the heard, out of strength, I burst into tears and cried the security word we agreed when I wanted a break in my persecution. He stopped immediately, cut video k, untied me and comforted me with tenderness, asked me about my needs, skillfully massaged my aching shoulders and allowed me to take a few steps in a dusted with snow clearing.
Larissa seemed to enjoy my situation and totally u*********s of my distress, she finished a cigarette and flicking despatched his butts on my face laughing innocently.
We resumed the road and arrived shortly before noon in a posh resort in the Southern Alps of Switzerland.
It was agreed that in public, we behaved in the most so "vanilla" that is and we entered into a gourmet restaurant:
Larissa was based perfectly in this jet set surrenfing, she played the role of the daughter of my master.
I, for cons, I felt to focus the eyes, dressed in my vison and a shimmering evening gown at noon, I was the slave diamond heatress courtesan, common kind in these cliques ! This was heightened by feelings of discomfort in my anal plug and iced my steel chastity belt rubbing my Mont de Venus. We sat all three to one discrete table.
I finally had the opportunity to learn more about the ukrainian whore. The conversation could be established only through my Masterr because she spoke neither English nor French. She came from Donetsk but lived Moscow lived with relatives, it intended to study medicine; his parents are ruined intellectuals. His Ballet Professor was introduced last month in a prestigious escort agency in Geneva.
My Master is the fifth only sought his services. She knows nothing about the world of kink but seems curious to learn.She was naughty and bubbly, and I feel that my Master focuses its attention on this beautiful ingenue and leaves me aside.
For dessert, it presents three notes of a thousand Swiss francs, hands him one and told him that the other two will be at it tomorrow if he is satisfied with his services.
She pocketed and kisses on the mouth my Master forgetting his role as daddy's girl. He lets himself go and even slips a hand into his suit. I boiled a rage inside, He never would have shown such mercy to me. This fucking half virgin is now the seduct my Master!
I hate her, I love her!
The luxury shops of the resort displaying their sale items make her frantic; in an hour's the thousand swiss francs turned into shoes and high fashion accessories, yet eager for this luxurious debauchery '' low '' prices made this silly patter credit card at all costs. Medical school wait!
Around 16:00, we head to a deli to provide us with champagne and delicate appetizers.
North wind very violent rises, snow begins, our house is a few kilometers above and considered difficult winter access. We want to arrive before sunset. Back on the road, a small way . Night falls and we manage to reach our goal, a tiny wooden house ...
(to be continued...)
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