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SlaveSo far the slave girl had performed well. Could she be the one he had been seeking? Time would tell and the master grinned inwardly at what he had planned for the rest of the evening. He looked once again into her eyes as she hung suspended from the iron ceiling beams. The muscles in her arms were taunt and the nipples on her chest were pink and hard. Her only clothing was her black cotton shorts.“You have done well”, her told her, “I will release you now and we will have something to eat”. He released the brown leather restraints that held her hands and kissed her as she collapsed into his arms. They both chose boneless chicken and pizza from the large assortment of food in the kitchen. The girl waited for him to sit and then sat on the floor at his feet. “No my dear slave come sit on my lap”, he said softly. He place his plate on the arm of the sofa and she sat on his lap with her plate in her lap. He moved her long black hair to the side and licked behind her ear. She arched her back and moaned slightly in response. “Do you wish to continue with me tonight my slave or shall I take you to a hotel near the airport”? She turned towards him and her face was suddenly pale. “Have I displeased you my master?….please I wish to stay with you tonight”! His pale blue eyes met hers. He was silent for about a full minute then he said, “no you have done nothing wrong, I just want to make sure you wish to continue”.“Yes master she said, I want to stay with you tonight”.“We shall continue but staying with me tonight depends on what happens next”. She accepted this and for some time they ate in silence along on the couch. His hand move up and down her legs and occasionally inside her shorts. He ignored her bare breasts and this puzzled her. She felt his hardness between her legs and he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “move your hips slowly slave, I do not want a lap dance but I want to feel you move against me, do you understand”?She nodded her head and began to thrust her hips slowly with short pauses between each slow thrust. To others in the room the movement was almost impossible to notice. His hands moved down to her hips and he began to guide her momentarily. She developed the proper timing and his hands moved back to her legs, stroking her inner thighs. They continued to eat and another couple sat next to them and they canlı bahis chatted briefly. He was a younger man, tall and slim. She looked to be in her early 50s with dyed red hair and a tank top that barely contained her ample breasts. She was an experience cougar and the young man was her latest find. The man introduced the woman on his lap as Natalie, his slave. Natalie smiled happily and her hips began to move faster. The more experienced woman noticed and smiled.The man asked his slave if she remembered the black dress and she nodded swallowing the last of her food. “Then go change my dear”, the much older man told her. He turned to the other couple and told them they were leaving. He went on the back porch and gave his thanks to the hosts of the party and told them he would be in touch. The girl emerged from a bedroom wearing a long black cotton skirt. The man smiled at her and lead her to his white Lexus sedan His hand was on her hip and then slid to her ass as he opened the door for her. He could tell from the quick touch she wasn’t wearing any underwear and he smiled that she had remembered this detail as well.“Where are we going now”, she asked? “My apartment but we have another stop first”. He pulled slowly out of the drive of the farmhouse and onto the rural highway. Then he passed the turnoff to the interstate and turned left on a two lane county road. It was growing dark and he set the cruise control on 45 and turned on some music. Opening the console to his right he took out a small bottle of orange liquid and place a small amount of it on his middle finger. The girl look at him curious.“Eyes on the road slave” he snapped! “You are free to express yourself anyway you desire on the way home but you must look straight ahead, do you understand”? She nodded again and closed her eyes not knowing what to expect. The road was straight and as she looked straight ahead, his right hand moved to her skirt and his finger stroked the outer edges of the center of her desire. She arched her back expecting him to plunge his finger deep inside her, yet he did not. He moved his middle finger slowly up and down her slit and she moaned softly. She started to look down but he again commanded her to look forward and she did.The surface of her pussy lips were smooth and this pleased him as it allowed him to slide all around the bahis siteleri edges and slide all around her vaginal walls. He drove for several miles then turned off to another side road but his hands continued their patient work teasing the outer edges of her passion. The girl began to pant and the man began to ask her how each different touch felt. He touch began to become harder as he entered her and began to massage the inner walls of her womanhood. She began to wiggle in her seat and her face began to contort. “Oh mater that feels so good”, she gasped!Her insides became warm and started to leak her special juices. The man began to move all of his fingers and then his thumb into the action. Eventually his entire hand started to rub rapidly over her glory hole. His hand dipped into her juices till it became more of a massage than a fingering. After several minutes only his palm made contact with her body, pressing in hard and slow. Her hips began to grind and he breath came in ragged gasps. She was nearing a massive climax when the man withdrew his hand and pulled calmly into a small roadside rest stop.The girl began to finger herself in frustration, wanting to finish what the man had started. He grabbed both of her hands and pulled them away from the wet throbbing flesh between her legs. “That will have to wait slave girl. You have another test”.He took her to a concrete picnic table to the left of the building that housed the restrooms and snack machines. He told the girl to wait on the side of the table that faced the parking lot and he went to a small trailer that offered free coffee. The man returned to the table and sat next to the girl. He told her to look straight ahead and to remain passive. His had reached under the table and under her dress. His hand started as before slowly tracing the outside edges of her desire but then his middle finger thrust hard and deep inside of her. She gasped but his cold look cause her to withhold her reaction. “That is good my slave, smile but do not react to what I am doing to you”. His hand worked swiftly but he calmly sipped his coffee and made small talk with the girl. Her body began to shake but her face remained passive. The man could feel the wetness inside of her increase as his hand moved to her clit. She turned to him and without changing expression said calmly “oh damned bahis şirketleri master that feels good”! At last she could stand it no more and her head fell to the table covered in her hand and her hips moved in time to her last orgasm. The man smiled and told the girl she had done well and it was now time for him to take her to his home. He took her hand an lead her back to the Lexus. She slid into the black leather seats and leaned back in the seat. He told her to relax and the next part would be both fun and easy. Turning right onto the highway he placed a disc in the cd player and the sound of ocean waves filled the car.The man looked at the girl and smiled a wolfish smile and told her to close her eyes and relax. Then slowly, methodically he took her into a progression of stages or relaxation, asking her to tense and relax different muscle groups. Then he got her to imagine a warming sensation at the base of her spine that traveled up her back and into the rest of her body. By the time the progression ended there were on a dark county road driving slowly through the night.He ended his progression by slowly turning the music off. “Are you relaxed now my young slave”, he asked?“Yes my master I am very relaxed”.“Good now I want you to recall when I touched you earlier, both in the car and at the rest stop…do you remember that my slave”?“The young girl smiled contentedly, of course I do my master…it was wonderful”!“Good said the older man…now I want you to put your finger in your mouth to moisten it and then to touch yourself like I had touched you….do not open your eyes when you do this….just touch yourself gently and stroke the outer walls of your vagina…”.The girl did as she was told and soon her hips began to grind and her breath started to quicken. The man asked her questions about how it felt and she could not answer. She could only make soft pleasure sounds. The man then instructed her not to think of the hands now deep within her as her’s but as his. After this suggestion the smile on her face grew bigger and her hands began to move more rapidly. The suggestions continued and the man began to get her to imagine she was not in her car but on the couch and then in bed with the man and he was using not just his fingers but his but his tongue as well. By the time they turned off the dark county road and onto a traveled highway the girl was in a total frenzy of passion unaware of the streetlights or of the few cars they passed in the night. She was alone with thoughts of the man’s touch, sucking and licking all of her body.

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