C and M attended a party at the house of some friends. The atmosphere was filled with music and alcohol. C, in a black dress that accentuated her voluptuous buttocks, moved graciously among the guests, attracting gazes. One of the men observed her with interest. M, always attentive, noticed the man's fixation and felt a mix of jealousy and excitement.
He approached the man with a sly smile and said: It seems you can't take your eyes off my slut. He murmured confidentially. Would you like to join us for some fun? The man, surprised but intrigued, nodded nervously.
Satisfied with the response, M returned with C and offered her a glass of wine. Drink, slut. I want you to relax and enjoy this night, he whispered in her ear. C, feeling the intoxication of the alcohol and the promise of something more, took the glass and began to dance provocatively, ignoring the plan that had been hatched behind her back.
Little later, the three of them went to a private room. As they closed the door, M addressed C with a firm voice: You're my dirty slut, aren't you? Kneel down and get ready, slut. Without questioning, C obeyed, kneeling before her Master.
With a mix of excitement and submission, C gave herself completely to the moment. The situation intensely stimulated her, and she began to suck M's cock. She remembered her recent experience and dedicated herself with fervor to enjoying (she wanted to enjoy the taste of semen and pleasure it provided). She leaned deeply, making a deep throat while her mouth filled with saliva. The sound of her sucking and the vision of her mouth overflowing made M groan with pleasure. Saliva dripped from his lips and slid down his skin, increasing the intensity of the moment.
M, driven by the combination of pleasure and control, imperatively indicated to the man that he should approach. The guest, unbuttoning his pants, approached while C, still kneeling, started sucking his penis with the same enthusiasm. Meanwhile, M spat on C's ass and began to press his fingers against it to start dilating it. Taking advantage of the abundant saliva C had left on his cock, he started introducing his penis into C's ass. The penetration was smooth at first, but soon the rhythm intensified. M synchronized with C's movements, who continued to suck the guest with fervor, creating a symphony of agitated breaths and moans. The atmosphere in the room was charged with lust, with the sounds of pleasure mixing with the rhythm of actions.
At the end of the encounter, when the intensity began to decrease, M looked at C with an expression of satisfaction. Go wash yourself, slut. We have to get back to the party, he ordered firmly. However, C, still breathing heavily and drenched in recent pleasure, disobeyed the order (she knew that this disobedience would lead to punishment at some point, and it excited her even more.). The need to prolong the pleasure was so intense that she leaned forward, licking and cleaning both men's cocks with fervor. With each lick, her excitement increased.
After obeying the order, she went to the bathroom to wash herself. Before returning to the party, she searched, confused and unsuccessfully, for her tiny thong in the room and bathroom. Although she couldn't clarify what had happened to her underwear, the memory of the pleasure lived and the promise of future experiences kept her in a state of anticipated excitement.
Afterward, she found out that the guest had taken the thong as a memento of their encounter.
He approached the man with a sly smile and said: It seems you can't take your eyes off my slut. He murmured confidentially. Would you like to join us for some fun? The man, surprised but intrigued, nodded nervously.
Satisfied with the response, M returned with C and offered her a glass of wine. Drink, slut. I want you to relax and enjoy this night, he whispered in her ear. C, feeling the intoxication of the alcohol and the promise of something more, took the glass and began to dance provocatively, ignoring the plan that had been hatched behind her back.
Little later, the three of them went to a private room. As they closed the door, M addressed C with a firm voice: You're my dirty slut, aren't you? Kneel down and get ready, slut. Without questioning, C obeyed, kneeling before her Master.
With a mix of excitement and submission, C gave herself completely to the moment. The situation intensely stimulated her, and she began to suck M's cock. She remembered her recent experience and dedicated herself with fervor to enjoying (she wanted to enjoy the taste of semen and pleasure it provided). She leaned deeply, making a deep throat while her mouth filled with saliva. The sound of her sucking and the vision of her mouth overflowing made M groan with pleasure. Saliva dripped from his lips and slid down his skin, increasing the intensity of the moment.
M, driven by the combination of pleasure and control, imperatively indicated to the man that he should approach. The guest, unbuttoning his pants, approached while C, still kneeling, started sucking his penis with the same enthusiasm. Meanwhile, M spat on C's ass and began to press his fingers against it to start dilating it. Taking advantage of the abundant saliva C had left on his cock, he started introducing his penis into C's ass. The penetration was smooth at first, but soon the rhythm intensified. M synchronized with C's movements, who continued to suck the guest with fervor, creating a symphony of agitated breaths and moans. The atmosphere in the room was charged with lust, with the sounds of pleasure mixing with the rhythm of actions.
At the end of the encounter, when the intensity began to decrease, M looked at C with an expression of satisfaction. Go wash yourself, slut. We have to get back to the party, he ordered firmly. However, C, still breathing heavily and drenched in recent pleasure, disobeyed the order (she knew that this disobedience would lead to punishment at some point, and it excited her even more.). The need to prolong the pleasure was so intense that she leaned forward, licking and cleaning both men's cocks with fervor. With each lick, her excitement increased.
After obeying the order, she went to the bathroom to wash herself. Before returning to the party, she searched, confused and unsuccessfully, for her tiny thong in the room and bathroom. Although she couldn't clarify what had happened to her underwear, the memory of the pleasure lived and the promise of future experiences kept her in a state of anticipated excitement.
Afterward, she found out that the guest had taken the thong as a memento of their encounter.
0 comentários - Chapter 6: Complete Submission