1. The Island, Chapter 12


    Date: 4/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cock & ball torture, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female Domination, First Time, Male / Female Teens, Oral Sex, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 77.2, Source: sexstories.com

    seductively within the red panties, and her large breasts jiggling with each step. Her nipples were now stiff with anticipation as she planned her attack. She held up her sharp nails for me to see, then reached for my groin with them. I cringed, expecting a vicious clawing, but instead she surprised me by gently raking the nails up my scrotum, and then the length of my shaft. My dick, which had wilted somewhat as I pled my case, instantly sprang to life and a hiss of pleasure escaped my lips. “Someone’s ready to please, I see,” she said mockingly. She gripped my bare penis with one hand, and with the other began running a fingernail around the engorged head. At one point she dipped the sharp tip into my pee hole, bringing a sharp yelp from me. “Let’s see how this big meat of yours tastes.” She abruptly knelt in front of me and slurped my dick into her mouth. I groaned, and several of the girls chuckled. “You better hope she doesn’t bite it off, mister!” Hannah taunted. But Samantha seemed to be only interested in driving me wild with pleasure, not pain. Her tongue was swirling around my dickhead as she bobbed her head up and down, twisting her hand and sliding it up and down the shaft in counterpoint to her talented mouth. “Oh, Jesus!” I moaned. “Don’t stop. That’s wonderful!” The sensations immediately ceased as she pulled her mouth from my peter, and were replaced by pain as she tightened her grip on my nuts, using her nails to inflict more pain. I cried out ...
    involuntarily, shocked by the sudden turnaround. “You don’t give the orders here!” she said angrily. “This is all about the girl’s pleasure, remember?” “Yes, yes!” I said desperately. “I’m sorry. I was just encouraging you, not telling you what to do. I’m at your mercy.” I closed my eyes and waited. “That’s better,” she said, mollified. “Remember who’s in charge here. You want pleasure and not pain? You have to beg for it.” “You tell him, Samantha!” yelled Toni. My eyes opened. She still seemed pretty angry, but many of the other girls were getting aroused by the show, and I saw a few hands touching breasts and slipping down panties, sometimes not even those belonging to the owner of that particular hand. “Whatever you want me to do, just tell me,” I said quietly, my eyes closing again in submission. “Beg me for pleasure,” she instructed. “You can call me Mistress Samantha.” “I love what you’re doing, Mistress Samantha. You’re too good to me; I don’t deserve it. But if it’s your desire, please continue. My life is in your hands.” Maybe that was going a little too far, but I figured they wanted to be in control, and I was happy to do whatever they wanted at this point. Gentle stroking resumed. “That’s better,” she purred. “But what can you offer me in return for the pleasure I give you?” “I can bring you to ecstasy, Mistress. I can be your sex slave and do whatever your body needs. Just tell me what you like.” She placed her full lips back around my cock, resuming her ministrations as she ...
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