1. The Chair Shoppe


    Date: 6/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: tekkar, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    morning yet. She hadn't been in heat like this for many years but still she was happy to be back on the Island. Leaving the OWK & the cold behind had been a great incentive to return especially after talking to Rebecca & learning how she had taken complete control of the Island. Better still was learning how Regina had come of age & now had a neighboring Island to call her own. Two Witches, two Islands she thought. Could there be a third? She felt her skin tingle just thinking about it. Helene, like Rebecca had never cared for Bimini Island as they always seemed to put their Island down. With their Pro-Am Tennis tourney's & wealthier White Residents, they made no secret of their self appointed superiority, treating their Black native population as less than second class people. Native's on this Island, now one of two Femina Islands enjoyed a better life back then & an even better one now. Like Rebecca she was color blind......Well as far as Women went....Slave's were Slave's no matter what color they were. Yes, it was good to be back. The cool air in the Chair Shoppe was welcomed as all eyes turned to her as she came onto the showroom floor. Bev was just hanging up the Shoppe phone as Helene entered. She quickly welcomed Helene to the Shoppe after hanging up the phone call from Rebecca. Bev's girl's followed her lead seeing how she was greeting the tall Nordic blond. Easily over six feet tall in a all white tennis outfit, the skirt barely covering her crotch as each step she ...
    took flashed the matching white panties below. Other women stood around watching the blond Amazon as she began looking over the different chairs. Women who had been seated, enjoying the oral ministrations of the Slave's beneath them quickly rose as Helene came to their chair for a closer look. The skinny White boy who had spent weeks inside a carousel horse at the Rec Field gasped for air as the huge Black Woman who had been sitting on his now wet & fragrant face rose up as Helene approached. Light flooded in, blinding him & when his vision began to focus he was looking up under Helene's very short skirt. If he could of rubbed his eyes he would of. He was looking up between two well tanned huge thighs & the white panties covering her cunni & ass. Taking a deep breath, thinking his face would soon be buried in this pantied crotch was then let out slowly as he saw something moving in the gusset & seat of the white panties. Soon he made out the outline of a man struggling inside the panty gusset & even thought he could at first hear a faint cry it became cries as the outline of a tiny hand pressed against the panty partly wedged in the huge asscrack until he saw the massive asscheeks clench making the tiny hand disappear. The young chair Shoppe face slave, an ex-con like thousands of others, wondered how those two tiny men could survive. When the Amazon Woman stepped away he had to rely on his ears but soon there were too many voices for him to make anything out. It grew dark as ...
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