1. 3 A Dairy conversion part 1


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    pile. I warned her not to move and upset the little devils, as they tended to sting when upset; her eyes opened just a little wider as she took in that little detail and she referred to me with a rude word. Within seconds her black aggressors, (I later found they were a colony of large wood ants,) were creeping onto her naked body, seeking any damp fold in her skin, in just a few short minutes her lap was black with the little b**sts, they were to be seen crawling up across her belly. Soon the black hoard was exploring the sweaty area under her breasts, one sturdier fellow being first to crawl over her nipple causing her to groan. I gently slid her legs apart giving more access to her groin, she groaned as some of the little fellows found her clitoris, Her efforts to stay still now were to no avail and she began to wriggle gently, to her discomfort, the strongest ant was by now crawling up her throat, his friends wandering at will over her ample breasts, her lower areas a black carpet of moving bodies under the feet of these no sane human could have stayed still and Ann began to move about which irritated the ants as some were inevitably crushed; the rest began to sting, each little pin pricks, adding to her discomfort. Mindful that we had no real facilities to shower I tried to keep the ants from her head. Her body was beginning to become an unbearable mass of red pain-filled pinpricks. Her movements became more agitated and the ants more aggressive, unable to take more ...
    she said our safe word, so I released her hands helping her up and used the soft brush I keep in the car to sweep out the foot-wells, to sweep the little b**sts back onto the heap, naturally I began at the top. By the time I got down to her mid-rift, she was shaking her tail like a demented dancer, stamping her feet like an Italian in a g**** vat and attempting to remove as many of the little pests as she could. Her backside cleft was still running with the things and her fanny lips swollen as they were from the stings were still well populated. The brush did as well as I could manage, but the odd ant still remained when I led her to the veranda, dropping the cool silky dress down over the now violated body. I led her through to the dungeon were we carefully removed the dress throwing a rope over the central beam I soon had her secured then swept her body down again paying of course special attention to her still infested clefts, over some old newspaper which was soon back outside returning the more adventurous to the hill. Her eyes told me she needed to climax so whip in hand I gave her a few gentle strokes. The tenderised skin still stinging from the ants took little whipping to get a reaction, by the first dozen strokes her climax was obviously near, deep breaths, nipples like hat pegs, flushed face, each stroke took her nearer, then the dam broke on a massive climax, her body slumped in the cuffs, as her spend ran down her legs and her bladder released itself, with a deep ...
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