1. I Dominus - Part 2


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    spread your ass." She flinched at my words and hesitated. She now understood what Jessica meant: as crude as what I said sounded, it was super sexy. "Now," I said in a stern tone. She nodded and slowly bent over, placed her hands on her ass cheeks and spread them for me. I slapped her cunt hard with an upward swing of my hand. Her knees buckled and she winced in pain as her hands left her ass and covered her cunt. "Stay bent over and keep your ass spread for me," I snarled. She nodded and assumed the position again. Her cunt was still stinging from the blow. "Both your holes look like they haven't been properly used in ages. Is that why you're here, Heather?" I grinned as I asked the question. Heather moaned, "Yes." I slapped her cunt hard again. "Sir." She winced, held in a cry and sobbed, "Yes, Sir." "On your hands and knees," I barked at her as I stood up from the recliner. She immediately obeyed; her cunt was still stinging, she didn't want it hit again. I pushed her head to the floor with my foot. She turned her head and I held it pinned tight to the carpet. "Do you have any doubts about your place, for the remainder of our time together?" I calmly asked her. "No, Sir," she replied as I put more pressure on her head. "Good. If you behave and obey me, I'll make sure both your holes look like a dirty, two bit whore's, after I am finished with you." I grinned down at her and took my foot off her head. The word 'whore', made her wetter. She felt shame at being aroused by ...
    being degraded. I reached down, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. When she was upright, I kept pulling her hair upwards and watched her dance. "Ow-ow-ow-ow," Heather yelped as she danced on her toes. "You've got big tits, Heather. I love watching big tits, jiggle and bounce," I growled in to her ear and smacked one of her bouncing breasts. "Fuuuckowwww!" she squealed. I led her to the bed and pushed her face in to the mattress. “Spread your whore cunt,” I growled and kicked her legs apart. “Fuuuuck,” Heather softly moaned. If any of what she was feeling was shame, she didn’t recognize it. The filthy words almost made her cum. She reached around with both hands and spread her whore cunt. I ran my fingertips over her slit, “You’re fucking soaked, whore,” I calmly stated and slid two fingers deep inside her. “Ohhhhhhyeeees!” she gasped, and rocked her hips. At that moment, Heather thought of the countless times her husband tested her wetness with one fingertip. The countless times she had secretly wished he would plunge all four fingers inside her and make her scream. “More, put more in,” she begged. “Hmmm, you’re a special kind of whore, aren’t you, Heather?” I teased her and withdrew my fingers from her slick hole. “Ohhhhhhpleeeease!” she pleaded, the ache inside her reverberated in her words. “You’ve yet to earn anything,” I grinned and slapped her firm, round ass. I slapped her cheeks again, “Ohplease what?” I snarled. “Ohhhhhhpleeeease, Sir!” she panted ...
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