1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    holding me in a vain attempt to break free and hold her in my arms. I felt her weight on her arms clasped tight around my neck as she wrapped her legs around my body and clamped herself tightly to me. She ground her body against mine as we explored each others mouths with our tongues. ur breath was coming in ragged gasps as we both fought against the pressure of our corsets. Our pelvises pressed tight together and ground against each other as we both tried in vain to feel some contact within our cruel chastities. I was shocked when I noticed Mistress across the room. She was laughing. She was coming toward us and she was laughing. I tried to warn Renee but I couldn't say anything with my tongue in her mouth, or with hers in mine for that matter. A warning became fruitless in the next moment anyway. I had just an instant of warning as I saw the bucket in Mistress's hands. I saw her beginning to swing the bucket toward us and I saw the water leave the bucket on its course toward our heads. I didn't see any ice cubes in it but they must have been there. I have never felt such cold water. Renee released her grip on me and fell to the floor at my feet. She lay there curled up and shivering as I shivered suspended in my framework. Mistress stepped back and looked at us with an expression of total disdain. &#034You little sluts. Like a pair of dogs in heat but I don't know who is the bitch. Renee, go out to the waiting room and wait there. You'll be punished later. You'll both be ...
    punished later. Now we have to finish with Teresa. I'm sure you'll be glad to know Teresa that your braces just got more extensive and restrictive thanks to that little display. I hope you enjoyed yourself because you will pay for it.&#034 Renee looked so dejected and forlorn as she hobbled to the door. Her hair hung in wet strings and her makeup was smudged and running down her cheeks. I believe she was crying but I couldn't be sure if they were tears or just water from the drenching Mistress had given us both. When she reached the door she turned and gave me a wink. My heart soared and I knew we were now a couple, a team who could handle anything our Mistresses might do to us. I winked back at her and saw the trace of a smile as she turned and left the room. Joanne pushed a large cart over beside the framework. It held several buckets of water, many rolled plaster-of-Paris bandages and piles of strips of plaster-of-Paris bandage. She began immediately and took the first roll out of one of the buckets and squeezed the excess water out and began to wrap it around my right foot. She placed a long, narrow fabric pad along the outside of my leg and then continued to wrap the plaster around and up my leg. She worked quickly and in almost no time both my legs were covered with plaster and she was working on my pelvis. She placed pads under the cast at the spots where I assumed she would cut the cast off of me after it had hardened. The plaster got warm as it hardened and I was ...
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