1. TheSlave


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    past. Stephi was having more and more fun, becoming bolder and bolder in her sessions. She changed her appearance. She was wearing shorter skirts, or clothing that gave her better and quicker access to her own pleasure palace. She had learned that a ten minute haircut and five minute pubic trim or shave left her plenty of time for her own fun. She was no longer rushing home to experience her shattering orgasms or pulling over on the darkened roads. She was enjoying them, during the sessions. Stephi had learned how to speed things up in the session. She had so many clients that she could literally pick and choose which slave she wanted to play with and which slave would just get a haircut. She would toy with them, while playing with herself. On occasion, she was even bold enough to lean in close to their face, letting them hear her panting or moaning, as she exploded. One day, she was called back for a session with the arrogant “Adonis” slave. She knew by then, that he was extremely popular among the women. She had come to the conclusion that he was a private slave, because she had never seen him at auction. She learned this slave sold to only rich women, on pre-arranged deals and had never been seen at auction. A slave of this magnitude would bring top dollar and would make the owner literally a fortune. When Stephi arrived, she remembered the pathetic excuse for an orgasm that he had exhibited, the last time. Upon locking the door and approaching him, he laughed under his ...
    gag. He was arrogant. He had gotten her to jack him off last time and she had left utterly frustrated; but not this time. Stephi walked over to him, standing within inches of his face. In the position he was sitting, his face was only inches from her leather covered crotch. She was wearing one of her short mini skirts, with thigh high boots. She was already wet, thinking about what she was about to do. She rubbed her leathered thigh against his bare shoulder, letting him imagine her thigh high boots. He smiled, feeling his power over her. After all, every woman was after him, he knew it. The pathetic females couldn’t resist him. Stephi watched his long cock, fatten up. He was already wet around the mouth of his cock as he remembered the last time she had played with him. Stephi raised her mini skirt up, letting it rest around her hips. She was not wearing any panties, something she had stopped doing a long time ago. She leaned in closer to his face, letting him smell her delicious scent. She could hear him take in a deep breath through his nose. Stephi was very wet. She put her finger, just at the edge of her pussy lips, and dipped in between the wet lips. She then brought her finger forward and put it under the slave’s nose, letting him savor it for a few moments. She rubbed the heavy liquid across his upper lip, under his nose. He was f***ed to remember her scent. Stephi now moved quickly, because she wanted to make sure she had plenty of time for this special occasion. She ...