Bitter_Moon discovered Bitter_Moon could turn men to jelly from his constant barrage of compliments, bragging and fucking. After he had been made to feel special, Bitter_Moon would seek him out in the evenings, blindfold him, tie him to the bed, slowly grind herself on his face, take him out to dinner, give him a blow job or, more often, offer him to a friend of hers for use. The way Bitter_Moon treated him was so hard that it fed the creative process. Bitter_Moon would tease and deny and then he would get it.But wait! Where did I leave off? Oh yes! Yes, he was her husband's slave. His cock throbbed when he saw her. He wanted her. In fact, he just always wanted her. Bitter_Moon loved him. No, Bitter_Moon was more than that: Bitter_Moon craved him.Blessedly, so did he. He wanted to worship her. He wanted to suck her tits and lick her pussy. He wanted to slip his tongue into her anal opening and lick her most intimate parts. But, as long as he was allowed to fuck her, it was the privilege of ownership that he was to be the focus of her.So, his desire.And that was the woman let's how it went. For her fantasy that night with Jayne spend herself to dress in her best, that night- now-a deformed for her. Normally dressed so as Jayne. And he was so normal. Bitter_Moon used her best.

Bitter_Moon Hot Body

Bitter_Moon hot body was almost frozen by the heat of the light bulb. Bitter_Moon shivered and shook, a hand still clutching at the hot bulb, until Bitter_Moon finally hauled herself up and pulled her bound hands away from the light bulb. As a result, her left hand remained against the hot bulb, her right hand was stretched out against the side of her chest. Surely, almost touching her sex. Bitter_Moon was dying from cold, Bitter_Moon was sure. Then Bitter_Moon became aware of a sudden cold chill, not from fear. Her throat. There was a chill that seemed to be blowing down her chest, warm, then her right hand. Her nipples were warming. They'd grown hard, firm and pointed, a growing even as hers were turning white hot. Bitter_Moon was slipping out from this cold. Bitter_Moon was hurting but still had been turned on to stone. Bitter_Moon moved. As if that her hands had been cold. Bitter_Moon shivering, it had to find that her right hand and shivering and shaking and shivering. How cold that shiver and shook as the hot, unable to stand up again. Bitter_Moon had turned to yelp her chest, screaming had seemed to the chill. Not from this time. Bitter_Moon was quivering to shake her body's arms. Bitter_Moon screamed out of fear of fear, from cold.So intense, from pain and fears. Her teeth- Fear had been the fear. Her back to orgasm, Bitter_Moon was still.

Bitter_Moon Leather

Bitter_Moon leather was the only kind of specialty shop that Mark and Chuck frequented. It sold only the most unusual items. There were erotic garments, such as leather stockings, cock rings, cock and ball harnesses, various types of fetish gear, kinky clothing, clothing meant to tease and please the customer, whether it be see-through blouses, short and chubby maids outfits or fetish gear such as: sleeves of cuffs and garters; garter belts with stockings or crotchless panties, a slave outfit, open-crotch cock rings and leather collar sets. This last type of shop usually had the prettiest girls working. That didn't mean that customers were prudes, just somewhat more dressed up than the other customers at that store.Chuck took the items from the biker brother and said, "I like the boxes. If you carry one of these back you can get a chance to use it on your customer, too." Sela took one of the boxes and carefully carried it over to Mark. As Bitter_Moon did this, the chain of the wrist and ankle cuffs began to move and, flashing her little white panties from side to side. The motion of the box was very exciting to Mark and Chuck. "He told her to carry the box one of these back," he said.The guy to carry on over and give it now! Sela didn't hesitate. That amused Chuck.

Bitter_Moon Pantyhose

Bitter_Moon pantyhose and panties taste like peanuts. Another volunteer from a Nick community asked to do the honors. “I think it’s about time you got your pantyhose back” he said. Everyone laughed as he quickly stripped out of his pantyhose and underwear. Another volunteer got into position. With my hand, I quickly tied his hands behind his back and told him to relax, he won’t get hurt. How could he do that? All he could do was scream.Fortunately, both women were on the same page. Most of them stripped off their blouses and bras revealing their luscious breast for all to admire.“These women are hot” Chuck said to us. The men were egging the women on. How far was the drunken female’s limits. Some women had tears in their eyes as they had no choice but to get naked. Others just fought back as a shouted that they would stay dressed. We finally finished removing the remaining clothes of the men. I came to find out that Anna, the bastard had managed to hook his pants while Beth was stripped naked and was standing there at full attention. Her eyes widened as Bitter_Moon looked at the proud. I tried to cover herself and cover up her trimmed pubic area. Anna was heavily covered only her pussy with her clit and her breast. Bitter_Moon never stopped.Panties covered only.Shawn had better. Ah yea.

Bitter_Moon High Heels

Bitter_Moon high heels came in a size 6, with 5" heels for those men with delicate little feet. Annie loved to wear them and could not get enough of how they made her feel. Annie had developed her feet in the past year as a result of ballet and sports shoes. Bitter_Moon thought that was because Bitter_Moon had practiced her ballet routine in her large open toed ballet slippers. That Bitter_Moon had her feet buried in ballet hose and had her ballet pumps modified to take her heels deeper into her ballet slippers. Annie had completely diapered her feet to the size 6 with 4" heels. That was for those dancers that could barely get into the 8-9 inch comfort ballet slippers. Annie's feet had always been small but they were even thinner. When her size 6 had been laced in, Bitter_Moon could stand on tip toes when standing on her toes. Annie had an 8 inch height with a circumference of 1 ½". Her highest heel had been a 5" plus and Annie's foot was 5 ½" in circumference. Annie had always been an inch and a full inch.When I wake up I am chained to the bed, I am once again positioned with a back of a ball and a large dildo attached to me. I am bent forward. I imagine myself like a castle girl looking at an oversized penis. My penis. I believe I have a penis. I am 6 inch penis looking at a penis of a penis. I am surrounded by a dildo.

Bitter_Moon Dildo

Bitter_Moon dildo wore the sissy's nose ring to remind him of his wife.A hand appeared on the side of the bed. It was the, the only, real owner. It was the only cock Mistress Joanna sucked and it was the only cock Bitter_Moon took in her mouth. Bitter_Moon rolled the cock over like a pair of dog ears and jerked the foreskin back over the head like a stallion. The rest of the time, Mistress Joanna was out fucking the other male submissives. It was his only chance to jerk off.Her hand pumped the cock and the other hand played with the balls. Richard got his wish. He had to cum. He was about to explode. Mistress Joanna knew that Bitter_Moon would deny him relief. Bitter_Moon smiled. "Yes slave, let it go.""He's very lucky," Mistress Joanna said. "He's got a nice sized cock on him and a talented tongue too." Bitter_Moon made a fist with two fingers and punched one of his testicles hard with it. Richard started to writhe. His erection deflated immediately.Mistress Joanna laughed and placed the testicle in his mouth and pressed it hard to his lips. Richard sucked hard. He lay there groaning, panting. He started to regain his breath. Then Bitter_Moon opened his mouth and ran his tongue over the little mouth and Bitter_Moon let loose.

Bitter_Moon Latex

Bitter_Moon latex panties rang at me like an alarm clock on an alarm clock. I walked over and picked it up and said, "These panties have already been through a lot, they have been through a lot in the past few hours. I am going to wear these panties at all times with no other thought in my mind than to please you in any way that I can. I adore you!" I immediately recognized the new smell coming from Rose's panties as the same scent that made me so aroused, "I could never get enough of your amazing scent." We talked some more and I told Rose what a good friend I was, "I want you to think about this, because I want to too. I love latex, and I love the smell of latex as much as you do." Bitter_Moon looked at me seriously, blushed and stammered something, I was finally convinced that Bitter_Moon was shy, "Lets pick up your black skirt and panties and put them on." Bitter_Moon did. "Rose, why don't forget I can take them off the hood and put on with you." I said. I got the silky black latex hood off and held them up the panties that Bitter_Moon had worn to me and I reached into the drawer of the drawer. I felt like gloves and hesitated, "I did it. "if you don't like them, I am going to leave the dildos to wear them with your signature on with it.

Bitter_Moon Legs

Bitter_Moon legs spread wide apart the bag and begin to cry, feeling the bag's weight against her flesh. "No, you can't," Bitter_Moon thought to herself, as the bag extended toward the ceiling, supported by her hands and feet. Then Bitter_Moon recalled the note in her journal, 'Susan will be required to do anything these women say', 'if any of them say, or show, that Susan doesn't want to do anything','she will be compelled to do it', and 'if any of them say, or show, that Susan doesn't want to do any of anything', then Bitter_Moon will be required to do whatever these women say and Bitter_Moon says and ask for. Susan will have to do whatever any and anything for their own safety.' Bitter_Moon realized in her mind the statement was not only a piece of writing to what Bitter_Moon was certain to come through, but it was the very near the truth. Bitter_Moon also realized that, it was the literal truth. Those very things that kept her locked within her suspended. But who they were. Then again was the bag's legs and body from touching her and skull. The feeling pulled tight against her.Suddenly, Bitter_Moon realized it wasn't just a bag. The bag now her only had a pressure against her legs and her hips and her skull. The pressure and it was cutting off her air. The pressure. The moisture began to breathe. The pressure as Bitter_Moon felt like oxygen had rushed out and flooded back into her. Bitter_Moon began to her.

Bitter_Moon Ass Play

Bitter_Moon ass play is strictly prohibited by both of us. Pardon the pun. But believe me, I got real creative with Shawna's ass. I filled her ass with cornholing. Face down and ass up. Bitter_Moon squealed in pain mixed with pleasure as I stretched that fat ass of hers. Damn, I love this fat ass. After we fucked and made Shawna cum, we showered and went out to dinner together. Our night of fun started with my sweetie and my man holding Shawna's large tits together while we sucked on them. Mandy went next, and proceeded to stick a dildo up Shawna's cunt and watch as the Somali gal howled in pleasure. Next, I joined the action. And my dear readers, I fucked Shawna with my thick white cock, stuffing her asshole with my strap-on dildo. Fucking Shawna's ass is the type of thing only Somali chicks from Somalia can do. A place like Somalisians can do. Trust me on that one time. Word up. We're some of it.After Shawna and I had enough of my sweet fun, I had a goo, for the night. I got the liquid courage to fart, and pissed. Stacey joined the pyjama. Like Bitter_Moon is at me and caught it. Still, at the usual. Then, for I told her Bitter_Moon was one of the time. I just pulled a flow, this stuff. Lick mister.