The phone call
Theresa Brecht had prepared for their new customers Sjefaldson Magnus, a handsome late thirties from Sweden, who was a chemist at the Dr. Schell chemistry deals made. A strictly combed back hair, ending in a topknot, white blouse, a long black velvet skirt with a side leg slit, which fell to the ankles down, flesh-colored nylon stockings, white leather pumps with a medium, rather thick heel. Your client, who was released today for his second visit was waiting, already in the living room of his mistress. He mastered the German language, paid well, but had strange desires. “ I do not care, thought and Theresa left her bedroom.
“Ah, the gentleman from Sweden,” she greeted him, “they have not yet stripped yes. I forgot the tail, until my return, they have stripped themselves stark naked and sit on the couch.”
Theresa holding a willow entered her living room, glanced at her bare customers that covered his hands shyly with his genitals.
“They stand on,” commanded Theresa, “hands behind his back, I would like to see their tail, otherwise they feel the mine,” she pointed to him with a slight cut on his butt that Theresa loved well because he stood well formed and presented itself.
“Mr. Sjefaldson, can begin our session, they are ready?”
He nodded approvingly.
Theresa asked if she should read something today.
He nodded approvingly.
“Because I’m going to recite something from a special dictionary. Put it down again. ”
Theresa went to the kitchen, carefully opened a Rüttgers champagne, a small waterfall gushed from the bottle neck into the kitchen sink. She took a train out of the bottle strong and would have swallowed it almost went to the library and returned with an old, back in leather-bound book.
“Would you take a look at me?” She asked.
Mr. Sjefaldson nodded. Theresa stood before him, lifted up her skirt for a few seconds. Panting, the customer was staring at her pubic area, because Theresa was not wearing panties.
“Enough!”, The rock was blocking the view again. Theresa grabbed the set on the table ready-set eyes and mask obscured his eyes. The dictionary was opened by her and she began to read, it is by his side.
“Abküssen and licking. In this treatment, the slave suffers not, it might even cause him pleasure. The ruling lady distributed small drop of honey on her body, which must remove the slave with kisses. Instead of honey butter or jam can also be used. If the slave but a little to be lowered so the food is rubbed between the toes. If the ruler in a more intimate relationship with the slave is, they will reward him so that he may remove the nectar from her pubic hair. The lady should let their imaginations run wild. It defines the regions of the body to which he may dare with his mouth. ”
Theresa tenderly touched his penis steeply dipping, slowly pushed his foreskin down and continued:
“Absam. This treatment is a joyful thing for the slaves when he loses his voluptuous seeds. Men are very eager for this experience. Sit on their slaves and they push his foreskin up and down. Does the lady breaks in the treatment of the male penis, thus increasing his power. Only the ruler determined the timing of his coming. Leather gloves are recommended and a little butter, making the penis is rubbed. The lady can enjoy this game and their lust when she sits down with her butt on his face. ”
Her right hand held the book, her left fist enclosing the erect shaft.
“Fishing game. A very popular game company that comes up in this case for the slave with a certain variant. You put him a thin leather belt around the established link, pull down the strap. Now, at the other end of a magnet is attached. The slave has to fish out from a box small and large iron weights of a balance. The lady selects weights from one pound to four pounds off. If the slave element raised high so he can bring the weights and the Mistress who has at some distance from the box into place. It separates the weight from the magnet and leaves him a second time to eject his fishing rod. The magnet “, the phone rang, but Theresa still ended the paragraph” must be pretty big that it attracts the weights. ”
A little pat on the testicles, she got up and picked up the phone.
“Brecht”, they reported
“Yes. Here Dr. Knut Hansen, “came with melodious voice response. Theresa knew the caller, not personally, but the call was handed her friend Annette, a psychologist in Kiel, agreed with her a few days ago. The long telephone cord around the back next to her customers rely on.
“Am I misinformed? You are held by the woman naked man on the couch”
“Yes, this is so.”
“Well, then they take her cock in his hand and pat him a little. Or is he already stiff? ”
“No, uh … uh … he’s not, I say …”
“You do what I tell them. So they start with the masturbation and just give it to me once my girlfriend on the phone. ”
Magnus listened intently, a highly erotic phone conversation, this dominatrix was very unusual ideas to make his desire even stronger. With that thought he had missed a part of the conversation.
“Hi Knut! Already busy on masturbation? “She asked.
“Keep your mouth shut. I define here alone. My friend has given you already a part of my laundry? I’ve worn the three days and he has not been washed. Can you feel my breath? ”
Her hand played on his gender. Magnus enjoyed this wonderful role-playing, feeling the ever-increasing tension.
“That’s good. Now you’ll rub your hard cock still need more. Go! Show `my girlfriend, Annette, as you yourself with drivers while my bra derives its fragrance into your nose. Come on! Say it to my friend Annette, they will give you now my white panties. ”
“Very well, Mrs. Brecht,” he stammered, “her friend wants her to give me the white panties.”
Theresa pinched several times in his inner thighs, stroking it slowly, barely perceptibly raised his masculinity.
“I have worn these panties and a finger pressed it into my column. You’d have to imagine the smell of my pussy. Can you smell me? You tell me know when your juices are just about to boil over? ”
“ I cook well on the same thought Magnus, who felt the impending orgasm.
“Very good. Would you perhaps also even sniff my other pants? Due to the fact I’ve peed through. ”
Theresa stood up, holding the mouthpiece to the earpiece and ordered her clients:
“Get up! They are attracted to me. ”
“Let’s give it to you,” Theresa told, took the willow and beat seven hard blows on the reddening while back.
“Now stop!” Theresa barked into the phone, “give me the Annette.”
She put the rod on the table and scraped with a fingernail on his shiny glans.
“Let him cause the orgasm itself or do you want to play it a little?” Theresa asked, “How do you want. Give it to me again. You can continue to masturbate. How do you like the smell of my second panties? Liar! The Slip I’ve peed through. ”
Magnus could not stop his ejaculation, as Theresa masturbated his throbbing rod.
“We hear from one another? Mach `s good Annette.”
Theresa hung up.
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