The following story is purely fictional. They should in no way constitute the sexual needs of Nova Meier Hennrich. The story is not for people under 18 years of age. All other readers, I wish you much fun. Comments are welcome.

Crappy days again.

Outside it was urinating next to nothing good and I was standing here in this accursed pit lane, while outside the test driver turned his rounds. Something was not again with this damn truck. And so our driver not spoiled again landed on a back seat, we had to move now in this terrible weather overtime. And yet everyone knew that the problem was not the truck but the driver. But asked to be a small mechanic yes no. But they had the tests can not make at least during a dry period?

Meanwhile, my suit was soaked from top to bottom. Oh great, I would not be surprised if I am in the race with a lung inflammation in bed. And all for just these idiots who do not know how to drive. Once again, turned the car into the pits. So, back out into the rain, turning a few screws, wheel changes, refueling, and then departure. And of course we were back soaked from top to bottom.

Cursing, I threw my glove in the corner. I was ready to chuck the whole lot. What we did this shit anyway? Just to let this [censored] of drivers could once again collect the premium for the brides adored him …

I had never seen that one of the pit chicks have made up to a simple mechanic. No, the star was always the driver. I scowled watching. Only the fact that my colleagues were also not so good mood, I was pleased.

But as long as the moron out there actually still wanted to turn his rounds? Slowly, I froze my ass off. If it had been here at least one heater.

“Wow, a shitty weather,” I suddenly heard behind me a female voice. I abruptly turned around. A petite blonde and a skinny type were unnoticed through the door into our shelter stumbled. The guy was carrying a video camera, the girl had a red microphone in her hand. With quick steps, the two came to us.

Confused, I erhobt me: “Excuse me, but here they are not allowed in!”

The little blonde who was smaller than a head when I looked at me puzzled, then laughed at bell light. “Believe me, we can in here!”

She held contrary to the mic and pointed his finger at the printed logo. “We come from premiere!”

I gulped. “Hey, shit, you are Nova Meier Hennrich?”

The little blonde who had sent their hair pinned up, looked at me mischievously, her head bowed slightly and replied by trying to imitate my voice: “Hey, shit, I’m sure Nova Meier Hennrich.”

She laughed again bright. “So if we have already clarified that once, where now is the champ? We are here to interview, and I do not want to stand here any longer than necessary in this rain.”

I looked skeptical Nova from top to bottom. Aha, so she stood in the rain. Of these, one could see but little.

In her black leather coat only occasionally shone some rain drops, and her short black skirt had probably been little noticed by the rain. Only its also black, half-high leather boots were somewhat dampened by the water from the puddles of something.

Yes, Nova was not guaranteed to run through the rain. They probably had been all the time under an umbrella. Unlike us.

“When it comes today!” Novas voice roused me from my thoughts.

I just shook my head, I replied: “Listen, I do not know but who told you this, here today that the ‘Champ’,” I put all my contempt in this word, “continues, but it is not here. ”

Nova exhaled annoyed and sat down on a replacement car, which stood in the small shelter. “Okay, they’ll come.”

I laughed softly, before I replied with a grin: “Well, then they make themselves comfortable times, because that can take a long time, the fact is until the day after that is here is simply gone on holiday…”

Nova shut down the jaw in amazement. “That was … that’s not, tell now, please, that this was just a joke!”

Embarrassed, I shrugged. “I’m sorry but …”

Nova exploded: “What really believe that asshole, what do we think of dates, we had nothing better to do than to stand here in the rain?”

Now I also lost his temper. Only this shit weather, then end this never-ending rounds of tests and now I angeblafft was also on so a Medientiffe. That was definitely too much.

“Believe us, it’s fun to have full rain here in this shitty weather for such a conceited fool us? You see us yet,” I pointed my three colleagues, “we are soaking wet, sub-cooled completely, and have long been fed up fully. And why bother? Just because our ‘Champ’ does not want to see that his style of driving is costing us so many seconds. ”

Now it was out. I closed my eyes, breathed deeply a few times before I re-dock-on: “There … I’m sorry, but it is now just an absolutely lousy day.”

Nova swallowed once, then nodded and said with a conciliatory voice, “You seem not just to have a good opinion of her driver”

I laughed out loud: “What you can say that again.”

Now also chimed Sascha: “The leaves still lame as my grandma, and sitting in a wheelchair!”, And Jeff, the only black person insured in our team, “but they look out if he would really go well. then we would hardly be a second test driver, right? ”

Nova smiled again. Apparently they took me from my little Ausraster just not bad. Quite the contrary, they even showed understanding for our situation.

“How come that he still can still find such good seats?”, She wanted to know with a big smile.

Nervously, I looked at the camera. Whether it was running?

With a small nod gave me to understand Nova that we were on the air. Well, I thought, if you’ve just behaved before the camera so wrong, then you have now once again the last chance to salvage something.

“We are just the best team that Formula 1 has to offer,” I grinned broadly at the camera.

Immediately, Nova continues her interview. With a practiced movement, they kept us down the mike. “And why are you better than the other?”

Was the answer this time Sasha: “.. You know, baby, we are simply faster We will not shilly long as we come with the hose, bam ram him in, bang, get out again, and there’s the basement filled up.”

“Jo,” said Jeff, who spoke slowly going, “Man, we just have the best tool. I mean, hey, shit man, if your tool is crap, then you do not tackle it. For us the tool in a well-manicured. ”

“Even our brushes are harder than the other,” interjected Sascha and he earned all of us a laugh.

Nova again looked into the camera. “We need to check first” and before I could react, she grabbed me completely uninhibited in the crotch.

My cock was already does for Novas sight was hard, now, where their nimble fingers were resting on my bump, and scans through the pants my cock, because he really grew beyond itself. I realized that I would soon have no place in his pants. In addition, I had made the touch of hand Novas beastly hot.

“Well, not bad, but I’ve already experienced a long,” Nova said to me. Now the little blonde was too cheeky. I could also.

With a jolt, I went the completely surprised Nova approached me and grabbed it with both hands slap on the ass. “For your Vötzchen close will it be enough already,” I grinned at her.

Nova wriggled out of my grip. “We want to see it once,” she said with a challenging glance and began to unbutton her black coat.

I do not think I thought that now makes a joke. The moves are not really out in front of the camera.

But then the heavy leather coat had slipped from her shoulders and fell on the wet ground.

Underneath she was wearing a black shirt, which were the top three buttons open, so I got a wonderful view of her firm tits.

Then she sat down on the spare car and leaned back.

“Well, what is? Proof to me, what can your cock.”

Slowly, she could spread her legs so that I could look under her short black skirt. I could see that she wore no panties. Instead, I smiled at her smooth shaved pussy.

“Come on, man, show it this bitch,” said Sasha.

“Yes, show her how to join our team fucking one horny slut shock”, I cheered for Jeff.

I did not tell me twice. With one swift movement I pulled my cock from his pants and went with my giant latte at the blond fuck slut.

My hands pushed her short skirt up over the hips so that she was now sitting with her bare ass crack on the machine.

Then I grabbed with both hands, her plump tits through the fabric of her blouse. Even through the fabric, I could feel her stiff nipples. The bitch was hot.

With a jolt, I grabbed the fabric of her blouse and pulled it out of hand on. The buttons were distributed and jumped around in the dugout. And then her firm tits in front of me.

The stiff nipples stretched toward me, so I could not help but to take them between my fingers and rotate them.

With both hands I grabbed the rebound Dinger, through kneaded, pressed them together. What boobs!

Even my buddies liked the show.

“Show the bitch’s last. The waiting only to that you finally met your cock in her cunt.” As if to confirm Nova spread her legs even further.

Now I had a wonderfully sexy shaved fresh look at the Pussy. She invited my cock tyranny. But it was not anything too tight for my hammer tail? I wanted to know more.

My right hand was in her crotch, rubbing over the rosy lips. Then I drove a finger between the two wattles, Nova began to fumble. It was damn hard. The bitch was pretty darn close. But that would make even more fun.

Slowly my whole finger sank into her moist slit. A second finger found its way into her mega-tight Fickspalte. I gleefully turned both fingers in cunt Novas, and I noticed how more and more cunt juice gathered around my finger. The Fickhure liked it.

Faster and faster I pushed the finger into her dripping cunt flutschige. She seemed to want to suck my fingers literally.

Nova’s mouth opened in a hoarse groan. This was the opportunity.

I pulled my finger with a smacking sound from her cunt and held her finger to her lips smeared. Her tongue came out of the mouth, licked the juice.

Unbelievable. Nova Meier Hennrich, the little blonde, horny men the dream of all shock licked her own cunt juice from my fingers.

“Oh, damn!” I heard Jeff moaning behind me. I looked around.

My boys had opened all the pants and jerked to one. “Man, would I also like the whore put something in your mouth!” Sasha gasped as he rubbed his cock.

I grinned at him. “Why do you do it not,” I suggested.

Sasha looked at me a bit unsure, but then came up to us and held out his wet tail Nova.

“Take him in your Blasmaul, Nova, and then sucking him one,” I gave instructions Nova, and they actually spanned with their fingers Sasha’s bar and brought her to her lips.

Her tongue flicked over his glans, licking along the whole tail, as her fingers stroked his hairy balls. The blonde bitch was really spoiled.

Finally she took the whole dick in her mouth and encircled him tightly with her lips.

While it’s tail slowly with her tongue and kissed again and again gave a lustful grunt, I lay down next to Nova on the car, because now they would finally get to feel my cock.

I lifted her on to her hips and lifted it so slow on my lap. I had something very special with the hooker before.

“Hey, Jeff,” I called my partner. “Hold it up her ass so I can put my cock in position.”

Jeff, who came up black. He understood what I was doing.

He grabbed at the Nova Rock pushed up and held her tight ass so high that I could easily share with my fingers her ass cheeks. My fingers were still wet from her cunt. I spread the juice around her delicate rosette.

At least now Nova had to remember what I was doing. But they made no effort to defend yourself. Instead, I was able to calmly start my glans to her ass, and Jeff as they slowly let down, I popped into her smooth tight asshole.

Crazy how tight her ass was. Her cunt was already been tight, but her ass seemed to be absolutely virginal. I heard more and more violent Nova groaned.

“Yes, now you get what such a little bitch like you earned media,” I gasped and began to move in it.

“Yes, now it is time you worried by someone other than only by the program directors,” added Jeff and let his black tail on the white belly of Nova clap. He left a wet trail as he his cock deeper and deeper in the skin and carried along before finally sliding her pussy on the left labia.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, he rammed his dark part of her in her pink pussy.

“Yes, you whore, I know you like it hard.”

Together, Jeff and I fucked Nova in the sandwich format. Whenever he met with his black member in Nova dripping cunt, and I rammed my cock until it stops her in the ass.

Nova Sascha long could blow no more. Way too much she was out of breath. Instead, she had packed her right hand around his penis and jerked it a while Sascha massaging her bouncing boobs and licked her tongue over the hard nipples.

“Yes, fuck me hard, I need it, mmh, that feels good, yes, until it stops, fuck my asshole! Your horny whores bucks.”

Novas moans spurred us on even more. Getting tougher, we drove our cocks in two Nova fuck holes. I looked at Jeff. With all the force he now pushed his dick in shaved Fickspalte Novas, rammed her like a piece of meat. With both hands he pressed Novas legs further apart, stretching them as far it went.

Novas legs sticking straight up in the sky, the water ran from their boots and ran it in small orbits between the legs, which were anyway already wet from all the cunt juice.

“Yes, give me your black cock. Your little blonde presenter birds out of their minds. Yesssss! Piling it to me in!”

Nova then sucked back to the blazing glans of Sasha, who could barely speak.

Suddenly I saw a figure next to them. That was … Unbelievable. The camera man! We had completely forgot it.

Now he was standing next to Sasha and still held the camera in hand. The small clamps filmed the whole time our little gang bang. Well, to me it should not matter if he gets this one up.

Suddenly I heard a groan. It came from Sasha: “Oh God, shit, I come, I … KOOOOOOMME !!!!”

A beam of concentrated sperm shot from his penis and landed in Nova exactly on the cheek, a second cemented their hair, while syringe until the third shot in Nova wide open jaws.

Quick Nova Sasha acorn in his mouth and sucked on it until the last drop was herausgemolken.

Hardly that Sasha had recovered somewhat, Jeff volunteered: “!. Hey, you come forth with the camera I now spray your hot little fellow on her tits then you’re good at home what to masturbation.”

With these words he pulled his black hammer part of Nova’s cunt, stroking himself with two quick moves, again one and held his cock at her heaving breasts.

And then came the white cum shot out, clapped on Nova’s left tit, before the next Jeff aimed shots at the right chest.

“Los rub finally had everything on your tits. Your partner wants to eventually turn a hot report.”

Nova’s hands grabbed at her tits and arrived exactly into the white sperm, spread it on the whole upper body. Then she took her hands glued to his mouth and licked themselves clean with an elongated tongue.

That was clearly too much for me. He suddenly I turned around with Nova, so that they lay on my stomach, I quickly pulled the cock out of her glowing rose and squirt her in the middle of the blazing Ficksaft my ass cheeks.

I do not know how many shots were there, but I had the feeling that they burn up inside. It took me several minutes to calm myself down again.

My buddies had already put on their clothes again, and I did it for them.

Nova had again turned on its back. She was breathing heavily. Smeared her tits rose and fell under heavy breaths. Her sweet face was smeared with cum and her cunt cunt juice glistened before.

My friends and I were raised without a word and left the small shelter. Before we closed the door behind us, I turned around again.

Nova was still with bent, legs wide open on the car.

Her partner had been put away the camera. Instead, he fumbled around with his pants belt now.

I knew what was coming. But to me it should not matter.

I turned around and left this hot spot. That same evening I announced.

To this day I am no longer in a pit lane. And to this day I’m waiting for the broadcast of the report from our hot pit lane at Premiere. Whether it was premiered get to see the report at all?

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Accustomed to routine eye with Eric looked over at the entrance to the villa. He listened as the water of the outdoor pool and splashed quietly accepted that Anne-Sophie’s staff is amused.

If it were up to him, he would put all those damn minions before the door. People keep as pets was virtually the one hand, but he already had his waitress at Fangtasia too strenuous. And if the queen does not even come to hunt from her villa, she felt sorry for him. Her entire life in the midst of luxury and decadence, it was generally to resist. Not to mention their notorious dice game turns completely. But of course he kept these thoughts to herself – she was once the queen … and now he would be a fool to oppose her.

He patiently waited until the guards let him enter. He ran away casually with his hands in the pockets of his leather jacket and strolled through the entrance. His gaze traveled bored through the reception room, stroking the high ceilings and indoor pool. Sophie-Anne was nowhere to be seen. Eric chose not to play her game demo and find them. Finally, she had sent for him. Emphasizes uninterested he finally settled on an armchair and put his arms on the mighty backs.

The pleasant quiet read him realize that none of the servants bustled, playmates or changing snacks in this part of the villa and around him curry favor. Although he had already drunk, but if they ever offered, he would not have said no. The minutes went by and Eric’s mood sank steadily. What they actually believed? He had far better things to do than to wait for him here as a supplicant.

He just rested his chin on the angled fist when he heard a merry laugh. Sophie-Anne, Queen of Louisiana entered the room with her two dudes. She had to ride with them have gone, at least read the suspect her appearance and that of her companion. She wore black riding boots, a fashionable cut, knee-length white skirt and a tasteful red riding jacket, as she had been born a few decades ago. In marked with leather gloves hands she held a short whip with which she playfully patted one of her dude on the shoulder, as this one probably made lewd jokes.

Eric got up with a cough looked at her. He knew that she must have already noticed him, but he read her the pleasure. When he surprises her she raised her eyebrows, laughing and dismissed the two men to leave the room. With a slight bow and a brief look at the blond vampire, she withdrew and closed the door on the way out.

Eric bowed in greeting to the head and lowered her gaze. “Your Majesty.” Your pink painted lips curved into a smile of appreciation. Apparently she was waiting for a compliment regarding her clothing. “You look wonderful – you ride out at night?” He asked with feigned polite interest. Her smile was a bit wider, so you could see her shiny white teeth. “. Noblesse oblige, Mr. Northman Unfortunately, women’s saddles are no longer in fashion – even though they’re a lot more advantageous, if one wants to look like a lady.”

Eric straightened his shoulders and decided to resist to some comments. “You wanted to see me, my queen.” But instead she motioned for him to respond with a nod to follow her. They left the reception room and entered one of her more private rooms. Eric was sure that she had several thereof. The open fireplace and a cozy sofa corner with the ornate glass table, drew from the first moment of the brocade-covered sofa, which stood in the left corner of the table and its wrought-iron claw feet were anchored to the ground.

Recognizing looked around the tall vampire and had to quietly admit that they did indeed have such a thing as taste. When he threw a glance back to the door, he noticed that this had already been closed. Again, no servants with them, the blood served in carafes or were relieved of their queen in a different way of life. Become suspicious, he looked over at Sophie-Anne, which made preparations to take off their gloves, but then decided otherwise and strolled over to him.

“You wanted me to talk,” he repeated, looking her eye, she replied with a strange smile, as she began to circle slowly, like a cat, which looked at their prey. “That’s right, I wanted to discuss something.” She said binding and strolled lurking behind his back. Eric’s gaze was cool and his muscles tensed involuntarily. In his mind he was looking for something for which the queen would reprimand him. Someone had washed some dirty laundry and slandered him?

“So …”, he lifted me clarify on the shoulders wondering when they came back into view and stopped. In her left hand she still held the whip casually as she slowly lifted the rights and he gently stroked her cheek. Eric did not move a millimeter and are forced to show any emotion. So this was so. Well, if she believed him to also demote one of her pet dogs to be able to, then she was wrong. Eric was not going to be a loathsome toadies, like all of these lowly creatures with whom they were surrounded on a daily basis.

“I think it’s not a good idea …”, he said calmly, holding her gaze. The artificial laughter, which the blond vampire hated so much echoed through the room while she quickly covered his chin. “I could see this as a questioning your loyalty, Mr. Northman.” She gave him a sugary smile and read it off again. Angered that they had him out as quickly just how much faster it was, he avoided her gaze for a few seconds. He hated to be weaker than another vampire – and in this case it was definitely there.

Again, she circled him, lasting from his hands he took the leather jacket and turned to her. “Your Majesty, I am loyal to you as always. I think this is just not a good idea,” he tried diplomatically and with a winning smile that he should somehow get out of it.

Without a word she came up and fixed his blue eyes. He stepped back a step, but felt with every inch she approached uncomfortable. Sophie-Anne was a very handsome woman with her gorgeous figure and alabaster skin, but Eric resisted this temptation only too happy if the price for it wisely.

“I will retire when her …”, explained his bow hinted he could no longer been run to an end, when she suddenly grabbed by the neck and squeezed with a massive jolt to the next room wall. The smile was gone from her eyes. Eric put a little worried out that she was angry. Her grip tightened and a steadily tried to gasp escaped his throat as he say something to her. The pressure on his vocal cords prevented any intelligible answer, but he gave the impulse to put his hand to her in order to prevent him not to choke on. He knew that he would not succeed and it would also appear grossly pathetic. So he initially remained motionless, looking at her blankly wanted. He would not ask them – not even with his eyes. Apparently unsatisfied, they choked him once fixed, he fled to a slight gurgle. For a moment he thought she would crush his larynx, as they desisted from him again.

“I thought that I would not mention it, but usually I am not a” no “usual, Mr. Northman.” She said soberly as automatically as he drove through his neck as he wanted to check that they have nothing had violated. His anger over this bitch grew from second to second, but he had already learned to act now to precipitously. He knew what she was capable and that they could send him a few seconds into the afterlife. Dissatisfied he was looking for a way out when he felt like the end of the whip stroked his cheek to his chin and gently pushed this upward pressure. “Many would consider it a privilege … you should too. I’m quite picky with my lovers.” With a jerk she pulled the whip back, stroked his hand across his bruised neck, leaned forward and licked his face longingly over the outside of his ear.

The tall vampire swallowed and forced herself to look in another direction. Unfortunate as his body was quite a reaction to Sophie-Anne’s charms. She gently grabbed his chin again and turned his face to her. Wicked smile, she read the short whip up on the inside of his thigh strips until they arrived shortly before Eric’s step was. Nor could the blond vampire maintained his composure and looked at her with a mixture of distaste and budding excitement. “I’m not your toy …”, he brought with staggering precision on the lips when she kissed him passionately within a few milliseconds and sucked on his lower lip. Her sly glance met him when she took the whip with a slow moving higher and they squeezed between his legs, so they are easily bent. Have frustrated Eric let his fangs vorschnellten excitement. Her triumphant look was almost unbearable. “Hmmm, I knew that even a Viking prince can not escape me.” She whispered, amused and stroked his neck, while his pulsating aorta examined.

Before Eric was thinking about the consequences, be it so rarely protruding temperament to spice up the bill. In a fit of anger at such a humiliation he met the queen away with a surprise blow and rushed towards the door. This bitch should seek their own hustlers and have fun with them. He was sheriff of Louisiana and would not stand for such treatment – especially not by a woman.

Shortly before he could reach the door furiously, she stood before him and the whip struck disgruntled in the palm of her left hand. “That was a mistake, Sheriff.” She said and before Eric knew what happened, they pushed him hard against the chest to the ground. The black leather jacket prevented worse, as he slid across the parquet floor and struck his head against the uncomfortable couch. As if by magic, suddenly she sat on his chest and looked at him angrily. “I’m your queen, you’re blond bastard. You will obey me!”

Eric wanted to say something when he saw what Anne-Sophie instead of the whip in his hand now: handcuffs. “I notice that the young prince needs a lesson in humility before his queen.” She said, glaring at him objectively dangerous. Her hand shot out and grabbed Eric’s right wrist, knew it with a handcuff and put it to the ground. The younger vampire winced from the sudden pain – silver! This lousy whore had actually mixed into the material of silver handcuffs! That is why they had not removed her gloves wanted that nifty piece of crap. Eric bit his teeth together as he felt the cold material ate into his skin and a small trickle of blood ran down his arm down. Distracted in this way, he realized too late that they pushed through the handcuffs behind the iron foot of the divan, and his second wrist fixed.

Happy watching the Queen and her work stood up again. “What we have actually done in your time with the prisoner assaulted a village princeling?” With one hand she stroked desiring the cloth that covered his torso. “Well .. I would have to take into account before I tied down,” she paused for a theatrical pause, and feasted on the view that the blond vampire threw her – she loved the mix of hatred and budding concern … . She sighed played. “… But well, so be it,” with a sudden movement she tore Eric’s black shirt in the middle so that its tattered remnants hanging on both sides. Coquette she cocked her head and ran his fingertips over every curve of his upper body athletic; circled his nipples with her fingernails and scratched over the visible toned belly while she left clearly visible red marks on the pale skin. Eric’s breathing began to accelerate inadvertently, as she slid a little deeper and now sat on his lap. Of course she would feel his excitement through the black denim and feel only further confirmed. Reflexively he struggled against his bonds, but jerked back painfully as the pain shot through his body.

Frustrated and with a tinge of fear of burgeoning he looked up at his Queen, who gazed at him with a pout. “Do not worry, my fair-haired prince. I will not hurt you … not much,” she said softly, her hand strayed to his lips. Eric remained unmoved, even when her thumb with inlet pressure forced into his mouth. He could feel himself building up the desire to bite. “You can suck it.” She said encouragingly, as he still could barely speak. He knew she would make him regret it, but his pride fought like hell against this incredible humiliation. Without thinking he gritted.

The slap in the face lies, his head swirling and crashing his right side of her face against the hard laminate floor. He felt the area was slow and blurred around him like a warm liquid slowly trickled from his nose.

Only a few seconds later, he noticed that Sophie-Anne had gotten up to take off the gloves. Their fangs were out and were shot up in anger with their glistening white in sharp contrast to her red lips. “You want to play, then, yes?”

DC cats they finally settled on all fours and crawled toward the bound blonde. Confident of victory, she pushed her body over Eric until she was at the height of his face. “Who am I, Mr. Northman?” She whispered in his ear as she gently pushed his head to the left to expose his throat. He threw her out of the corners of her eyes to a glare, the ice-blue eyes she pierced formally as he replied. “A lousy whore, which is unfortunately my queen,” he growled and closed his eyes when he felt like their fangs in his neck pierced and she began to drink brutal. Struggling to control his eyes narrowed, but could not prevent him scurried a grievous groan from his lips.

After a while they read saturated from him, scratched his finger at one of its fangs at the drop of its blood with bite wounds to close on his neck. Exhausted from breathing Eric. She had not drunk much, and because he had previously been fed, it would not weaken it too much, but he felt again as prey. Simple prey that were used and discarded afterwards. Regardless of the silver, he reared his upper body towards her. His look was furious when he approached her face and hissed softly. “For this I’ll kill you, bitch!”. Calmly she smiled at him and gave him a feather-light kiss on the forehead before she came back with a slight movement on the ground.

“Maybe, maybe not, but do not worry Eric -. Now comes the fun part.” Her fingers fumbled at the button of his trousers around and opened it with some skillful hand movements. Supple she pulled her and put her hand on the dark fabric of the shorts. Sharp he sniffed the air as she began to massage him. First slowly, then faster and rougher. The mixture of pleasure and pain made him groan. “I knew that it pleases you, princeling,” she said with a grin and grabbed skillfully among the last substance that separated her from Eric’s manhood. His excitement was now unmistakable in her hand, which is practiced moving up and down, in between playing with and teasing the tip with your fingernail scratched over.

Eric felt his desire became more and more rampant, excited he threw his head back and stared at the white ceiling. He imagined how it would feel if her full lips are … Suddenly her face appeared above him and gave him a smile. “Do you want your comment to withdraw from before,” she purred happily. His look caught her lustverschleierter, but he did not reply. His fangs gleamed expectantly between his lips. Anne-Sophie could see his resistance collapsed slowly but surely. Even a thousand-year-old vampire was ultimately just a man full enjoyment she ran her finger over the muscles in his upper arm. “You’ll beg me to take back it still may.” She said confidently, tapping with his index finger against his nose. Eric could feel the blood starting to run again. “Dream on …”, he replied defiantly, but a few seconds drew a sharp breath, as the older vampire grabbed his tail and slowly lowered down to him. He felt her hot, wet column wrapped itself around him and robbed him almost as mind. With relish, they began to move him. The high rock and pushed the panties pushed to the side offered no barrier. Greedily moved her shapely hips and back and forth. A hoarse moan escaped her, for she seemed not to be ashamed of. She drew this moment of victory to the full, supporting herself with one hand on Eric’s bare chest and looked at him. The blond vampire did not resist more against his bonds, much more he urged his body toward her, she tried to take in even deeper.

His gaze swept over her upper body. He wanted the jacket from his body torn to grab her breasts and massaged them rough, but it was clear that they would shoot down this request. The focus was solely their desire. The heat gained more and more in between his legs and he felt like he was heading slowly to its climax. His cock throbbed in her stronger and his breathing began to be slower but much more difficult. It would remain only a few seconds. Eric moaned lustfully. So close … he was so close, as she stopped suddenly stopped and remained motionless on him. Frustrated, he exclaimed, glaring at her murder. Soothingly she put her index finger to his lips as the bewildered blue eyes stared up at her. “Oh no, my blond prince. The Queen has the lead.” She began to move rhythmically back on him. She rode him with short, intense movements. Again put a hand around his pale neck and forbade him to look at it, by forcing his head back. Excited she bit into his left nipple while they read their movements are slow and jerky. Eric cried tortured during Sophie-Ann had used exactly. With a long, lusty sigh Her orgasm rolled over her. This caused slight twitch of her muscles and movements ranging from the totally overwrought blond vampire. A few moments he came with a relieved sigh. Exhausted, he closed his eyes. He barely noticed as the queen withdrew, and only some time later returned to him. A slight smile was on Eric’s lips as he closed his eyes and pummeled body lay there on the floor.

This story is of course totally fictitious and based on “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” thought.

***

After I had passed the difficult school and completed my civil service, I went to study. But this is not just anywhere, but at a university in the United States, specifically in Sunnydale, California.

The settling time overseas was better and more enjoyable than I had feared, because the sunshine weather together with the many good-humored my students made things very easy, with my “funny accent Deutsch” was always a topic of conversation.

One night something happened that student life at least three people should be duly whirl. It all began quite harmlessly on the eve:

It was 19 clock and I just had some e-mails to my friends and family members sent to the home when someone knocked at my door. It was a pretty young girl that has stayed with me after a short conversation we had done mainly because of its name in memory. Her name was Buffy.

“Hi, Thomas, I’m Buffy. We have talked briefly to Mike’s party, remember? “” Sure, what can I do for you? “” Would you not want to spend a Friday evening with two beautiful female students? A friend and I need a little help in preparing for a test next week. Riley, my friend, the psychology course together with you and says you were pretty much the best. ”

“Sure. How could I refuse an offer? I like to help if I can. “” Class, I find great from you to us so we meet in my room 6. Do you know where is it? “” I’ll find it. “” OK, bye until tomorrow. ”

The next day passed as pass virtually every Friday mornings, is progressing slowly. In the evening I made my way over to Buffy. I had now and then ask for directions, but soon I found her room.

“Hi, nice that you’ve come,” Buffy greeted me. “Willow will also be there the same, then we can begin.”

“Willow? Is this the friend from whom you spoke about yesterday? “” Yeah, a little, with red hair. A real math genius. Why do you ask so funny? ”

“I just ask just whether there are also girls with fairly normal name.”

Buffy grinned. “Of course. I also know one Anya and Cordelia and Fai … not so important. Do you know Willow? ”

Normally, I notice red-haired girl and I had one thing in mind, but I was not sure if it was Willow. “I think so, but I’m not sure.”

The door opened and a being of incredible beauty entered the room. A “Hi” to Buffy, and a “Hi, hi, I’m Willow, you’ve got to be Thomas,” to me. I nodded. “Whatever you say.”

I guarantee this girl had never seen, because I could remember. “Mouth, it moves,” Buffy took me back to reality, “is learned today, tomorrow you can do what you want.” Willow grimaced a wry smile. “But she is also given, so … let’s begin.”

What followed was an evening full of earnest and intense learning. Five hours later, we closed the books. “Well, that must reach. We have weekend and now is celebrated. ”

Buffy took over the command again. “Any suggestions? … No? Well, then I say go where it’s long. We’re playing strip poker. ”

Willow did not seem to particularly like: “Yes. Buffy, what are you talking about? “” Sure, “Buffy replied,” Thomas, you’re safe even for that? ”

I thought for a moment. I knew what I looked like naked, so I could only emerge as the winner out of it.

“So Willow, two against one.”

She was persuaded. “Okay, but only because Tara has gone home this weekend and I’m usually alone.”

“Tara is their relationship,” I explained to Buffy. “As it looks at you from the, at the moment?” – “Mau, pretty weak. I’m still out at the stage where what’s going on here. What are you doing in your spare time? ”

“Willow spends much time on her computer and I do a lot of martial arts.” “For self-defense?”

“Not only does this help even if you go chasing bad guys at night,” said Willow. I looked at her in amazement. “Please?” Buffy was hectic. “Willow has only one course fun. Not true, Willow, but that would have otherwise made no sense, what she said. ”

“Exactly,” said Willow spoken very quickly and clearly to proceed slowly and softly, “I happen … … very funny … you must know.”

“OK, enough small talk. In this room there is far too hot. Let us begin to play, “trying to distract Buffy. And it worked.

The first round I lost and I took off my sweater. The second was also lost from me and I took off my shirt. “You see, Willow. Was worth it, “said Buffy, and I understood now simply as a compliment.

Afterwards, Willow had to part with her sweater and I noticed that Buffy cheated by playing with fake cards. Accordingly, it was clear who would win the game. Nevertheless, I said nothing and waited.

The game evolved in the direction that I was then very naked and very soon I sat across from Buffy and Willow in bra and panties. Buffy had lost a few times on purpose so the whole thing was not too noticeable.

“Well that was quite good. Then we can go back and tighten so now, “said Willow. I disagreed: “No, I want a winner will be played, so what I have of it.”

Buffy was of course happy and one lap later had to take off her bra Willow. Very reluctantly she freed herself of it and gave me only a glimpse of her small, round breasts, which ran up sharply forward. Then they hid behind their hands.

I had it before me still managed to keep reasonably under control, it no longer worked and my little friend started to grow now. Buffy giggled and told the cards again.

Of course, they won again and Willow had to bare it all now. She slowly stripped off her green Seidenslip. She crossed her legs so well that I could not see much of her column. Except that it was hairless, except for a small strip of its receipt. From there gleamed a few red hair, my cock stood at full size and was hard like never before.

I looked at Buffy: “Now that we are both fully extended, will you not follow us there?” “Exactly,” Willow supported me, “equal justice for all”.

Buffy hesitated for a moment: “I make a suggestion. Each of us draws a card, if one of you pulls the highest, then I take my clothes off. If I win, you must do me a favor. Agreed? ”

I agreed. Willow thought for a moment, then agreed to it.

Buffy the cards spread out before us. I drew an eight, Willow a king. Since the cards were rigged but it did not surprise me that Buffy from the rest of the cards the ace of spades – As found.

Buffy expressed her wish: “I want you to do it. Here. Before my eyes. ”

Ok, now that was not necessarily a surprise to me, to be honest, I had a little bit of hoping.

I could remind myself that surely Willow was with a girl. Buffy said, however, that Willow was doing no great differences.

Willow was less than enthusiastic. But Buffy had made it clear that they had agreed to take part so well.

I was sitting on Buffy’s bed, reluctantly came over to me Willow, Buffy took place on the sofa opposite, so that she could watch us well. “Let us put behind us quickly, I did not feel like the thing that is” mumbled to myself Willow quite unromantic. “So I’m so horny, it takes a long time not determined,” I whispered back.

My cock was rock hard, Willow fingered her vagina, so it was damp. Then she sat on my lap and I came into it easily.

It felt wonderful, fantastic, smelled her hair and her silky smooth skin felt wonderful. Though Willow was not initially impressed, it seemed to her now, at least not be embarrassing because they barely audible groan.

I took her left breast in her mouth and sucked on her nipple until it was hard. Then I turned to her right breast in order to treat them equally. Willow looked into my eyes. I noticed her excitement.

We looked over at Buffy. She had one hand on her breast, the other tucked into her panties.

“She has cheated, the cards were marked,” Willow whispered in my ear. “I’ve noticed.” “I think she is not punished for it, you?” “Yes, sure.” I had no idea what she was doing. At that moment my mind was really elsewhere.

Willow started becoming in me to ride faster, and at that moment I was ready and I came inside her.

We solved our bodies apart. Buffy got up and came towards us. “Well that was not all that bad, right? You should go now but I’m pretty tired and I have a long day for me. ”

Well, everything went quickly. Willow jumped up and pushed Buffy on the bed. “Come on, hold it firmly.” I grabbed Buffy’s arms and clasped them behind her back.

“What’s going on? What are you going? “Buffy had a panicked expression.

Now it was Willow, who took control. “You’ve cheated while playing and for now you will be punished.” She pulled Buffy out of her bra and her panties. Willow was really angry about what Buffy had done to her recently and wanted to reciprocate.

In no time she tied Buffy’s legs to the bedposts and then knelt between her legs. Buffy’s Little-Plum was completely shaved, no hair, which could hide the view of her femininity.

Willow let her tongue slide over the two-column three times and then asked me to fuck her at last.

Buffy was beside himself: “Yes. Not. Do not. Please. I’m sorry. Please. Not. “Willow had it just a” shut up, but it is too late now “left.

My cock was limp after the number with Willow not quite, now he was already back in full size.

Willow gave me some instructions: “Fuck it vigorously, and so take no account of the bitch.”

This is an opportunity I would not miss me, of course, so I took a position Willows and conducted my joy donors in their grotto.

Buffy cried out in pain, in pleasure, from humiliation, no idea.

Willow knelt over her head and held her arms. “Very slowly and deeply, they will eventually enjoy it.” The irony is not in the second part of the sentence was to be heard.

Buffy threw her head back and forth with her body, she tried to resist me. But the two of us against them had no chance. Again and again I penetrated her, supported by the cheering Willows.

Buffy squirmed under me. They did still have some “no’s” and “Please do not” produce, but they were now less frequent and less loud.

I could see that some tears were running down her face. It was weird, but that did not bother me at all, on the contrary, it made me even hotter. She was so wet and her cunt enveloped my cock. It was impossible to stop them to fuck.

My hips moved faster and faster now. I fucked hard by itself properly. Buffy felt that they had lost, she stopped to fight back, and let it happen.

Then it was time, I did, violent and intense. I groaned loudly and shot my sperm into her cunt.

Willow was thrilled. “Wow, cool idea. I liked that, very much. ”

She took a pillow off the bed and put it on the floor near the wall. “You did not mind if I even leave a little spoiled?”

I nodded. “Make only. It should be granted you. ”

She took Buffy’s hand and pulled her along behind him. Then they took place on the pillow, with his back to wall. She spread her legs and squeezed Buffy’s head between her thighs.

“Come on, lick my pussy. Let’s see how well you can do that. Buffy did not resist, especially, they did not know what hit her.

I sat on the edge of my bed, my head was against Willow and Buffy held out her butt.

I watched Willow. Played their hands on her tits. She twisted her nipples hard, then she put her hand on Buffy’s head and directed it a little. Willow was breathing slowly and deeply, her eyes met mine. She smiled at me.

Stirred something in me, my eyes went down to Buffy’s ass. He looked very tempting, and she presented me really inviting.

I took my cock in his hand and jerked him until he was again really hard.

Willow had been watching me and beckoned me close now. With a nod she told me to put my plan into action.

I knelt behind Buffy. She was startled when she felt my hands on her butt. “No, please not yet, please.”

“Psst, I have allowed you to stop.” Willow squeezed Buffy’s head back into her lap.

I parted her buttocks and positioned my excitement at its input. Then I moved my hips forward and pressed it on my penis into Buffy’s ass.

She gave a muffled groan, but Willow told her immediately, stay calm.

In the meantime, I worked my way forward.

My hands covered their hips. I pushed my cock into her tight hole and pulled it out. Their sweet butt seemed to be literally wider than I entered it again.

Willow began to moan, Buffy’s tongue seemed to fulfill its purpose.

She laid her head back to the room wall and closed her eyes, her hands stroking her upper body again.

“Oh yes, Blondie. So that’s good. Do it exactly like that. ”

I had become accustomed to Buffy’s back door and fucked her now as if it were her pussy. Willow began to moan rhythmically, until her hand in his mouth, took to easy to bite them.

Now we heard only a muffled “Yes … yes … yes …”, quake had an orgasm until her entire body.

This vision also contributed to the fact that I was now so far. I felt like I was, I quickly pulled my cock out of Buffy’s ass, gave him but above its entrance, so that it was flooded with my juices.

Willow and I laid on the bed for us to recover a bit. We watched Buffy. She was stark naked, curled up with knees on the floor and wept.

“But you study psychology,” Willow turned to me, “what happens now with Buffy. I mean, she is now completely down, it stays that way? That would be really quite bad. ”

“I think to the outside world – if it is surrounded by other people – it will be like it was tonight. Why is this so important? ”

“Mh, she has a very important role in their spare time, I can not here enter into detail on it, but it’s extremely important.”

“As I said, this is not a problem, but it will be from now on as submissive and passive when it is only together with us, or if we have sex on.

How’s next for you? Will you tell your friend today evening? ”

“Tara? Yes, I think so. While you will be anything but thrilled, I’ll probably have one I make myself two weeks, but then she will forgive me here.

Besides, if I understand correctly now, I can invite Buffy times to our games, which are still a lot we can teach. ”

I smirked. “I can vividly imagine ….”

Willow leaned over me and gave me a passionate kiss. At the same time she raised her hand between my legs.

“Hey, someone has probably yet what to do?” – “I thought that was incredibly sharp, like Buffy did you fucked in the ass. I want you to do that with me. Only less painful … if you can. ”

“Well if that is so.”

I returned her kiss and my hands began to explore Willows body. “You’re really beautiful,” I began to dream.

“Shh, just sex, nothing more,” she quickly pulled me back into reality.

Willow lay on her stomach. I kissed and caressed her bottom. My hand slid between her legs, which then opened by itself.

Willow moaned softly as I with my index finger along her column ran. Her body turned under my touch.

This sight was the last missing impetus to bring my dick back to life.

I knelt behind Willow and lifted her pelvis into the air. With my hands I pushed her legs further apart.

Then I guided my cock into her pussy and wetting him so well I was doing her love juice. I pulled him out and placed him at the entrance of Willows asshole.

“I started now, tell me if it hurts too much hurt.” Then finally I came very slowly into her ass. I pushed him deeper into her tight hole, until it no longer was. There I stood for a moment.

“How are you?” – “So far … everything … in. .. Order. ”

I started to move in it. It was felt good as it expanded in each of my joints. Your butt contributed less and less resistance.

Willow moaned a lot louder than ever at their treatment by Buffy’s tongue. Her fingers had clutched the bed sheets and her whole body moved rhythmically to my shock.

“Come on, get me’s right, put it to me very much purely going on.”

Willow seemed quite beside himself. I myself, however, was also completely beside me. I fucked her in a trance.

It occurred to me that it took half an hour, then I knew that I was ready. I stumbled a few times more violent, faster, then I got into deep Willows Po.

Completely exhausted, we both fell onto the bed. For five minutes we were talking and motionless side by side.

Willow first began talking again. “It was heavenly. Thank you. “I smiled at her. “It’s late. We should go back to our rooms. ”

We slowly got up and moved us.

We looked again at Buffy. She was still curled up with tear-stained eyes wide open and completely on the carpet.

Willow said goodbye to me and we still wanted a nice weekend, then we parted ways.

End

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Laura looked uneasily at her clock. It was already ten minutes nach achtzehn clock, it was highly unusual that their new slave masters not picked up on time. Finally, they had only the 48 hours from Friday to Sunday by 18 clock to clock them by 18.

It was a strange world has become. But Laura had met no other, so they did not bother so much about it. The year was 2048, and since more than two decades, the company was officially divided into layers.

Most people belonged to the so-called middle class, who lived quite normally, as almost all people in the past. A small percentage was the upper class, not only had more money, but also possessed privileges that the others were denied.

And then there was the ever-growing underclass, and they had several problems when they temporarily or permanently this class has been assigned. Hardly any money anyway, even fewer rights, and some strange obligations that did not particularly enjoy.

This allowed, for example, people can zulosen the upper classes at regular intervals like slaves or sex slaves from the lower class with which they could then take 48 hours, just what they wanted. What a fucking world!

Laura was a member of the lower classes because their parents once had to make debts. Although she studied at a decent university and had the prospect of eventually at least be able to ascend into the middle class, but for now she was far from meeting.

Laura had recently been lucky. She was 22 years old and had been in the past two years, no longer drawn to Sexsklavendienst. She had been just 20 years old, and her 57 year old gentleman had actually beaten the two days only. He was always drunk and had had nothing from her, because he had his dick does not get stiff.

But he had beaten so much that she still had not pain-free days later to sit. Laura hopes that her current master would push around a little less brutal to her.

She sipped slightly disgusted at the double whiskey, which she had, according to his instructions in this sidewalk cafe to order. He was clearly too warm. She motioned to the waiter before, gave him a generous tip and said: “Thank you.”

Astonished, she had received two days before the meeting not only their dress code and, unusually, had her new master she even sent a packet with just the clothes they should wear to the meeting. Usually had slaves themselves for the procurement of the governors of the desired clothes care.

She wore a black velvet jacket, which ended a few inches above her belly button, a white mini skirt is also a velvety material and black high heeled ankle boots that made her most trouble, because she was used to run around mostly in sneakers.

The somewhat extravagant touch to their outfits consisted of an extremely dark sunglasses, which protected them from the rays of the still high in the June sky standing sun. Her master had apparently sought extensive information about his new slave, because the stuff fit her perfectly.

Since there is no underwear on was totally, Laura was constantly trying to pull the hem of the short skirt down to no more male attention than there anyway to attract. Even without her now very physical kind of clothes she was an eye-catcher for the male world.

She was not particularly of great stature, but her pretty face framed by long light brown hair and her face – like many of her male acquaintances emphasized time and again – incredible sweet butt left a deep impression again and again.

They just took the last sip from her glass, when a shadow fell over them. When she looked, she saw the distinctive look of their new lord for two days. He was tall, slender, with black hair, a little Mediterranean touch and was very neatly dressed.

His face looked bored, almost a little when he told her simply dispensing with a closing phrase commanded. “Come along”

She got up and followed her master already hasten away like a faithful dog. He led them into a black Mercedes, which fit perfectly with the exterior of its owner. Laura sat in the front passenger seat, with her skirt hiked up and she felt her bare bottom, the cushion.

The cool leather on the skin of her Laura Pos caused a slight, pleasant goosebumps. He sat behind the steering wheel and looked at her briefly. “Put your right leg onto the seat with your hand and pat your genital area,” he said in his usual monotone kind obviously

Laura followed his order, because it was known, never wise to upset a new master at the very beginning. Then he started the engine and drove off. The largest part of the ride was completely silent, Laura did not dare to say something to her master steered the car through the apparently highly concentrated increasingly becoming a rural area. So they had time to look at him from the corner of my eye a little closer.

He was in his mid to late thirties, almost a boy compared to its last master. It was obvious that he had to be very wealthy. A certain aura of power surrounding him like a perfume.

Surely he would get drunk too little sense of what Laura quite relieved. Suddenly she found herself at the thought that there would probably worse ways to spend his weekend, as with this man to have sexual intercourse.

“Pull yourself together, girl,” she immediately thought, “who knows what perverse preference for this type maybe.”

She winced slightly as he spoke to her suddenly straightened, but without taking his eyes off the road. “Now, open your jacket a bit and expose your breasts.”

Laura obeyed immediately and then was almost a little disappointed, as he then still risked not look at it. “Maybe he liked my breasts,” she thought with a twinge of worry. But your breasts were firm and well formed, but they were not just big.

“Maybe he’s on huge things, and finds me attractive,” frightened them and was amazed that she actually was on the verge, want to please their new masters sure. She tried to scare away those thoughts and focused on their completely alien environment.

Suddenly, her master was speaking at a small parking lot and turned to her. He looked at it briefly and still without a hint of emotion in the face and then said: “Bend forward and place your hands behind your back.”

Laura obeyed without hesitation, her master took a cord from the glove box and tied it with a few practiced movements of the wrists together behind his back. Then he took off her sunglasses and her association with a white cloth eyes.

Well, Laura could perceive the rest of the trip only with their ears, and told her master until he finally stopped the car no more. After he had helped her get off, he took her gently by the arm and led her on a dirt road apparently.

Laura stumbled over that she went because she was not really accustomed to move, blindfolded, hands tied and high-heeled boots on dirt roads.

After a few meters it was lucky for Laura already reached the goal. She heard him open a door, then she has continued, he immediately locked the door again. Finally, he removed her blindfold and she could become familiar with their new surroundings.

They were in a relatively large room with no windows, which was dominated by a huge bed, which gave the term a whole new dimension playground. The wall opposite the bed was occupied by a high, wide mirror that covered almost half the total wall area.

Many loops and chains on the walls and ceiling, and many strange racks Laura betrayed that this room was probably used almost exclusively for pleasure with female slaves.

“Has this guy that really necessary?” Thought Laura. “He can probably still with his looks and his money are so many noble, beautiful women as he wants. Why he prefers simple slaves?”

At that moment, Laura’s ruler dissolved their handcuffs and spoke with her again. “Now pull your jacket and your boots off and kneel in front of the bed.” Laura was happy to finally come out of these gizmos was terrible high-heeled, but simultaneously captured by a strange restlessness.

Why did he allow so much time? Why could not she take off her skirt and the same order with her cute butt might finally awaken his desire? As she now knelt obediently in front of the bed, she only wore the white mini skirt, but even that came before her too much.

She could never have imagined, actually serve once one masters want to sexually. Now he sat before her on the bed and attached white leather cuffs on her wrists and her neck. Her ankles were treated with such collars.

Then he said: “You will now learn the most important in my usual rules that a slave who asked not to be punished in a variety of follow must. First, I will improve your current position. If I order you to kneel, then place the left foot on the right and position your knees as far apart as possible. Then put your hands on your thighs, palms up, fingers outstretched and spread. ”

Laura followed the instructions and felt a comfortable tingling in her abdomen. It excited her to obey his commands.

“A principle of my dominion over my slaves, it is never to impose a punishment without crime. This means that in the next two days are never beaten or otherwise punished, as long as you follow my instructions without hesitation correctly. Previously, you give me in this respect of any cause for complaint. ”

Laura blushed slightly irritated and noticed that a good dose of pride welled up inside her.

“You fool,” she thought to herself, “you’re at it, you fall in love with your master. Get some back to normal!”

“Furthermore, you may only speak when you are asked by me to do so. Amazingly, you have obeyed this rule so far, even without knowing it. ”

Laura struggled to suppress a satisfied smile.

“It will also be presented so far come to you as if I were not just an emotional volcano. My way is a bit brittle but just pure habit. I would not deny it to you that your sight quite excites me. ”

Laura’s pulse quickened noticeably. “I would not just take only as many others do with their slave master, I would enjoy. It implies, however, that you play enough. And I ask of you. If I want to kiss you, it gives me not only when you open your mouth, then I demand a reply from my kiss, so passionate it just assets. If you take my penis in her mouth, then I want you thinking of nothing else than to satisfy my lust. ”

The tingling in Laura’s abdomen assumed alarming proportions. “If he would only finally make something with me …” she thought uneasily. “Particular perversions, I do not care. Except maybe that I do not like to leave my slaves roam freely. As you have probably guessed because of the cuffs are They tied up almost the entire time here in some form or chained to spend. ”

As if to underscore his contention that he took in that moment, Laura’s arms and tied her wrists to the right and left on her neck.

“What’ll I do exactly with you over the next two days, I know not yet complete. I’ll gladly be guided by sentiments. The next hour will be filled with it, however, you test out first. That is, I aim first three orgasms in you, one for each possibility. The first in your mouth, your pussy in the second, the third in your butt. Get up now. ”

Laura came with a little effort on your legs and felt her vagina was not particularly dry. She swayed slightly as he took off his coat, and now she admired her for the first time in its entire beauty. Then he undressed himself and lay down on the bed.

His penis was fully erect. Laura was ordered to kneel over him so that she could take his penis into his mouth while he was able to lick her vagina.

Because of their chained hands to accomplish this positioning was not easy, but Laura tried as quickly as possible, just start with the service of love can be.

It took only a few minutes to Laura’s disappointment, got her master to the first ejaculation. “She continues blowing him, I would like to penetrate the same,” he said suddenly no longer completely impassive tone.

Laura tasted the salty taste of his sperm on the tongue, as they are now trying to get his penis as soon as possible, ready for use again. When she felt the first success of a mild swelling, increased their efforts, for she was absolutely certain to be insane if this tail would not penetrate in a few minutes in her pussy.

A surprised sigh escaped her as his tongue moved out over the lower edge of her pubic area and long for a glorious moment tickled the sensitive rim of her anus.

Laura was not disappointed. Abruptly withdrew their Lord in the oral sex turned her on her back, spread her legs and penetrated deep into it immediately.

A deep groan escaped Laura’s happy her throat as she sought her lord so intensely felt within. Again, he needed only a few minutes until he came to orgasm again. Although the one hand, Laura was not so pretty, on the other hand, it showed very clearly that her body was without doubt more than a little pleased.

There followed a first rest phase, in which he sucked on her erect nipples and she would have answered his kisses safe even without its rules very passionate. Eventually he said: “Excellent. But we remain on schedule, now I want to make me your beautiful buttocks. ”

Laura was stunned when she saw that his penis was again sharply in the air like a tin soldier upright. Before that moment she had been a little afraid because she has never been taken before anal, although some of her admirers that would have gladly done once many years ago.

My Lord seemed to guess her worries, because he immediately said: “Do not worry, I’m your anus lotion once something and then penetrate very careful. If you remain relaxed, the anal intercourse will not hurt them. ”

He took her hands from her neck and fixed them on her back instead. Then he sat down on the bed and after Laura had to ask him before leaning forward so he could pre-treat their Poeingang accordingly. Then he pulled her towards him and Laura sat down slowly on his lap.

When his penis tip touched her anus, she shrugged again briefly, but then he already penetrated deeper without problems. As she sat on him, he pulled her legs up, her feet on his knees and began to ride him gently on leave. Laura had never in her life seen such a sex act intensively in these moments.

She wished that it would never end, but now even their ruler could not suppress a soft moan and discharged more rapidly used in Laura’s rump.

“They are fantastic,” he brought forth audible satisfaction. Laura leaned back a bit and now exhausted almost like a school girl cuddled up on the first date on the shoulder of her master.

He lit a cigarette and asked her if she wanted to smoke, too. She nodded wearily, and he pushed the fag in his mouth. Laura greedy sucking the smoke and was meanwhile absolutely sure that this weekend they would never be able to spend more than this.

“Stand up,” he said after the cigarette was smoked. He positioned Laura under a kind of rope with many chains, their hands tied now together in front of her body and put them on a hanging from the ceiling chain at about the level of her face. Then he took a staff of about one meter in length and chained her feet to the ends of the rod so that it is now very wide apart and stood erect before him.

His work seemed to have satisfied, because he regarded them strikingly intense and sympathetic. Then he went to a small closet that she had not yet consciously perceived, poured himself a glass of red wine and turned on music. Laura saw a piano concert of Chopin, and wondered whether her master was not predisposed perhaps much more romantic than it was for ordinary.

He sat on a chair next to the closet, she looked with interest, and he longed now apparently for some kind of communication. “You are now enslaved only the third time in your life, right?” He asked, and Laura was amazed once again how much information he had obtained over them.

She nodded and thought of their first draw, as it shortly after her 18th Birthday of a young student who may have been just in his early twenties, had been dauerpenetriert two days.

“Do you have at the moment a boyfriend?” He asked further. She shook her a little too conspicuously clear my head and remembered that only a little over two months in the past scene, as she had given her long-time friend of the country pass, because he it had become just too boring.

“That was just your first anal sex, is not it?” He inquired further. Laura blushed and nodded hesitantly, because she was ashamed that she did not have as much sexual experience as her master.

“Maybe I would have rather have to try it,” she admitted on and hoped that he had made fun anyway. “It was clear to me. Although they were extremely good for a beginner, but you always notice when a young Dame it is not yet accustomed to all their openings are used. ”

He got up, put his wine glass aside, and Laura said, with ever increasing astonishment that his penis was swollen again.

He stood behind her, a chain of one of the cables attached to the rod between her legs and said: “Keep it short on tight, I’m going to bring in a somewhat uncomfortable position.”

He pressed some mechanism, and the chain he had attached to the rod, Laura’s legs pulled backwards and upwards. After a few seconds Laura was hanging with my face down and pushed back by one uncomfortable about thirty inches above the floor of the room. She was now completely unable to move and she knew that had their charms, not least, are clearly due to their legs spread wide for the viewer to bear.

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sara sina and make an effort. They should also better, because they both know that the punishment would be severe. I enjoy the blush that rises in their faces when they lick the cunt juice from my other toes. They kneel before me, his hands tied tightly behind his back. Occasionally one of them cross-eyed to the other and sighs softly. I know that in these moments, her juices flowing. And they know that I know. For the two belongs to this particular humiliation. sara sina and share everything after all, after all they are sisters.

She had applied some time ago. Twins, who had only themselves to each other and then confessed their wishes. Be subjected to being a slave of another. It took a long evening and the aid of the cane to extract them that they had even tried to dominate each other to do each other favors. But both were heterosexual and had no sign of dominance in their delicate bodies. And so it finally came to me.

The two were not identical twins, yet they looked remarkably similar. I say “saw” because after all this time when my slaves themselves were clear distinctions emerged both had from the beginning, the desire for both:.. Pain and submission I do not remember what it was, but I decided on the first evening, where they were kneeling before me, that should be sara the one that would spend their lives in pain and sina one who play in their lives humiliation the key role would be. It could also be vice versa, or balanced, but I liked the looks the sister threw her sara, sina when tied tight like a worm had crawled through the apartment. sinas view when sara from the pain of my torture was reared in the every way.

One of the first changes I had made to them was to pull them through the rings Mösenlippen. Not so much because of the optics, but to seal her pussy with padlocks. The keys are of course in my possession. Will one of the two actually feel something in their greedy cunts, they must earn it. And it is hard to earn. Every morning, each of them pressed their lips on the pussy of the other and drink their own urine. Both are wearing butt plugs, now large, and wants to dump the one that must take the other to plug into your mouth and suck it clean.

saras body looks today is no longer such a way as to the time when we met. He is now almost permanently solve welts covered by the new from the old before they can fade. Her nipples and her clitoris is enlarged permanently, thanks to my vacuum and weight training and their Mösenlippen dangle loosely between her legs. sina still looks like the first day, as long as she is an obedient slave, but their behavior has changed. She moves on all fours now so naturally that it seems unusual to see them stand up straight times and they seem to be constantly on the go again to fall to their knees.

This evening began like many others: sina got put on her leather mask, a full head mask, which only provides openings for the eyes and mouth. I laced into a straitjacket. Then they could watch as her sister squirmed under my whip. saras body absorbs the pain like a sponge and I should know, I come to allow her would break her out of her orgasm like a volcano eruption. I’m still. It would be fun to bring them to the climax, the last eight weeks and her sister could not have. But she deserved it?

During the week I did not always have the time to look after them, so they are given tasks that need to run. sara had suffered an extensive whips her pussy through her sister, while she had an inflow from both keep their urine. They both are still reluctant to “treat” each other, but they have no choice and their reluctance amuses me. Had two afterwards go into the bathtub, and Sina was her sister pull the plug out of the anus and her hole ten minutes lick. was expected, sara unable to hold back and the contents of her intestines gushed over sinas face and body. sina therefore had to spend chained naked and unwashed in the bathtub the night.

So had seen sina failed technically, and would deserve an orgasm. But I decided to let sara suck my balls while I was riding on sina, clutching Mösenlippen. Experience, as her sister gets fucked her asshole always right under her nose, while her own horniness grew more and more, I liked more. Of course, she would lick me first and then her sister clean. For a moment I was tempted to also let them come to masturbate in front of me or maybe get licked by her sister, but a few weeks, she keeps it safe from yet. Finally, she has no choice.

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