My two “L” sluts were at the beach house. L__ and L__. Both brunette. One pale. One tawny.
One I had broken in to bondage, but I knew she was a natural and born to obey; just the way she took her finger and dipped it in my spilled cum the first time we were together, licking her finger and sucking it with this wicked gleam in her eye. The other “L”: a trained and practicing Domme. I had learned over time with my little Domme that you could always turn them once a cock factored into the equation. As much as I allowed her to play with her slaves on the side, she was always there for me to do my bidding.
Before I headed back to the city, I had taken a walk on the beach with Domme L, telling her what I wished for her to do so that L__ would be whipped into a frenzy for my cock upon my return. I texted Domme L before I left the city to return to them, so that when I arrived home, I found my sluts waiting for me as I had ordered. Thinking of what had transpired (and I knew Domme L and Slut L had obeyed), I could hear L___'s whimpers in my head. I had an erection the entire time I was driving toward my whores.
Domme L was in her thigh high leather boots and corset. L__ was naked except for high-heeled sandals that were a bit too small on her already small feet . Domme L had made her submit and placed red velvet cuffs on her wrists and ankles as directed. As I had demanded, she had diligently secured her nipples in the tight nooses that graced the ends of a foot long piece of nylon rope that I often use for this purpose.
Wisely, she had complied with my directions to tie the opposite end of a short length of coarse rope to the middle of the cord connecting her nipples. At the other end of the coarse rope was an 8-inch dowel. As directed, she had pulled the coarse rope between her legs and maintained a firm grasp of the dowel with both hands behind her back.
She even demonstrated some impressive Domme discipline in setting the knot rather high on the rope so that it stretched her nipples nicely and the rope pulled snuggly into her cunt. I loved seeing those big tits and nipples pulled taut. Domme L had fufilled her orders beautifully. I knew she had stuffed a black leather dildo up L__'s cunt.
She also set up a camera to document her preparations and to record her compliance with my orders, so that I could be propped up in bed with the remote and replay L__’s continued rhythmically tugging her large oiled nipples and rubbing her cunt with the rope she was holding behind her back. It was also there to let me know if she failed to resist the need to cum as she teased her clit with the coarse rope.
All of my sluts knew they were not allowed to cum unless I permitted them to do so. I had looked forward to studying this video to confirm both whores compliance and to see if L__begged for release as she often does when forced to perform for the camera. L__ hung her head as she heard the noises she had been making played back at her over the video. I knew how uncomfortable this made her, but it only made my cock more rigid to hear her cries and grunts.
I made L__kneel before me, silently watching me as I walked up to her.. “No doubt you wish to see me cum now. I know how you starve for my cock. Do you know the level of pleasure and perfection it is to have a begging slut ready to do anything to have your cock?" She nodded her head vigorously. "Anything?” "Anything is a dangerous word, slut."
She wiggled on her knees and started moving her face towards my waist, searching for a way to get my cock in her mouth.Her fear and personal desire made her clumsy, which I took advantage of to remind her that I wanted to cum immediately! I watched her bound arms struggle against the rope as she used her teeth and tongue to unzip my jeans and push the clothing aside, digging for my cock underneath the fabric.
Several times she had to carefully adjust herself so that she didn't topple over. L__strained as she fought to get my cock free and into her mouth. As she worked to please me, I commented on how good it felt and asked her if she too would like to cum. She mumbled a full mouthed and desperate "yes" around my cock. I told her if she continued to beg, and do a good job, I might make her cum later, but first she must show her obedience and please me.
With this encouragement, she began to beg with her mouth full of my rock hard cock, and I grabbed the back of her head and buried my cock even deeper down her throat.With the combination of the fantastic scene unfolding around me: Domme L watching with deeply desirous eyes, knowing she too wanted my cock.... and the talented actions of my slave's tongue and the vibration of her desperate begging, I soon lost control and shot my loaded cock deep into L__'s throat.
I allowed myself to enjoy her continued sucking and begging until I was soft before withdrawing from her and stepping back to see the effect of her erotic actions on her own desires. I watched her juices dripping from her cunt down her thigh, knowing how she desired my cock and that she would do anything to get it, but I wanted them both to be in a frenzy and fighting for my cock. I decided to put both whores to the test.
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L__was clearly approaching a state of orgasm as she had been sucking my cock. It had not escaped me that she continued to pull the rope back and forth through her dripping cunt. I ordered Domme L to move behind L__ and tie her hands to the stick that she had previously been holding. Then I commanded Domme L to return to her front and proceed to place a leather harness around her chest and secure the straps around the base of L___’s breasts. This of course pulled her nipples a bit more, but the whore didn't mind as she loved having her nipples pulled.
When Domme L was done, I told her I would take over, and grasped the rope connecting L__'s nipples to her wrists. I began kissing her neck and caressing her while tugging gently but fairly rapidly on the rope rubbing her clit. I could tell she was getting close, so I cautioned her that I had not given her permission to cum. She started breathing deeply attempting to control her body and will herself not to cum. However, I was not making it easy for her. Soon, she began whimpering and begging earnestly to be allowed to cum. With an firm tone in my voice, I said "Don't you dare cum before I tell you to," and began to tug rapidly on the rope.
I watched as L__ began to tense up in a pre-orgasmic flush. Just as she was about to cum, she let out a low moan and began a long low-toned grunt. I knew she was near, and I yanked the nooses hard enough to pull them off her nipples and slapped her hard in the face. The immediate and violent reaction had the desired effect of startling her off the edge of an otherwise uncontrollable orgasm. "You were about to cum without permission weren't you?" "You undisciplined slut!" "I can't believe you wouldn't wait for me to give you permission. For this you will pay!"
Grabbing her hair, I pulled her to her feet and dragged her to the bedroom to continue her torment. Domme L silently followed. Once in the bedroom, I threw L__ to the bed and ordered her to raise her knees to her chest. Violently, I grabbed the stick to which her hands were tied and pulled them over her ass and behind her knees thus effectively exposing her ass and cunt. I picked up a crop from the hook on the bedpost and gave her ten quick hard smacks before stopping. I took the opportunity to examine the effects of the crotch rope and was pleased to see that she was suitably raw and yet very wet. I wanted to keep her on edge, so I rubbed the crop across her clit until she started to squirm again.
When I thought she might again be climbing the peak towards orgasm, I abruptly stopped and gave her pussy five sharp smacks with the crop. I repeated the pussy whipping and rubbing a few times before tossing the crop aside and pulling her hands all the way over her legs. I dragged her to the corner of the bed and pushed her legs on either side of the corner while lifting her hands over her head and hooking the stick to a conveniently placed eye bolt at the top of our four poster up-right. I have a handy horizontal brace that fits with the post of the bed. It uses a lever action and a rubber base and back that is easily adjustable, similar to the way a tree stands work. I fitted it to the post and positioned tightly into her crotch so that she was forced to lift herself up on her toes to avoid putting her weight directly on her cunt. Domme L watched in awe. Her knowledge of the ways did not extend this far.
I then proceeded to fit the rest of a special harness over her breasts. This consisted of four straps that linked to a spiked metal ring. The metal ring fitted around her areolas and the other ends of the four straps were fed through the D-rings on the leather harness I had previously cinched around the base of her breasts. I turned to Domme L, noting how large her eyes had become, taking all of this in, and I said, “You are the one who loves and collects leather corsets, aren’t you?” She silently nodded at me, too afraid to speak.
I pulled L____’s nipples through the spiked ring so that the points kept her areolas from slipping back through. I then adjusted the straps tight enough to reasonably compress her breasts. I fitted tight clamps to her nipples and connected them to lengths of rope that I fed through the eyebolt and tied to the stick clipped to her wrists, shortening the rope so it stretched her nipples and lifted her breasts, but did not cause the spikes to press into her nipples too much. I do not believe in harming my sluts. Disciplining them and instructing them, yes, but those nipples need to hold up over time to my needs.
I then released the clip connecting the stick to the eyebolt so that she had to hold her arms stretched above her head or her areolas would be pulled into the spikes on the ring encircling them. I picked up the crop and gave her a sharp strike across her belly and as she responded by pulling her nipples into the spikes in an attempt to bring her hands down to protect herself. I repeated the action until she began to resist the urge to pull her hands down. Turning to Domme L, I said, “THIS is disciplining a whore. Not that nonsense that you indulge in with boy slaves licking your boots."
Even though I had cum less than 15 minutes earlier, seeing my bound slut with her huge tits was started to get to me again. I hopped up onto the bed and kneeled in front of her, ordering her to suck me off. Dutifully, she leaned forward as far as she could, without pulling her nipples into the spikes, or putting too much weight on her clit. I wanted to see her desperate to please me, so I backed away from her. She began to beg and twist in pain, begging me to let her suck, but I only smiled and told her she had better work harder, because I might cum soon and without her.
Resigned to her fate, she leaned forward and put all of her weight onto her clit while doing her best to ignore the pain in her nipples. In very little time, she was indeed desperate to make me cum so she could return to her relatively more comfortable position. However, I had just recently cum, and it was a good 20 minutes of extreme pain she had to endure while pleasuring me before I erupted with a groan and shot another hot stream of cum down her throat, and pulling out of her mouth as I came, the remainder landed all over her face.
I ordered Domme L over to the bed to start licking the cum off L__’s face. Deciding L__deserved a bit of a reward for her efforts, I picked up a large spiky vibrating dildo and shoved it into her cunt, which I then held in with a wrap of duct tape, securing the dildo to the horizontal beam. This of course added another inch or so on height to the beam and even straining her toes towards the floor as she was, I doubt she was able to take much of the pressure off her cunt. As I turned the vibrator on high, she began to scream so I decided to do something to keep her quiet.
Walking to the bedroom shelves, I retrieved a 2-pound rubber coated dumb bell. Taking a bit more rope, I tied a three foot length to the dumb bell and used another short piece that I knotted very tightly to her nipples (just behind the clamps connecting her nipples to her wrists). I then joined the two pieces and ordered L__to open her mouth. I explained that she was to hold the dumb bell in her mouth and the consequences that letting it fall would have on her nipples.
I then informed her I was off to review the full tape that Domme L had made, to make sure she had done as she was told before my arrival. I promised her considerably more torment if she had failed to tease herself mercilessly while awaiting my homecoming. I could not tell if L____’s startled resulting expression was because she had not cum, or if it was because she knew how long the tape was running before I had gotten home.
"Enjoy yourself slut," I said, "you may cum if you can." With an expression of both relief and fear, she nodded her head and mumbled an appropriate "Yes, Sir" around the dumb bell in her mouth. As I left the room, she was already climbing to what looked to be a rather powerful orgasm. Domme L never said a word. She never left her position. I wondered if she realized that L__would no doubt sap what strength she maintained in her toes and that the powerful vibrator buzzing at her crotch would likely continue to work it's magic long after she wished to catch her breath. However, that was their problem. I knew Domme L would not dare to go to her slut friend's aid, and I had a video to review and needed an hour or so to get myself back in the mood for pleasure.
I departed the room and went to the kitchen where the sluts had left my meal in the warming oven and then I retired to the living room to enjoy the tape Domme L had made for me. She really had done a pretty good job of the bondage and working L__up with the crotch rope. L____was very pretty and enticing with her begging for relief from the teasing Domme L was putting herself through. It was also quite enjoyable watching the video knowing (and sometimes hearing) the efforts my slut was making for my pleasure in the bedroom.
With rejuvenated lust, I went to check on them. Domme L had never moved from her standing in the corner, watching over the bound L__. On first glance, it was clear that the vibrator had done its job well. There was a string of the slut’s juices dripping from the bottom of the horizontal support to a small glistening pool on the floor. She looked completely exhausted. Her legs only occasionally twitched in an effort to lift herself away from the knobbed and buzzing device on which her cunt rested. Judging from the bend of her arms and shoulders and the ropes pulling her nipples nearly to her chin, I assume she long since realized that her nipples were doomed since no amount of work could help her lift her tired arms. Surprisingly though, even as I examined her, her jaw clenched more tightly on the weight as she struggled not to drop it as another orgasm shuddered through her body.
Examining her nipples, I thought it best to give them a bit of a break, so I lifted her arms again and secured the bar to the eyebolt in the bedpost. After loosening each of the clamps slightly, I gave them a hard yank and freed her nipples. This unexpected action caused her to let out a cry, dropping the weight, which distended her breasts in the opposite direction from which they had so recently been pointing.
With her mouth free, she began frantically to beg for release, promising me all sorts of pleasures for a moment's respite. I reminded her I could gain such pleasures from her any time I wished. As a quick counter, she offered to find others to please me. She looked over at Domme L. This intrigued me greatly, but I pointed out, as before, they would do so anyway-- if I so desired. However, since it pleased me, and since I needed to make sure she got some blood back to her nipples, I ordered her to take the weight back into her mouth.
As soon as it was back in place, and the tension was off her nipples, I proceeded to flick them with varying degrees of intensity while alternating slapping color back into her breasts. I suspect the spikes digging into her nipples were fairly painful, as she seemed to have difficulty keeping the weight in her mouth. As I was still in need of some attention of my own, I pinched her nipples and pulled them straight away from her very hard. She tried to maintain composure, but I ordered her to release the weight. Knowing the futility (and foolishness) of disobedience, she dropped the weight again. It was interesting to see the way it tensioned the nipples as it was suspended between my fingers and her breasts. I let go of her nipples and the weight dropped pulling her breasts downward.
Ignoring her pleas I refitted her nipples with the nooses still dangling from her wrists and got into the bed to stand in front of her. Although she could not see me, I am sure she understood what was required because she immediately began searching for me with her mouth. I again released the bar from the eyebolt so she could stretch far enough to capture my cock in her mouth. As before, this pulled her breasts up (although farther this time since her arms were still tired). It was an interesting battle taking place between the upward pull of her from her arms and the downward pull from the weight.
I told the whore I would release her once I had cum, so she set to, and what little strength she had left, she expended it on my pleasure. As I came, I pulled her head forward and forced my cock entirely down her throat, holding it there until I was completely spent. As I pulled out, I realized she had passed out. I checked her breathing (which was labored and shallow) and quickly released her and laid her on the bed. “Now, sluts,” I am binding you together, face to face, tit to tit, nipple to nipple, cunt to cunt, clit to clit while I go into the other room to decide who I will fuck.
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Day turned to night, and I took a twilight walk on the beach. When I returned, I decided to prepare both women for their night: I ordered Domme L to sit L__ up and to remove the dildo from her cunt. L__seemed pleased to be given this relief and both sluts thanked me for allowing them to move. Once Domme L completed that task, I ordered her to force L__ to stand and place her hands behind her. I walked over and rebound her hands behind her back, yanking the rope tightly at each wrap, to make sure the rope stayed in alignment and that she could not break free.
Ordering L__ to bring her legs together (which she seemed reluctant to do, the little whore,) I bound her legs together at the ankles, knees, and thighs. I then placed a belt around her waist and positioned her standing and facing the side of the bed. After forcing a narrow length of satin fabric between her thighs I placed my right foot behind her heels and my left knee on the bed. I grabbed her hair and pulled her forward. With my foot behind her heels and the bed keeping her knees from bending, she had little choice but to bend at the waist. "Stay" I ordered. Sensing danger, she whimpered, "Oh, please Sir." "Yes," I said in a low voice. "This does please me." I proceeded to shove a large knobby vibrator deep into her cunt and a pump-up butt plug into her ass (both of which were well coated with scented oils.)
I turned the vibrator on low and pumped the butt plug until she started to grunt. Grabbing her by the hair, I then stood her up straight. I secured one end of the satin strip to the belt at her back and pulled the front up hard to press the vibrator against her clit before securing the other end to the front of her belt. I pulled back the sheets, removed my clothes, and slipped into bed leaving L__ standing at attention next to the bed.
“Get over here, whore,” I ordered Domme L. She coolly eyed me. After all, she was used to being Domme with her boy slaves. She knew better than to eye me that way. She would pay. I was ready to shower cum over these cunts and this room. They would never catch it all. L__ needed to learn total obedience to her Dom. She was so used to being the favored. What would be a suitable punishment for her selfish behavior before I left again?
From the bed, I ordered Domme L to enter it with me. L__’s eyes grew wide. She had obeyed, hadn’t she? Why was she not chosen? I lay on my side and pulled Domme L to me, curled behind her. L__ watched. I started pulling at her nipples and listening to her moan, as she twisted to get away from the pain. The slut had fight in her. Once I began rubbing her clit, the twisting stopped as she let out a low moan. She leaned her head back into my chest, and I kissed her neck, while listening to her small voice asking if she might please cum. I continued rubbing her clit, but asked her if she had cum during the night, after watching L__’s repeated orgasms earlier. She said she knew enough not to even think of cumming without permission. "Good girl," I said, "then you may be cumming…or maybe not. "
I picked up the pace a bit until I could tell she was just about there and then switched to massaging her nipples with scented oil on my fingers.. I went back and forth like this for a few minutes and then brought her right to the edge before stopping. I turned her around and told her to suck me and with a whimper of frustration, she lowered herself down the bed to reach and slide my cock into her mouth. L__ gasped. I knew the standing slut wanting the cock. I knew she thought she deserved the cock. But this was about keeping L__ in a constant frenzy of desire for my cock. I always wanted her in this state, no matter what.
I reached over to the nightstand and opened a drawer, taking out a three-pronged chain including nipple and clit clamps. I slid the clamps over each nipple, and dropped the chain to Domme L’s clit, tightening each, then I prepared her for her continued torment. She looked slightly confused, probably wondering how this could be punishment, until I told her she was not allowed to cum. I explained that once her teasing time was over, she would be fitted with a custom made chastity belt, locked up, put before a camera on a tripod, while I hung up the keys and left the room. L__bound to a bed. Domme L next to her. Both sluts bound wrist to wrist, ankle to ankle.
Domme L told me, shamefacedly, that she needed to use the bathroom. I told her she must rub her her clit vigorously for five minutes before being allowed to relieve herself and that she was to continue doing so until 5 minutes after she was done. I knew her swollen clit would inhibit the release of her water and give her pain, and the look of consternation on her face at the prospect of trying to heed nature's call while masturbating was quite sweet indeed. She just hung her head and said, "Yes, Master." Equally sweet words, coming from a self-proclaimed Domme.
When Domme L returned, I had her again get into the bed, and I ordered her to begin playing with her clit again, all under the eye of the envious L__. I got out of bed and wandered over to the computer to see if the camera was recording this activity for my future viewing. All was in order. I loved watching the expression in little L__’s eyes as they darted to me, to Domme L, to the camera, to the computer, back to me. She didn’t know what to do. I knew she wanted to be free, having full access to my cock.
Sensing L__’s mounting frustrations, I went to the bureau and retrieved Domme L’s. crop. I ordered her to begin smacking her own clit with her own crop, something that gave me pleasure and immediately hardened my cock. How many times had she turned that crop on others? I gave her a vibrator and ordered her to open her legs as widely as possible. I then explained that she was to turn the vibrator on to it's highest setting and insert it in her cunt as deep as it would go. She was then to spend the next 15 minutes smacking her own clit with the crop.
This was an interesting development. I returned to the bed and turning to L__, I ordered her to begin talking to Domme L, telling her how to use her mouth and tongue and cunt to give me the supreme pleasure, based on her own experiences and what she thought would give me the greatest heightened pleasures. L__ stared at me in disbelief. “TALK SLUT!” I ordered her. I could see her torment written across her face. Watching another receive my cock when she was always first? I knew she was miserable.
I had Domme L back in the bed, and I took time to secure a penis gag into her mouth, giving her something to suck on while she studied the live cock in front of her…the cock she truly desired. For every word out of L__’s mouth, Domme L was grunting with impatience at wanting me to remove the gag from her so her mouth might be filled with my own rigid, pulsing cock. She wanted my cum. L__’s words were urging her to fight for the cock. To flick her tongue around my cock’s head repeatedly with fluttering licks to make me groan with the deepest pleasure, to take the full length of my cock down into her throat, to the point she thought she would choke. I could see Domme L’s throat making swallowing motions, despite the penis gag in her mouth.
I watched L__’s face redden as her words became action through Domme L’s body. I saw the wet slick run down between her thighs, as the drool escaped out of the corners of Domme L’s gag. I yanked the clit clamp off and heard her cry out under her gag. I took my own leg and wedged her legs apart, grinding my cock along the lips of her cunt as she thrust her body up to mine. L__ suppressed a scream behind compressed lips.
I looked down into Domme L’s eyes and saw the fiery desire as she lay there looking up at me. Very enticing. Very enticing, indeed. As I grazed Domme L’s cunt, I could feel it’s dripping wetness, and I shoved my cock up to the hilt into her cunt. L__ did scream. “SILENCE WITH YOUR SCREAMS, SLUT.” “You will continue to guide Domme L’s fucking. I saw a tear roll down L__’s cheek.
I pushed Domme L’s tits together and yanking my wet cock out, I shoved them between her tits and began tit fucking her. L__ urged her to hold her tits in presentation to me, and to keep them compressed and high so that cock would achieve it’s tightest fit. Domme L did as L__ instructed. I watched my cock head come out of the top of her tits, close to her wet mouth, and the urge to shoot my cum was great. I removed the penis gag.
This was all so enticing. Knowing Domme L usually just enjoyed torturing my slave with me for fun: how brilliant to fuck the Domme in front of L__, disciplining both whores at the same time, achieving pleasure from both. While this was going on, I heard a key open in the lower door and I knew slut E___ was home. “Where is everyone,” she asked? I climbed out of bed, fully erect, and went to order her up to the bedroom. She stared: L__ bound by the bed, Domme L in the bed, the camera and tripod. “Take all of this in, slut, and follow me.” I ordered E____downstairs to a room that housed the bulk of our equipment. Our head room. “Strip, slut…and sit.” She did as she was ordered.
I bound E____’s arms at the wrist and lowered her arms over the computer keyboard. A live stream of the action upstairs played before her on the monitor. “Watch, slut, and use your skills to record in word. I wish documentation of today to take out and review at my future pleasure. Capture it all through your words.” I went over to another computer and surfed the ‘net for a while, occasionally checking up on my whores upstairs via the camera. E____sat upright and silent, never daring to raise her eyes to me. She had her orders.
The camera was well positioned. I could see L__’s trembling bound legs and knew the strain as she fought to keep them from buckling under her. I was mesmerized watching her leg muscles spasm, release, then spasm again. I am sure L__ was thinking, “If I continue to obey, this will end, and I will receive his cock.” When I walked back into the bedroom, she smiled slightly at me with her hope. I returned to the bed and began to caress Domme L again. I was starting to wonder if the sheer torture I had put her through earlier might have left L__ too sore to consider more sex. Clearly this was not the case.
I began fucking Domme L again, once more ordering L__ to tell Domme L exactly what to do to bring me to orgasm. “Twist your cunt and thrust your hips up at the Master.” “Oil your hands, wrap them around his cock and stroke him with firmness.” “Take his cock deeply into your cunt.” I knew each phrase was living hell for L__. Domme L came nearer and nearer to orgasm, as did I. When L__ became aware of this, through our combined grunts and cries, she began wailing, “No, Sir. NO! Please. I beg you. I am begging you. I want you to fuck me, not her!” I do believe she would have dropped to her knees to beg, if she could, but the ropes held her in place.
I turned my flushed face to L__. “Do you want my cock, whore?” She nodded, “yes.” Are you jealous of Domme L getting the cock and not you? She hedged, but knew she couldn’t lie and nodded her head, “yes.” I continued to pump into Domme L. I looked at Domme L beneath me and told her how I had needed a good fuck. I knew this would drive L__ to despair. Domme L turned to L__ and asked her if she wished she was under me, receiving my cock. Tears formed in L__’s eyes and rolled down.
“You can only watch, L__.” Then I had a better idea. “Lean over, slut and lick Domme L’s clit.” She bent her bound body with difficulty, tilted her head down and began licking the slickness of Domme L’s cunt lips and raised clit. I started fucking Domme L with L__’s head next to my cock. At times I could feel my cock and balls rubbing her cheek, against her nose and open mouth. Yet I did not mouth fuck her, as I knew she wished me to do.
I could feel Domme L spasming from the sensations of having L__ so near by, yet solely receiving my rigid cock going rapidly inside and out of her. I took long, deep strokes so that the cock came out, glistening with cunt juices and deep inside again, leaving Domme L thrusting, L__fighting for balance as her flesh and hair brushed me. It was heaven.
I knew it was my time, and I thrust with greater more frenzied strokes until I heard myself crying out in release. I pulled my cock out while the cum was still shooting and I made sure much of it landed on L__’s face and hair. I felt like the cum wouldn’t stop leaving me. I felt like my cock was being milked dry by Domme L’s cunt and L__’s envious eyes. I ordered Domme L to start speaking to L__ about my skills, about how many times I had brought her to orgasm, and to make the moment the sweetest of all…I ordered L__ to lick Domme L clean: her cunt juices, my cum…every drop, and I lay back, propped up amongst the pillows, watching my sluts, knowing the moment had been captured for posterity.
