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I slept restlessly, but first in the morning I was still sound asleep when Mrs. Pieterse came to wake me. It was nine hours and they told me to get up and watch BDSM porn with sadistic punishment and sexual humiliation. Thereafter, we went to a nearby mall and she bought a few things that I as a porter service to do. To the outside world was like a mother with her son were shopping, it was all great fun. Before we went back home we had lunch somewhere, and it changed her attitude. She dropped something and of course I picked it up. I had to duck under the table to join you can and while looking straight into her crotch. Automatically, I kept a little longer before I came up watching her and I returned the package that they drop. How long it took Richard, she said, you could not see well? Then I drop one more time, do not you think? She shoved the package clearly with the intent of the table and looked past me while. As I bent down I looked in that direction a little further and there was a lady who followed our movements with interest. Furthermore, we were fairly out of sight. The lady was partly under our table watching and could see that Mrs Pieterse astride sat there I suspected that Mrs Pieterse a show is a nice idea was I crept quickly below the table, pressed my head between her thighs and a kiss on her crotch. She clutched my head in agreement here. I picked the package up, got up and sat down again. Corner of my eye I saw the hand of woman had gone ahead under the table. Mrs Pieterse had obviously seen this and said that Ms. Richard to go and tell her you Mistress asks if they want to keep us company, and maybe now you say Mistress if you speak to me.

I got up, went to the lady and said: Madam, my Mistress asks if you might want to come sit with us and watch FemDom bondage video Jeanette. The lady, an elegant woman in her late forties, said: Unfortunately I have no time, a slave, but if your Mistress’s okay then I think you will last even to the toilet for me to lick. I bowed and said, I will immediately go and ask her. At our table I said: Mistress, Ms has no time but unfortunately she asks whether you think it right that I accompany her on the toilet for her to lick. Tell her it’s okay and that I come here, send the waiter who the lady was now to deal, right through to here to settle. I walked back, the waiter brought the request when he walked over and I said: Madam, my Mistress is a fun idea and said they also stopped coming. She got up and went to the bathroom, I followed her and was sneaking into unseen. We went into a toilet, Mrs. pulled her skirt up, took off her lace panties and put one leg on the toilet. I knelt down beside her and began the pleasant task. She had a completely shaved pubic area and smelled very exciting. I licked and kissed all other characters and occasionally her clitoris, she moaned softly when we heard the door open for space. It was Mrs Pieterse supposedly talked to himself and said that fortunately the door was locked. So we went on and I ran my tongue through her wet hole already quite prepared her button and pushed a few fingers inside. It was a tense situation and very quickly she finished panting heavily. I waited until she gently licked her juices had raged on.

She pushed my head away and put her foot on the ground. I wanted to get up behind me but it sounded stern: Sit down. The toilet door was open and Mrs Pieterse had apparently been watching. The unknown lady went to her and told her: Thank you darling, that was delicious, here’s my card, can I have your phone number I can call you once and maybe I can ask him sometimes borrow from you. The ladies exchanged their data and then the stranger went away, Mrs. Pieterse was now up to me and took the same position as its predecessor and said: Come on slave, I itch. The whole situation had her very excited because within a few minutes she was this far and I could taste her delicious pussy. Ms Pieterse said: So who did you like best slave to lick? I answered the Mistress was very exciting to be able to lick the lady but to serving you, of course, the finest there is. She smiled, took her clothes in order and looked to the door or the coast was clear and we left the toilet. At home I put the purchases in and so I thought that way would have to spend time with my next assignment. Mrs Pieterse had my eye on the clock and seen probably thought the same and the remainder was apparently still used because she commanded: Undress and lie slave and come on. I shot off my clothes and lay down, I must say that the tiles in the hallway were not very comfortable but a lot of time thinking about it I did not because she squatted over my face and pressed her pussy on my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and licked her as deeply as possible.

It was short because she moved and was on my pole down since the events in the restaurant had felt himself well. She began to whip and snapped: Do not you go spray slave, you’re thinking it here for my pleasure. I tried to send my mind elsewhere, but it was not easy and it really was not too long because then I was not sure. And she went on and more and I begged Mistress I love this really is not full can I please come. She gave me a light tap on my face and gasped: You know what I said. She gave me a few taps, and that seemed to help, the swell was stopped. She jumped a few times and then I felt her spasm around my cock efforts. With a supreme effort I kept silent lie because the slightest movement of my hand, it would have been fatal, she rose and lowered her cunt back down on my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and enjoyed her juices. Then she stood up and said: Well Richard, you can go, maybe let me out sometimes. Thank you Mistress, I replied, I think it’s an honor to be able to oblige. I packed my things together, got dressed and left. It was not busy on the road and that was good because otherwise I would not have reached in time to two minutes to eight I parked the car for eight hours and I could ring the bell. Ms Trudie opened it and looked great, her skinny little body was a stark contrast with weighty friends of Mrs. Pieterse whom I had met yesterday. She was dressed in tight black leather pants, a black high-necked blouse and a pair of bright red shoes with a very pointed nose.

She had to look up to me to look at and immediately flashed through my mind that she hated one had reason to be right on my knees and greet her: Good evening, Mistress, I said. She smiled and said: You’re neat time Richard and you remember you remember I do not like to look up to people very well. In the room at the end of the corridor links to you clothes off, you will find the things you need to do and then come into the room you the right. I also figured that they always wanted to be thanked so I said thank you, Mistress. She walked away and left the room right. I got up and started undressing me all over to the room, there I found a black silk shirt and matching shorts, both so thin that you looked right through. To my surprise, there were also a pair of black knee pads. I did everything and the short, more like a slip Sat fairly soon and had clearly see everything inside. The collar of the shirt was a red string that worked on the back was hanging in a loop. I suspected that a strap could be attached. At the door I went on my knees, knocked and went inside. This was not the intention, because she said sharply: You should wait until you get permission to enter slave, go forward again. I bowed my head and said: Please please forgive me Mistress, and went into the corridor. I knocked again and waited but there was no response. After ten minutes wondering if she heard me she called Inside. She was a phone call so I stayed right next door and waited.

The conversation ended and she said: we are so picked up and go to a club where I’m going mostly on Saturday. I assume that everything will be new to you but just do what you’re told, it’ll be easy, it is obvious that you only appeals to me with Mistress and the others with Mr. or Mrs., right? Certainly Mistress, I replied. She continued: I see that some forgot in the room where you found this clothing must also be a belt, probably in a drawer, to go get it. Good Mistress, I replied and went looking. The belt, supple black leather, was indeed in a drawer, I grabbed him and brought him to her. The door was open and I saw her so it seemed better but in the hallway to wait. I heard a toilet flush and she came out, grabbed the leash and made him fast to the cord on my T-shirt. She said: Remember that your presence tonight in my knees are still on unless I tell it otherwise. Mistress Of course, I replied. Shortly after the bell rang, Mrs. Trudie opened the door himself and greeted a friend, I could hear but not see her. She came back, grabbed the belt and said: Let’s go slave, and you say something only if what is requested. The friend was already sitting in the car, Mrs. Trudie opened the back door and let me get in, they got themselves in front. We drove over one hour before a driveway indra, the ladies were having a nice chat as if I was not there. The friend seemed a nice woman of about mid-fifties, also dressed all in black, a lot bigger than Mrs. Trudie is slim but not skinny.

Her hair was very blond, she was heavily made up and painted with bright red lips. They parked the car on the side of a large villa, the ladies got out and opened my door Mrs. Trudie, casually picked up the leash and let me off. Here I was pleased with the kneepads for the car to the entrance I saw was a gravel path. The friend had locked the car and was now beside us and told Mrs. Trudie: If so this is your slave Trudie, nice type. Ms Trudie said: This slave is Mrs. Gretchen, as they walked to the door. It was pretty hard to keep the ladies. At the door was a doorman who greeted them and looked around me, he was apparently accustomed to such scenes. We had a staircase in the basement and came into a large room that was dimly lit by ambient light and there were twenty to thirty people present in a variety of kinky clothing and quite a bit to clear a slave at their feet. The ladies chose a bench along one wall and sat down, Mrs. Trudie said: Sit and showed me my place on the ground between the ladies. A waitress came to ask if the ladies wanted a drink, she was dressed in a tight fitting latex body suit but with long sleeves and long legs. The package covered everything but it accentuated every line of her body. It looked very exciting and I saw several women walking around, so apparently this was the staff. There were drinks and ordered me a glass of water, there was no table nearby, Mrs. Pieterse told me I was on all fours, and when the drinks were brought, she told the waitress to the tray to put on my back, the glass of water was put on the ground with me but I dared not move me because I had no idea of the stability of the tray on my back.

The ladies got their drinks because I heard they are toast. A woman standing with them in conversation with them went, all I could see were her black fishnet stockings and black shoes with very high heels. Ms Trudie told her not to stand and without warning the tray was taken away and put them on my back. She was fortunately not too heavy but it was still a difference particularly because it was so unexpected. The lady made herself comfortable as she went, right in front of my face, with her legs pressed together and so with her full weight on me. It was talked about everything and I had discussed. When asked where she’d told me from Mrs. Pieterse me that a friend of hers in her agency had hired and that I am a willing boy who did his best to meet the needs of the ladies to meet. The unknown woman said Trudie say, I rather suffer from my feet and I need to go to the bathroom, do you mind if I just bring your slave? Yes, replied Mrs. Pieterse, but he can only bring you to the door and then he comes right back and he’s here for the first time so he knows the way yet. How silly of you Trudie, she replied, but well I’ll send him right back. They put down both legs slightly apart and commanded: Put your head up another slave. I did and as she clutched her knees tightly. Towards the left, she continued. I put myself in motion by strong and tear my hair gave them the direction. We had the room all the way through and the back was a hall where a number of doors could be seen about halfway and we had been.

She had me unnecessarily hard on my hair pulled, and also pressure from painful knees were determined. It did not feel good and I was happy with the limitation it imposed. She got off me, gave me a hefty kick and said: Get out you! I got up and wanted to run away but my rider by just snapped: On your knees slave, nobody gave you permission to get up. I realized she was right, sank to my knees and made me come away. Back in the room I saw an elderly lady with a lot of theater was carried in, she was seated in a sedan chair by four men were twisted. The men were dressed as slaves in the Roman Empire. The lady acted as if they own the mother of Emperor Nero was spying she looked around, saw Mrs. Trudie and beckoned her. Before she went to her she whispered to her friend: go to our room and have fun, I’ll be with you soon. She then walked to the woman and greeted her circumstances. This was not our focus and Mrs. Gretchen said softly: Come on, quickly. As quickly as we could have disappeared and we went into one of the rooms in the long hallway inside. Once inside, she sighed and said: Fortunately, I hope they Trudie not stop too long. In the bar drink, pour a glass of white wine for me. She sat down and said let me see you, stand up and put your arms behind your head. Of course I did what she asked and so had my cock in sight are good, but he was half limp under her eyes and felt he grew visibly. She said: Oh, how nice he puts his head on because I look at him, turn around. Okay, that’s enough, she added sternly, back on your knees and kiss my feet.

That was something I was good at, so I quickly knelt at her feet, took off her shoes, gave kisses on her feet and took her toes in mouth. I sucked it, licked it thoroughly, looking now at her reaction. She closed her eyes and leaned back, apparently they enjoyed this treatment. Help me out of my pants and lick me, she said dreamily. She lay on her back and pushed her hips up so that I could do her pants. She had a delicate lace panties that I just let sit. I started kissing her inner thighs and even kissed her lips through the panties teasing around. After a while, pressing her hips back up to indicate that the panties had, it was already pretty moist and I pulled it out. I pressed my nose into her crotch and inhaled deeply on its overwhelming smell, stuck my tongue between her lips and licked her juices to her clitoris, sucking it and biting very gently. So I worked back and forth and I felt my cock reared by the delicious smell and taste. I licked harder and worked a few fingers inside. This did not last long because I noticed her muscles were already beginning to attract quite a bit later and she finished uttering fierce cries of awful. I let her breath and licked her juices that flowed abundantly had on. She rolled onto her stomach and said: And the back, slave, and then get my ass so deep you can. I caressed, kissed and licked the bottom of this wonderfully nice woman and worked steadily in her perineum.

She pulled her knees under her so her hole was easily accessible and I edited it in detail. After quite a long time she cried suddenly: you cock it, shoot slave, you cock it. I ripped my shorts off and pressed my cock, which was at full strength against her ass and inside. It took very little effort and if he popped inside. I started slowly with her long strokes into her fuck hole and she grabbed her crotch and fingered themselves fiercely. She screamed loud and cried spray, spray slave! That was not against deaf man’s ears and with two or three short meet came in waves like a whirlwind and I sprayed endlessly in her hole. Panting, she said, Lie down so you can clean up your mess. I pulled back and put my head between her legs, she came up and pressed her further hole in my mouth and the cum ran as her hole and my mouth. She was what is now shifted and pressed her cunt on my mouth, so drove some back and forth and finally dropped her weight down on me.

Fortunately it did not take long before she got up and said, Help me in my clothes. I grabbed her panties and pants and slid them into place, put on her shoes and then I got myself in my shorts. Only now I saw Mrs. Trudie sitting on a sofa across the room, I had no idea when they came in and noticed that her friend had seen her, I ask: Trudie Gosh, how long have you been? She replied: Oh, for a while but I did not want to disturb you were doing so good. Tell me quickly, continued Ms. Gretchen, what they wanted or you want to make your little venting? No, she replied that I preferred to stay home if you do not mind the evening and here is talking about so I’m better. Of course we do that if you want, said Ms. Gretchen and to me, Come here with your belt. She took the leash and we went through another hallway and straight out to the car. Along the ladies discussed the affairs of the club but I could not follow.