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Whoa boy Part 05 page 4
"Oh my you're quite wet, was being a mistress exciting for you, pet?" Mistress Lynn inquiries. (Hum, Hum, Aww!) Jenifer clears her throat and moans as Mistress Lynn starts stroking her pussy, pushing a wave of pleasure through her body. "Yes Mistress, " she begins to answer, "I got very excited playing with your slave, Ma'am." she declares. (Aww!) she moans again, "May I speak freely, Mistress?" Jenifer asks as another wave of pleasure causes her to quiver.
Getting loads of enjoyment out of watching Jenifer squirm and dance at the end of her hand. Mistress Lynn finds herself admiring how attractive Jenifer really is. She also relishes the thought that as of tomorrow , Jenifer will belong to her for the duration of her stay. "HEY! Eyes to the wall!" Mistress Lynn declares sternly catching Baby Doll stealing a peek over his shoulders. "Did I say you could watch us?" she asks with conviction.
Shamefully Sam replies, "No Ma'am. I'm sorry Ma'am, " as he turns his gaze back to the bare wall. “I’ll contend with you in a minute, slave. You can bet on it. But first I have this cute little thing to deal with,” Mistress Lynn proclaims as she turns her attention back to Jenifer.
Jenifer shivers for a moment as a chill races up her spine. Whether the chill is the result of Mistress Lynn’s proclamation, or a simple carnal reaction to the stimulation coming from the fingers probing her pussy. The shiver did not go unnoticed, Mistress Lynn smiles and penetrates her finger even deeper into Jenifer already wanting vagina.
“Dear god, child are you cold?” Mistress Lynn queries with a giggle. “Lets see if I can raise the temperature,” and she starts stroking three fingers deep within Jenifer dripping lips. Jenifer gets into the moment by gyrating her hips all over the place and moaning the whole time. But as Jenifer feverishly grinds towards her release, Mistress Lynn has other plans for her.
Soon thereafter Jenifer starts her desperate pleading, “oh! Mistress I’m cumming. I need to cum! Oh my god, I’m so close. Can I have permission to cum?” Mistress Lynn refrained from replying and continued to pump away. All that Jenifer knew is a few more strokes and she won’t be able to hold back any longer, “fuck me,” she gasps, Mistress can I fucking cum, I can’t hold on any longer.”
Now is the time for Mistress Lynn to do her thing, “NO!” She yells as she pulls all her fingers from Jenifer’s pussy, and simultaneously grabbing Jenifer hair to pull her head back so she could look Jenifer square in the face. “Yeow!” Jenifer protest, then less vigorously she whimpers, “oh no,” from the sudden lack of stimulation. Jenifer knew better than to say anything, but she instinctively reaches up and cups her hands over the one, Mistress Lynn is clutching her hair with.
“Here, suck on these!” Mistress Lynn orders, putting her three pussy juice soaked fingers on Jenifer’s lips. Jenifer wanted to resist sucking on her own fluids. It has been a long time since anyone has ordered her to do so. Jenifer finds sucking her own juices so humiliating. But she has a strong feeling that saying no
to this woman, would not end well for her. So grudgingly she opens her mouth wide.
Mistress Lynn nods approvingly and says, “good girl, now clamp your lips around them and give my fingers the best blow job of your life.” Not resisting a bit Jenifer obeys and clamps her lips down about midway on Mistress Lynn’s fingers. Immediately the taste of her love fluids premerated throughout Jenifer’s mouth. That first slow stroke down the fingers to the knuckle, then back to the fingertips, guaranteed a full complement of her salty juices, and yes, she still feels humiliated.
“There, that should take care of that potty mouth of yours,” Mistress Lynn declares, “speed up the pace. I want to hear gulping and slurping as though you were going down on the real thing.” Mistress Lynn watches as Jenifer’s obey and listens to the rhythmic noises coming from her toy’s lust song, “gawk, slurp, gulp, smack, gawk.” Jenifer cast her eyes upwards, as to plead for a quick end to this humiliation, unfortunately for her, Mistress Lynn wasn’t buying into it.
“You know dear, you were so close. All you had to do was say the magic word,” Mistress Lynn taunts. “Gawk, smack, gurgle, slurp,” Jenifer’s lustful chorus continued as a momentary look of confusion crossed her face, before she realized what Mistress Lynn was referring too.
Seeing the look on Jenifer’s face indicated to Mistress Lynn that she understood, “That’s right hun, a simple, please and I would’ve let you cum. You didn’t and instead of having an orgasm which we would of made Baby Doll clean up with his tongue. You find yourself sucking your own pussy juices.” Jenifer pulls her mouth of Mistress Lynn, “I’m sorry Mistress,” she apologizes.
“Hey! I don’t recall giving you permission to stop,” Mistress Lynn scolds Jenifer venomously. “Get you pretty little mouth around those fingers, and don’t bloody stop until I tell you to.” Lynn orders.
Without uttering a word Jenifer pulls her hair back over her shoulders and wraps her luscious lips around Lynn fingers again.
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Lt. Jill's Interrogation part 5 page 3
(Click!) After two more hours of teasing Jill, Mistress Thorne turns the magic wand off. Jill's body is covered in sweat from head to toe. Her chest heaves high and low as she sucks in air. Her defiant strong head is hanging low, and her arm muscles look strained as they bear her weight, because her legs are now weak and wobbly. But despite all that Jill is still tight-lipped.
"How much more are you going to take?" Mistress inquires, taking Jill's chin in her hand. Looking deep into Jill's eyes, Mistress sees the first crack in her armor. In the corner of Jill's eye, there is a tear. Mistress Thorne tries a little compassion, "you don't have to do this Jill," Mistress Thorne comments, "you have nothing left to prove. You are without a doubt the toughest adversary I've ever come across. No one has ever withstood me for so long before." then Mistress Thorne says, "but don't you think it's time to stop subjecting yourself to all of this torment, Jill." Thorne then praises Jill, "nobody will think any less of you if you do speak to me. You have proven that you're tough."
Lt. Jill stood there bound, stretched and naked. The only thing she desires is an orgasm. The one that Mistress Thorne is keeping just out of her reach. But as much as she wanted that relief. That mind-blowing orgasmic bliss. She knew that she had to endure. Everyone picked for the mission knew, going in how important the mission is. The stakes are high, if successful it could mean a quick conclusion to the conflict that plagued the country. No, she could not break, even though her body is crying for an orgasm. So Jill locks glares with Mistress Thorne, pushes back the fog that clouds her mind and says, "although tempting, and you know better than anyone how much I ache to cum. But between two female warriors, if our roles were reversed and I had you stripped and restrained, and I was torturing you with an orgasm. Would you talk?"
A smile stretches across Mistress Thorne's face. She takes both hands and starts caressing Jill's breast. Taking them both firmly in her hands and gently squeezing them, followed by teasingly frolicking with Jill's nipples, which caused Jill's pussy to throb again. Mistress Thorne holds her gaze with Jill and begins to reply. "I would be like you Hun! I would resist for as long as possible. But we're all human dear and we have needs, and if teased long enough, we all will do what is necessary to get that need." To prove this point, Mistress Thorne takes both Jill's nipples between her fingers and she squeezes them. She is rewarded by getting the desired effect of Jill rolling her head back and moaning, while her body tenses up once again. Mistress Thorne plays with Jill's nipples until they are stiff and perky. Her next action causes Jill's eyes to bolt wide open.
From around her neck, Mistress Thorne removes the chain with the two nipple clamps attached to it. She had placed them there earlier, but figures that now is as good a time as any to use them. She holds both clamps up, working the mechanism so Jill's bulging eyes could see the jaws open and closes. "you know what these are, don't you dear?" Mistress Thorne asks. Jill does not answer, she just pursed her lips together and with a nervous expression nodded her head up and down.
"You see, Jill unlike you, I have the luxury of clear thought. I know that I would try to resist my interrogator. But unlike you, dear, I am not the one who is naked and being tortured. I can easily say that I wouldn't reveal my secrets, I also know that I have a multiple of toys to tease you with, and I can keep you in a state of frustrated bliss for as long as I would like. The only question is whether the information you're hiding is worth what I am going to put you through." Mistress Thorne says as she takes one of Jill's nipples, pinches and stretches it. Then with her other hand, she clips the clamp to it
Jill grimaces as she bites down on her lip again as the full force of the clamp takes hold. The burning sensation ripples around her nipple, before cascading through her nervous system to her pussy, causing it to pulse. Her chin falls to her chest as she watches Mistress Thorne do the same to her other nipple. "Aww! Fuck," Jill whimpers as the second clamp's jaws bite into her soft sensitive flesh.
"Isn't ironic that the pain being inflicted on those sweet nipples can cause such intense pleasure down here," Mistress Thorne points out as she starts to caress Jill's pussy. Pushing her finger in slow tantalizing circles over Jill's engorge clit. Thorne has been pumping drugs into Jill's system, which is causing Jill to be super horny, she feels the sudden torturous buildup to another orgasm.
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