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Adonis
Slowly, he began removing her clothing, his hand gently caressing her
soft skin. She moaned lightly as his hands reached beneath her top and
massaged her breasts. Her legs parted instinctively as he explored
beneath her laced briefs. She glanced into the mirror above them and
studied the immense contrast between her petit body against his naked
Adonis form. Soon her clothing layed in a crumpled pile beside the bed.
The room was hot and steamy, and their body glistened with moisture.
He stood in front of her, held her hands above her head, and told her to
kneel down. As she descended, her tongue quietly explored his muscular
chest. Lower and lower she went, until her mouth engulfed the tip of
his erected manhood. He moaned with delight as he held her arms apart
and shackled them to fur-laced handcuffs dangling from the ceiling. He
removed himself from her, took her nylons from the floor, and gagged
her. The ankle shackles on the edges of the bed quickly held her legs
apart. He then lotioned her body and his with baby oil, his fingers
exploring her curves and penetrating her crevices of desire. Her sounds
of ecstasy were getting louder, but still muffled.
He took an artificial phallus from the hot water, and beginning at her
mouth slowing moved it downwards. It moved past her neck, down between
her breasts, and past her navel. She closed her eyes in anticipation of
the piercing of her womanhood. Instead, he only slightly parted her now
moist lips. Slowly but firmly he inserted the warm, pulsating rod into
her other orifice. Her gasp of suprise soon turned into sounds of
desire as he plunged it deeper and deeper while several fingers of his
other hand stimulated her tunnel of love. Her body squirmed in pleasure,
but her movements were futile against the chains that bound her.
When she had been filled, he again move in front of her and positioned
himself. He entered her slowlyy, savoring how easy her juices have made
the entry. Her breathing and gasping was getting heavier, in rhythm
with his powerful thrusts. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her
breasts mercilessly and pulling and twisting the phallus stuffed into
her. Her arms and legs fought a useless battle against the shackles that
held her open to his pounding, now faster and deeper. She thrashed
about wildly, becoming one with the chains that bind her. She exists
only to please as he ravaged her with ever increasing intensity. Her
screams of joy crashed through the wall tied tightly between her lips.
The room was spinning as she threw her head back and looked up. In the
dream like image above she saw a slave, bound and gagged, under complete
control of her master. He was rewarding her virginity with the most
sinful pleasure. He too was in a spinning room, his body tight and
shone with sweat. All his essence was entering and leaving her.
Finally, with a yell of triumph, he shot into her deepest regions, his
juice mixing with hers. She let out a last, exhausted moan, overwhelmed
by the fires that pierced her.
He held her close for a moment, then withdrew from her. He took the
second phallus from the hot water and with one hand rammed it completely
into her while the other pushed the first all the way in. Through the
gag she begged him to stop. A leather strap was tied around her waist,
and a second strap looped from front to back. The rods that continued to
heat and vibrate are now held in. With another series of straps her
breasts were held up and tied. He then took three small chains, all
connect at one end. At the end of the chains are clamps. Two clamps
gripped her nipples, while the third gripped her clitoris. He turns off
the lights and leaves the room, to attend to his next slave.
She is now left in the darkness, still chained and gagged, with the rods
growing deeper into her and the clamps tightening their grip. Her body
glistened like an angel, her arms and legs held apart as if she was in
flight. She writhed and moaned uselessly, feeling the build-up of the
glistened like an angel, her arms and legs held apart as if she was in
flight. She writhed and moaned uselessly, feeling the build-up of the
tidal wave about to washed her. As moans of delight drifted in from
outside, she closed her eyes and fantasized.