DeAnn’s Submissive Weekend (Part Seven)

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During the short ride down the two floors to the dungeon Junior told me, “I’ve never taken a woman as old as you to our play room before. I hope we won’t be disappointed?”As the elevator door opened I had my first look at their playroom and I looked over at Junior and told him, “I’ve never disappointed anyone in my life Sir, and I don’t intend to disappoint today.”Junior smiled, then he took me by my left arm and led me out of the elevator and into an elegantly decorated BDSM play room. I was impressed. They had a lot of bondage furniture including a very sturdy looking St. Andrews Cross, a large cage, large table with tie down straps, mirrors, photography equipment and a wall full of whips, cuffs, sex toys, hooks, clamps, and some things I wasn’t really sure what they were or what they might be used for.The walls were stone and the decor was that of a very authentic castle dungeon. I saw a large fireplace and torches sticking out along the walls and they suddenly lit up as Junior clicked a remote he pulled from a pocket. I realized the torches almanbahis and the fireplace were actually electric but they looked very real. Next Junior dimmed the lights and standing there naked I found myself feeling very, very vulnerable and I liked it. The atmosphere was chilling in one way but I found myself seriously aroused as I took it all in. The fireplace, the torches, the chains, yeah, the atmosphere was very stimulating.I’ve never actually been in such an elaborately done room. A room that had only one purpose. This room was dedicated to Domination, submission, pain and of course, pleasure.My high heels clicked loudly on the stone floor as I was led to the far wall where a selection of whips were hanging. They stopped me in front of the whips and Junior said, “Would you prefer pain or pleasure today?”I felt a chill run up my spine and it wasn’t because I was standing there naked. The room temperature was actually a bit warm. No, it was knowing I had agreed to come down here with three young, black, strangers, thinking it would almanbahis yeni giriş be exciting and not really knowing exactly what I was getting myself into. So far I had pretty much been having a great time. Now,looking at all those whips, the reality of what the next hour might bring was hitting me big time. The strangest part was I came to realize that deep down, I wanted this. Whatever was going to happen, I really wanted this. That revelation was a total surprise to me. I didn’t really realize until now how deep my submissive urges went. This was a startling discovery.I felt another shiver of excitement as I answered, “It is for you to decide master.”Michael finally said, “C’mon man I want to fuck this bitch. Let’s get moving, we only got a lousy hour.”Michael and Steven each took hold of one of my wrists and pulled my arms up over my head while Junior clamped my wrists with the cuffs that hung from chains dangling down from an overhead beam. After they cuffed me Junior pressed a button on the wall and the chains tightened almanbahis giriş and pulled me up onto my tip toes and then he let off the button so that I was stretched tight, only the toes of my heels touching the stone floor.Right away the frenzy started. I felt hands running up and down my body. Fingers, probing in my pussy and minty flavored oil being splashed in my face, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth as the oil ran over my tongue and down my tits. As I hung there, helpless, I felt the hands and fingers squeezing, probing, slapping my tits, ass, my pussy and then my face too. With my eyes closed to keep the oil out I really couldn’t see who was doing what and it really didn’t matter. I could feel the pinching, and probing, and the slapping. A hard swat to my butt, another across my face. Then another series of slaps across my ass. My face stung. My tits stung, and my ass was on fire. I was in a submissive trance, and strangely, loving it all, needing more.Then a voice broke through and I heard Michael say, “You want it, don’t you slut? You want a big, young, cock in your pussy, don’t you?”I felt the frenzy too and I heard myself urgently saying, “Yes Master, please fuck me.”Two of the brothers then slid an arm under each of my legs and lifted me up, off the floor.

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