To call it a dress would be an insult to dresses but the clothing worn by Sophie did anything but insult her figure.
The leather 'dress' clung to her waist. The frilly fabric pleats were enough to cover the last of her modesty from the front but as she spun round for her admirers they were somewhat lacking in covering her arse.
Not that it was a problem. Sophie was more than proud of her amazing bottom and more than happy to show it off to anyone deserving to watch.
Any eye of a normal warm blooded human would naturally be drawn down her lush slim legs. Sophie was more than entitled to be proud of what was hers, her body, her arse, her legs but what really set her heart racing tonight (aside from the eyes of her admirers) were the stunning Jimmy Choo Leather strappy sandals she wore on her feet. Red in colour, just like the blood coarsing through the veins of warm blooded hunters who watched their prey with every step. She'd passionately fucked her way into earning the gifts that covered her feet but she was equally grateful and excited at having the opportunity to wear them at long last. For all that could be said about the bottom half, the top half left nothing to the imagination. With the material purposely cut away, Sophie's perfectly rounded breasts were out on display except for the circle of material snugly cupped around their perimeter. Her nipples hard with excitement, her hands wandering close without touching as she continued to dance in front of those who sat before her.... |
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The tension in the air meant Sophie knew she wasn't in control here. Her own dancing was intoxicating her senses. Closing her eyes and letting the senses take over. The sound of soft music, the smell of her own perfume mixed with that of the two very different aftershave worn by her admirers. She danced more, hips swaying from side to side, hands moving up and down in front of her body, edging closer to her exposed nipples. Then above her head as her knees bent and her hips swayed lower and lower to the ground, her arse almost touching it. Gracefully balanced she returns to full height.
The sudden movement had caused her pussy lips to part and a sliver of juice slips onto her thigh. Sophie was taken aback by her wetness and her mind is full of the wonderful things that could happen considering how ready her cunt clearly seems to be.
Her head is a maze of potential, even the fact that she was still dancing had seemed to escape her and in that moment, she forgets herself, her hand edges closer and brushes onto her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm"!
SMACK!
Her eyes shoot open, the hand that dared to touch is ringing with pain. A harsh red mark is plain to see even in the dimly lit room. The sudden shock brings Sophie back to reality. She can hear her heart thumping in her chest, in fact it's the only thing she can focus on. Looking at the injured hand she follows the faint outline of a black leather flathead whip. At its end is admirer one. His bulky frame is obvious even in silhouette form, his hand still and steady meaning the punishment he's just handed out was deliberate and intentional
But wait, there should be two.
Sophie wonders where admirer number two is as the chair next to her punisher is obvious by it's emptiness.
Then, Sophie's world starts to dim. She knows the lights have stayed the same level but her world goes black as the blindfold goes over her eyes plunging her into the unknown.... |
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The darkness made her nervous, the darkness made her scared, the darkness made her....horny
Horny, yes! Controlling her emotions and channelling them correctly Sophie realised she was more turned on than ever. Her pussy was throbbing and it needed to be played with.
With all this swimming round her head, the force at which her arms were pulled behind her back didn't bother her at all and as the leather ties went round and round her wrist she was aching for excitement.
Her admirers were easy to tell apart but equally desirable. Admirer one was over 6' tall. Well built but not overly stocky. He had a full head of hair and a lovely tight stomach. His pubes were well trimmed which only served to make his already glorious penis even better.
It was him she felt first, his larger arms were pressed against her as his tongue entered her mouth and his hands on her breasts.
Admirer 2 was definitely behind Her, shorter and not as muscular but a very short hairstyle was matched by his hairless body and pubic area. His long slender cock was of equal length to his male counterpart but slimmer. It wasn't his cock she desired though. His fingers were equally slender and as Sophie was busy kissing admirer 1 she felt 2 of the snakes on his hands disappear inside her. His fingers filled her, finding her enlarged g spot with military precision. But then came the challenge. Admirer 1 pulled away from his kiss.
"You are to cum but you must do it quietly. Not a note is to pass your lips. Do you understand"?
To ensure she was fully aware of the rules Sophie simply nodded but she already knew the enormity of the task in front of her. These were, after all, her favourite fingers to glide on.
Within seconds she was biting her lip. The fingers were tantalising enough. Sliding in and out slowly, then plunging inside and performing a 'come hither' motion on her g spot.
It was the second act that always rushed her to the edge and it was happening all over again. The task became unachievable as a mouth sank onto her right nipple. It sucked to bring a gasp and then bit to bring about a moan.
"Did you just speak mistress"?
The rhetorical questions were a favourite of admirer 2. The fingers stopped working for a moment.
SMACK!
The wetness told her it was the same hand that had just been inside her but the anticipation along with the contact that came as his right hand connected with her left buttock was enough to bring another moan, only louder this time.
"I said you had to be quiet. Whatever shall we do with you"?
SMACK!!!
The second crack was harder and would be sure to leave a mark. As expected, the force drove a louder and longer moan from the mouth of the tied up mistress
"I think we'll have to take matters into our own hands" stated the thick voice of admirer one.
An endless stream of scenarios filled Sophie's head but the hand on her head told her she had to drop to her knees.
Tied up, blindfolded and kneeling Sophie was vulnerable. Her human instincts told her something was close to her face. She edged closer making sure she kept her balance and soon found the large tip of admirer 1's cock. Her lips parted as she licked and sucked the top. A heavy hand on the top and back of her head told her it wasn't enough though. She dutifully pushed her neck forward taking the whole shaft down her pretty little throat. As the slender snake fingers buried themselves inside her again and danced along her g spot her excruciatingly intense orgasm was muffled on the shaft in her throat. |
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