RAPE

rape

INCEST

incest

BEASTIALITY

beastiality

MATURE

mature

BEASTIALITY STORY IN PICTURES

Mistress was satisfied that pet had tried his best and was now resting to prepare for his next ordeal. She quietly tip toed away and took up her sentinel position behind the kitchen door. Stifling a moan as she licked her index finger and circled her now throbbing clit, sliding her middle finger into her velvet recess. She lifted the finger to her nose and inhaled deeply.
"Mmmmmm, sooo nice" she thought to herself and slowly, sensuously sucked her fingers as the wish formed that she could use her pet right now! However there would be time enough later. She had read and memorised every word of his Epistle and was certain she would add to its enticements. He would learn that he did not always receive what he thought he deserved and that when she was his Domme then he would most certainly be her slave! "My darling slave," she mused as her mind replayed some of their earlier games together, "payback can be such a bitch!"
John was aware that time was getting precious, as he lay on the blanket anxiously awaiting his Mistress. The entire time John was aware of her stare. He tried hard to relax but found it almost impossible trussed up as she had left him. He tried hard to relax but the humiliation at his predicament crept forward, then receded, and then crept in again. What must she be thinking of him, knowing how aroused he was and that he was desperate for more of her special punishments? Her heady, sexual perfume permeated the air . . . what could a poor trussed slave do?