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They went out again, this time with Africa's hand on their ass, pinned.. Gaia didn't say anything, but she looked around for Ana.. Africa led her back to the bar and when she sat down, Gaia stood between her legs.. Africa's hands slipped under her dress and Gaia turned to her sides to see if anyone was looking.. One of the hands gave her a strong pat on the butt and Gaia gasped from the impact.. Red with shame, she looked Africa in the eye. — If I want to touch you, I'll touch you, bitch.. ¿You got that? She said softly before she bent down to lick her lips.. — You're mine now.. The first instinct any woman can have at those words is a big red flag.. ¿Why did Gaia only feel her pussy wet again at those words? Bitch, you're mine now". I've never been a girl who liked that possessiveness.. I hated her.. Whenever one of her friends had been with a boy like that, she'd urge them to leave him.. And there he was now, wetting his pants for that girl..

Gaia looked into her eyes as she watched Africa recall her lower lip and bend over her.. He took her mouth like it was his own and started to devour it.. The redhead took a few seconds to return that kiss.. ""From lost to the river", he thought as he returned it. He let the other woman's tongue get into his mouth while he put his hands around her neck.. Africa took possession of his mouth, as he traveled it with his tongue.. His hands went up his ass, over and over.. Small gasps escaped from Gaia's mouth and she unconsciously clung to it more.. Africa smiled against her mouth and one of her hands slipped back between her legs, stroking over the redhead's soaked panties.. — You're getting wet again, baby. ¿Why don't you come with me and find out how much fun we can have together? Gaia's heart raced when she heard that.. She closed her eyes in shock when she noticed an invading finger inside her.. She was breathing in and out as she held her neck.. — Come on, you're looking forward to it.. Gaia looked around for a few seconds looking for Ana but as she did so, she nodded slightly. He didn't recognize himself, he was going to a girl he'd just met after he'd run off on the dance floor and sucked her pussy in the bathroom.. — Good girl. — Africa stood up to kiss her one last time and pulled her finger out of her insides.. He took her by the hand and led her down the dance floor.. Soon they were both in front of Ana, who was still with the boy from before, quite caramelised. — Primita, I'll take your friend. Anna separated from the boy's mouth and looked first at one and then another before jumping, screaming. She came over to embrace Gaia, who with her book arm wrapped her around her shoulders. — Go for it, lioness. I knew you and my cousin could hit each other real hard.. — He let go and without letting me answer he turned towards Africa.. — Treat her right, huh? She's my best friend.. Africa just smiled at that and after saying goodbye, she pulled Gaia out.. They walked for a while until they got to the car of the mayor. His heart was racing at a thousand an hour.. He sat in the co-pilot holding his trembling hands.. — Take off your underwear and give it to me, come on. — He said Africa as he started the car.. Gaia was paralyzed when she heard that order.. — ¿Didn't you hear me? Don't waste my time, baby. With trembling hands Gaia lifted her butt to lift the dress and pull out the red thong. He was soaked when he pulled it out by his legs.. He passed it to Africa and watched it hide in his pants pockets as he continued to drive.. He put his hands behind his back but didn't have time to react when the opponent lowered his dress to his belly.. — Stay like that, but without the bra, let's go.. — Gaia trembled a little but her hands unconsciously went behind her, unhooking the bra pin.. Her breasts were exposed and her nipples were stiffening from the air conditioning.. Africa threw the bra in the back of the car.. — We won't need this... He didn't say anything again.. He turned up the music and started humming the melody while tapping the steering wheel.. Gaia couldn't relax. I was stretched out as I noticed and saw her hard nipples. About 15 minutes later, he parked.. Gaia could see it was a multi-story building.. When she went to pick up the dress Africa grabbed her hand, stopping it.. — No, not at all.. Come out like this.. — He let go of his hand and got out of the car, waiting. Gaia stood still. She could still put on the bra and put on the dress and walk out of there.. He may have run out of thongs, but he shouldn't have to put up with something like that.. That's what I was thinking.. She grabbed the handle to open the door, but she came out with her tits all naked.. Africa smiled. Gaia trembled slightly, her body betraying her over and over again.. The older one grabbed her from behind once more and led her into the interior of buildings.. Gaia kept looking over her shoulder in case someone showed up and saw her like that.. The moment they entered his apartment,

Africa nodded to sit on the armchair.. Gaia did, still not dressed properly.. The oldest left the kitchen with two beers left on the table.. He sat down next to her and motioned for her to come closer.. She ended up sitting on her legs, face to face.. Africa's hands rested on her breasts and she began to massage them.. I pinched her nipples, pulled them out, and then squeezed her breasts.. Gaia bit her lower lip and threw her head back.. Pleasure began to swirl between her legs and moved her hips for a few seconds.. Africa saw it and went on to put it on one leg alone while she kept pinching her nipples.. — Come on, little one. You can get that pleasure you seek. — Gaia looked into her eyes, as she gasped and began to slowly move her hips. Slowly over the thigh of the oldest. The first touch made a groan escape from his lips. He kept rubbing a little faster.. Africa pulled her nipples harder and harder and a few moments later she lowered her mouth to one of her breasts. He got his nipple in her and started licking it, biting it and pulling it out.. Gaia groaned loudly and, with her hands on Africa's shoulders, began to rub her face more quickly.. It was burning.. It was pure fire.. The moans were running out of his mouth uncontrollably and he kept his eyes closed because if he didn't, he knew they would turn white.. I couldn't stop. Gaia couldn't stop rubbing herself against that thigh, like it was a life jacket to keep her tied to that pleasure.. The sanity in all that madness I felt at that moment. He was walking too close to the edge of the cliff, and he didn't know how he had gotten there.. — Go on, you little bitch.. It just keeps going on and on.. You must be completely confused now, huh? You want to run, fuck my thigh. Like a bitch in heat. ¿Is that you? That's what you are and you didn't know? Africa grabbed her cheeks for her to look at, but with every hip movement Gaia made, her eyes turned white with pleasure.. Africa spat on her and saw how the girl didn't even move..

She was absorbed in her pleasure and didn't say anything to her, while he was eating her tits again.. The orgasm was growing inside Gaia, powerful.. The older one started slapping her breasts rhythmically.. He alternated right to left and saw them start to get a little red.. Gaia received those slaps and embraced them in her pleasure.. It hurt, it itched, but her pussy got wetter.. Maybe that's why he kept rubbing himself.. His breathing got faster and faster and he groaned louder and louder.. Africa knew it had little time to run. That's why he pushed her away, gently pushing her against the ground.. Gaia fell on her ass and gasped as she realized the situation.. Her dress was wrinkled in the belly, practically naked.. She looked up at Africa, which was smiling with delight.. For a few seconds he lowered his gaze to the thigh of the elder. She was glowing with her juices.. Gaia blushed more, looking away.. — You're gonna think why I turned you away.. If you want to be with me, Gaia, if you want me to make you run like never before, more than once, you must give me everything.. Absolutely everything. — Gaia blinked confused. You're a submissive little one. I knew it the moment I saw you in the distance. — ¿Submitted? Gaia murmurs with a hoarse voice. Africa lets out a chuckle and spits in his face, once again.. The saliva falls from her forehead, through her eye and cheek, but Gaia doesn't move.. His body refuses to move.. — I see no one has trained you... You need someone like me, bitch.. Someone who can treat you for who you are... A submissive. — During these words I had caressed his cheek, gently. Gaia had closed her eyes and let herself go, but when she finished speaking, she slapped her on the cheek.. Not very loud, but noticeable.. — ¿You want to turn yourself in to me? Still feeling everything you're feeling right now? Gaia couldn't answer.. She was so confused and had a thousand thoughts going through her mind.. His lips opened to answer but he closed them again.. Africa could see all her questions flooding her mind.. — Let's do something. I know you're a submissive but.. ¿You like everything so far? Gaia nodded as she looked at her for an answer.. — All right, give me the rest of the night.. If after what we've done you don't like it, you can leave.. If not, you'll be mine. ¿You got that? Understood.. — ♪ Gaia whispers ♪. Africa smiles more broadly. His hand rests on her head, caressing her gently. — Good girl. Take off that dress you won't need, and let's go to my room.. — Gaia went to get up and got another slap.. Jade, blinking to avoid the tears. — Naked on all fours, submissive. Gaia was slow to react.. But a few seconds later, as Africa waited by the door, she stripped and stood on all fours, beginning to follow her.. His pussy got wet without thinking. ¿What was he doing? What was wrong with him? They came into the room and Africa sat on the bed, looking at her.. Gaia blushed at that look and bent her gaze.. — ¿Have you seen yourself, bitch? Wet, with erect nipples. You're almost panting. And you're at a girl's house you just met, naked, on all fours.. ¿Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Gaia blushed even more. — Come here.. — Gaia moved forward again, swallowing saliva.. He got between her legs. You don't have to be ashamed, bitches like you, you do this.. ¿You got that? Understood.. — She whispered in a low voice. He got slapped again.. — Understood, Mother.. During these hours you are mine and you must be polite if you do not want me to punish you. ¿You got that, bitch? Reinforced the last, with a smile. — Understood, Mother.. I'm sorry.. — Good bitch. Get up to bed. Other, of circular cross-section. — Gaia obeyed, got on her bed and knelt down.. — Head up but look down. Knees open a little, back straight and hands on thighs, up. This is the basic position you have to have, bitch.. ¿You got that? Gaia did everything she was told, little by little.. She swallows saliva when she's standing still in that position.. Africa stroked his cheek with and then climbed up into his hair. He turned to go to his closet and couldn't see any more, because it was behind him.. Africa brought out handcuffs, a mask, a ball-shaped gag and a consolator.. He went back to bed and before Gaia could say anything, she put the mask on his face.. The redhead got tense and even more tense when she put the handcuffs on her wrists, tying her up in front.

This is a true story that happened to me here on Todorelatos.. Thanks to one of the last stories I published in the Anal Sex section, I've been meeting a girl with submissive tendencies.. We started interacting through an email he sent me to congratulate me on the story of the Floor Girl, specifically, who I've been interacting with.. Her name is Claudia, and normally, the others see her as a shy, sweet, twenty-something girl, but really inside, as she's shown me, she's a crouching, submissive little pervert who's been popping up in our conversations... He likes humiliation, he's a masochist, and although he cries while it's applied, he gets excited by certain kinds of pain.. It didn't take long (but it did take a lot of talking) until we got into the D/s dynamic, and, despite his shyness, he was revealing to me what he really is and the things he likes most, the kinks he didn't know and I've been discovering him. Behind that facade of a good girl, compliant, first in class, is a pervert who is slowly becoming my dog and starts calling me Amo”. What follows is a conversation between her and me, one she's anxious to see published to feel exposed, humiliated and excited at the same time.. It is a case in which she, who has been sick for a few days, hospitalized, has been talking to me and one night we started a conversation in which fantasy and reality are mixed, cares for a submissive Little, and various kinks. I started writing to him at one point in the conversation, mixing fantasy with direct questions he had to answer.. —And now I'm getting my little one ready for bed.. ¿You want me to prep you? I'd love to. She says.. —Pajamas, diaper, the red and whip-shaped skirt. And maybe something else if you've been good.. Or bad. —I wish ☺️ You want to know what else? Yes. —Yeah, what? Yes, Master. —¿You think the nurses will know you're a perverted bitch? I ask her, provoking her, that she can start to get wet with what her Master, her Daddy, is telling her. - What? Because you are.. —I doubt they know. —Let them know you are.. What.. Other. escríbelo. Confess it. —I am a perverted bitch, Master. — How does writing it make you feel? “It makes me feel humiliated, Master,” she starts getting excited, it’s noticeable in how long it takes to write and how her language changes.. —I'd come to see you.. I'd like a room just for you.. I'd wear a suit, formal. With a vest.

I'd ask the nurse, charmingly, for a diaper.. And, yes, I would tell them it's for you, because I have to take care of you.. And I don't want to be interrupted.. I'd come in, to see you. I'd turn off the lights and just leave the one on the hospital bed.. ¿What are you wearing right now, pervert? But don't answer me in the first person.. You don't deserve that yet.. "You perverted bitch saw.". This is how you'll answer. ¿You got that, dog? I'd love you to come but I'd be embarrassed if they knew. 🙈. Your perverted bitch wore a hospital nightgown, Master. I would, very much and it would make me much more embarrassed. I can perfectly imagine his voice, the strangled tone of pleading, the high-pitched ringing, as in some audio. You can't imagine how kinky and sensual she can become. “Irrelevant, for me pleasure” he continued—. ¿Are you alone in the room or is it shared? Shared. I'd come to your bedside, smiling, ignoring your shame and your company in the room.. I'd kiss your forehead. That way I can check if you have a fever while I make a nice gesture.. Then I'll ask you to kiss my hand, so you can declare your submission.. —¿How's your hair now? I asked about our Telegram chat.. —Your perverted bitch is wearing loose hair, Master. I'll have my care bag handy for that.. Brush, louse-resistant mango scent untangler, and some sex toys and BDSM.. —¿How was your day? I'll listen to you while I look at your hair and wait for you to strip.. Your nipples are hard right now.. ¿What are they like? Describe them. —Well, I don’t know how to describe them because I never had to. But your perverted bitch's nipples are small, of a pink and light tone. I don't know what else to say. —she confesses, describing herself really. So now, all of you who are reading this, you know. —¿Narrow areola, or wide? I ask you—. I like the pink color.. —In proportion to the nipple. —when you feel better you'll show me them as a good pervert offered to her Master. —Yes, Master. I'm going to brush your hair.. But to do that, I'm gonna put some tweezers on your nipples, those cute, hard nipples.. I'll stroke your cheek, run my thumb through your lips waiting for you to open your mouth to suck it, obedient, pervert, good-for-nothing for me, looking me in the eye before I give you a patch to warm your cheek. I'll weigh your breasts in my hands. ¿What are they like? Describe them, you perverted bitch.. I'll put tweezers on your nipples and start taking care of your hair.. —Your pervert bitch's breasts are kind of big and round.. —I want to see them, weigh them and squeeze them while you moan. I want to tie them up and constrain them with a rope that will bind you tight and humiliate you to be a tethered bitch. I'll comb your hair carefully, and I'll ask you to slowly tell me one of your perversions.. ¿What's the most perverted thing you've ever done by yourself? Confess, perverted. And now, you perverted bitch, confess to your Master if you're starting to get wet. —Yes, Master, I've been like this for a while now because of the things you tell me. I want to feel your pain and your groans as I comb you. When I'm done taking care of your hair, my hand will travel down. Caressing your body gently, tasting your skin on the tips of my fingers.

I reach the mount of Venus. Describe it.. ¿Depilation? - What? Big clit or small? Does it bulge you? Is he very sensitive? How are your lips? Do the young ones stand out or are they tucked away behind a cozy, larger lip? Your perverted bitch's mount of Venus is waxed. The clitoris is small, too sensitive.. The labia minora are small, they don't stick out at all.. I'll find it and I'll dig with my hands, my fingers, long and somewhat thick, to grab you with one hand by your neck and control the air you breathe, and with the other, I'll caress you as you like.. But also how I like it, taking what I want from you. Say it, bitch, submissive, pervert and whore, little submissive, say it's mine. Give it up.. And I will grant you the orgasm.. —I'm going to get fever if we keep going like this. - Go on.. Say it I answer, I command, I cut—. I want you to get wet.. You looking for an excuse to go to the bathroom to touch what I'm causing you, my little slutty bitch.. My perverted, desiring little dog... I want your pussy to throb, your anus to throb, your nipples to get hard, the word "I love" to make your lips swell up to say it out loud when I run you... —I get wet more and more, everything is beating and my pulse and breathing are accelerating. a pity not to be in my room to touch me and show you. And I say, my pussy is yours, Master. —That's it... —And now, your final humiliation, little one.. Because while you cum on my lap, while I pull your nipples and call you “my bitch, my whore, can cum” in the ear, I will also give you a final command with the orgasm, while I put you on your back to me, naked and I dressed, squirting flow, moaning and with the nipples red, almost crying: “run for me. While you pee on it.” It is a very big humiliation but it catches my attention, I love it. You've peeled. And you're a wuss. A meowing bitch. I'll call the nurse and have them come clean up.. "It's okay, he peed on himself", I'll tell him.☺️. I can hardly breathe.. I'm going to give you an order.. A very soft one, like a wet silk whip.. Take your hand discreetly to your crotch. I'll stick a finger in you. And then suck it. —Yes, Master. But there are people. —Irrelevant. —Yes, Master. —two minutes pass—. Already. Thank you, Master. —¿And you know what's gonna happen with all this text, dog? With all that moisture in your crotch from my words? That I'm gonna turn it into a story that I'm gonna publish, so that all the perverts who read it can see how kinky, how perverted bitch you are, so exposed. Only you will know how exposed you are... —It's very humiliating.☺️. And it excites me a lot. “Would you like me to?” Would I humiliate and turn you on, perverted bitch? “I’d love to know the truth,” he confesses. While you guys come clean up, I'm gonna sit on one of the couches, so they can see you coming, naked, on all fours, and start.. ¿What do I do with my hard, erect crotch covered in pre-seminal? You say it.. —¿The what.? "What's next here?" "And what's next?" “What do you think?” You come on all fours, naked, freshly cummed, peeled, you Master is sitting and his cock spliced out, waiting. What does the dog have to do? —A blowjob. —We'll see what that little mouth can do.. Because two things will happen: One, you have to please your master with your mouth. ¿You want it? Do you like making them? Come out and say it, you little dog.. And two, sooner or later, I'm gonna grab you by the two little bags I made you, and I'm gonna bust you in.. —Yes, I wish, Master.. I really like making them Okay, okay. I like your confessions.. Especially because you almost certainly imagined yourself doing it when you read it... Confess to your Master, bitch. —Yes, I imagined it, Master. And then, I'll break in. I repeat. —This, you'll like it too.. —I'll love it in the dark of the room, while people walk down the hall, late, and the city lights shine on the other side, among the evening water drops that have been left on the glass, I'll fuck your mouth.

I'll take possession of it and use it for my pleasure until it spills inside you, in your throat, making you swallow everything that comes out so that you can fulfill like a good perverted bitch. —I will caress your used and swollen lips and I will collect some cum that has been left out with my thumb to put it in your mouth, and see how you suck it. And you swallow, visibly. And after that, you should be thankful. —Thank you for feeding your submissive, perverted little doggie your semen, Master... —¿How do you feel, writing it? And now.. —I continue, without giving him a respite— How are your orgasms? Do you have only one and powerful? Do you have several? One or two in a row and then rest? Because I'm going to use your perverted pussy again with something I'm carrying in my briefcase. Until I recover.. And own your doggy ass.. They hear you.. They hear you say it. I didn't say the cleaner was gone.. They've seen you do all that.. Suck. mother. Fucked by the mouth.

When your ass is red hot and you can't beg anymore, between tears, you're gonna have to bow, and I'm gonna let you masturbate.. Another orgasm you'll give me.. Yeah, I'll also want you to humble yourself more and pee, if you can.. I'm sure something will come out. And there, naked, tormented by tweezers, with your ass on fire and possessed by the anal plug, you'll look at me as the little jet comes out. "Apologize to the lady for being a meowing bitch.". —Sorry for being a meow bitch. I almost cum when I write it Lover, I'm very, very excited. - Come on.. escríbelo. Confide to your Master that you are a meon bitch. Listen to me, read me carefully, Claudia: when you come home, when you go to the shower, I'll want you squatting, masturbating, and peeing. Because that's what you are.. And you will confess to me. On her knees, in an apology position, face down on the floor, on your piss, while she looks at you and runs away at seeing how dirty and perverted you are.. Because you peed, but you also ran.. It's been a while.. Now I'm going to own your body, use you, because you want it.. Standing, again, in front of me, I take your tweezers off. ¿Have you ever been laid? Do you know when it hurts the most? : when removed. And I want you to look at me while you cry, whine, moan. And as you do, without a word and while the cleaner is gone, I will suddenly roll you over on the bed and take your ass mercilessly. Pulling the plug, leaving it at the height of your face, I will take your hands, trapping them from behind against your back

In the stillness of the starless night, my heart cries a love that's gone, whispers of memories intertwine in the fog, and in every beat, your name is still seen. The shadows of the past wrap my being, like a mantle of nostalgia that never leaves, your eyes, beacons in the storm of my yesterday, shine in the distance, even though you are not. Your voice, melody that the wind carries, resonates in my soul, so soft and clear, and in the echo of every word that remains, the pain of a rare wound is reborn. My love, in the fog I still seek you, wishing to find a trace, a sign, in every corner of ordinary time, where your embrace was my heavenly home. Though cruel fate separated us, and silence is the guardian of this love, my heart belongs to you, always knew it, in this eternal melancholy, you are my ardor.

On the threshold of night, under a starry sky, two souls meet, destiny intertwined, the breeze whispers secrets in an ancient language, and the game begins, subtle and ambiguous. Your eyes, two abysses where I lose myself without fear, shine with the promise of a hopeless mystery, the moon watches, silent accomplice, as our bodies slowly approach. Every word, a sigh, a rub of lips, paints in the air caresses, wise desires, your laughter, a melody that envelops my senses, awakens in me dormant longings. Your hands, explorers of skin and tenderness, draw on my body paths of sweetness, the warmth of your breath on my neck rests, and a chill runs my sinuous back. We move in a dance, dance of seduction, where every step is a verse, an act of devotion, my skin rises under your light touch, and in your arms I find my sure refuge. Your words, soft, like petals in the wind, unleash in my being a deep feeling, the desire blooms, intense and vehement, and every look of yours is a latent pact. Your body, close, is a promise of pleasure, and in the dark, your eyes are a dawn, the aroma of your skin, an intoxicating drug, plunges me into a trance, a constant delirium. Our souls intertwine, tireless rhythm, in the symphony of the night, an unstoppable love, every kiss, a whisper, a burning fire, and in every caress, the desire expands.

In the shadow of whispered secrets, where love and desire walk hand in hand, our hearts beat, in love, in a hidden, deep and arcane bond. Your eyes, mirrors of a forbidden longing, reflect the passion that must not be said, and in every sneaky and feared encounter, the world disappears, reality is saddened. We hide in shadows, clandestine lovers, under the mantle of night, in hidden corners, every caress is a risk, every kiss a destiny, and in silence, our forbidden desires. Your hands, scouting in the dark, trace paths of fire on my skin, and in the rubbing of your lips, eternity, becomes a dream, a sweet and cruel laurel. Every whisper of yours is a veiled promise, an oath of love that cannot be revealed, and though fate has us separated, in our hearts, we are bound. We live in a world of stealthy glances, where every gesture is a secret poem, and even if the price to pay is life, we can not give up this indiscrete love.