| Lesbian: BDSM: A Night of Domination (1/3) |
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God, work sucks, I'm pretty sure just about everyone would agree with me when I say work stresses me the hell out. As I drive home from work the only thing holding me together is the thoughts of the beautiful girl waiting on me at home. As my stress levels grow my thoughts go back to her. As I pull into the driveway I notice the porch light is on and smile to myself, I taught her well. I turn my car off and step out. My black heel hits the concrete with a loud clicking noise. I love the sound heels make on concrete, especially when a beautiful girl is wearing them. As I walk up to the porch and turn my key in the lock I take a deep breath in anticipation of the night ahead of me. I open the door and there standing before me, just as she should be, is my beautiful angel, Lexis. Her eyes on the floor, there is a small hint of a smile on her lips. She greets me with a simple “good evening Mistress” and I smile. I run my hand down her cheek. God this girl is so beautiful, she has long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a perfect body (34B breasts and a tight little ass). I wonder sometimes how she doesn't see just how beautiful she really is. As I look her over I see the red marks on her wrists left from the games we played the night before. I bite my lip as my thoughts wander briefly. I tell her to go upstairs and run my bath and a soft reply of “yes Mistress” is all I hear, and I watch her swing her hips as she goes upstairs. I smile to myself, thinking she's being a bit brave today, and follow her upstairs. When I walk into the bathroom I see a full view of her sexy ass and glistening wet pussy as she bends over the tub stirring around the water. I stand in the doorway, smiling and I know she senses me watching her so she bends over even more. I tell her to get her tight little ass over here and undress me and she jumps at the harshness in my voice. Once she looks at me smiling I can see her relax. She doesn't want me angry. I feel her fingertips caress my skin as she undresses me, slowly pulling my shirt over my head, running her fingers down my arm. She unclasps my bra and pulls it off, exposing my hard erect nipples and my 34C tits. She reaches around from my back and undoes the button on my pants, running her hands over my stomach softly. She leans down and pulls my pants and thong off in one simple tug. She kisses the back of my thigh where it meets my ass, a simple touch that drives me wild. She stands up and offers a hand to help me into the tub. As I sit down she kneels beside the tub, reaching in and grabbing soap. She slowly washes my legs, up to my stomach. I let out a heavy sigh as her hands massage my tits and back down my stomach. I relax and think of the many things I would love to be doing to my beautiful slave right now, but the night’s young, and it’s more fun to let her anticipate my touch. When she's done washing me I tell her to let the water out and |
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