. but... My mom was cumming around my cock.”“And?” the dominatrix asked as she moved across the room.“How could I resist erupting?”“Throug... obedience,” she said. “You were given a command. You failed. You have to be punished.”“But!” I spluttered. “That's not fair. My mom went multi-orgasmic. She kept cumming and cumming.”“'But' is a word I dislike,” Ms. Petrov said while opening a cabinet. I groaned at the sight of flails, wisp, paddles, crops, and other items. My butt-cheeks clenched. “It is a. It was amemory she would treasure, and never forget.At five thirty she gave up waiting and called Narya."Kim, are you all right?" was all she said when she picked up the phone.The fact that she knew who was calling and was concerned for her, andthat she was the first person she talked to just overwhelmed her. "No."was all she managed to get out."I'm on my way. Don't do or go anywhere." And with that she clickedoff. She must not have lived very far away. Because she was there inless than. Her body was a work of art, from the definition of every toned muscle to the even golden tan that glazed her unblemished skin. She was not slender and fragile, but strong like an Amazon, and clearly someone who took great care of their body.The gentle, generic relaxation music floated through the room as I drizzled oil between her shoulder blades and began to spread it across her back. Almost at once I could feel the tension she carried that must have brought her here; the muscles were taut and. I suppose he was cummin straight down my throat. the guy with my legs on his shoulder then pins my legs to my shoulder and jams me a couple times real hard at which point I presume he cum too. They both then put their clothes on, and leave. My wife then shut off the camera. Damn. I likely would have gone along with this without whatever d**gs she gave me, but we'll never know now will we? Saturday we sort of k**ded about the events but never discussed it. Our day went as normal but I just.