I howled as I raised my weapons, Greta charging at my side.The Paragon grinned, the mongrel features of her face twisting as the mismatched features c...ashed with each other. Her pace slowed. Her muscles bulged in her arm as she flexed her fist. I reached her, swinging with my hammer, my momentum impelling force into it.She raised her arm and took my blow. Light burst from my hammer. It surged around the Paragon, illuminating every wrinkle and crag of her features. The handle shook in my hand as. Butshe knew that passing the day home alone wasn't getting her any relief.She saw herself ready: stockings straight with no runs, heels, corset,dress, hair, make-up, wrist- and ankle cuffs. Just one thing missed tocomplete her uniform, all the locks were open: that was a pleasure thatMistress kept for herself."Sissy are you ready?" Mistress called from the corridor. "Hurry up!"Moving cautiously on her new 5inch shoes the sissy presented herself forinspection. Mistress checked her carefully has. My thirsty tongue stated it’s naughty play on the vaginal folds and the hidden clit. I did it expertly as I wanted her favours again in future. I took my own time.She stated experience her spasms or waves as my mouth worked on her virgin cunt and it’s silky folds. She reached her orgasm at last while my face was resting on her fleshy pussy.“Don’t you want to put it inside “? she asked after enjoying her secret sensations.“Open your sweet mouth, let me fill it” , I asked her sitting on the. Er fragte. Ob ich meine Fesseln selber öffnen könne. Doch nichtbei einem Produkt aus unserem Haus. Entgegnete ich. Und die Stange wird nichtan den Knien befestigt. Nein so ist es richtig. Sagte ich. Na dann Probieren wir mal dein Sortiment. Er zog mich mit dem Becken zur Sofakante und hob meine Beine. Sein Blickfiel auf mein Tangahöschen. Er schob den String zur Seite. Ich wolltedas nicht. Ich schrie ihn an. Er sollte aufhören. Doch dann nahm er denKnebel aus meinem Sortiment und steckte ihn.