She was wearing her black leather thigh boots and also a leather looking catsuit which had zips all over. Behind the door was a very small,low table a...most like a milking stool about knee high with a hole in the middle which she brought out and told me to bend over and lie face down on. I got on and she helped adjust it do my cock and balls went through the hole. It was padded on top so was quite comfortable. My bum was now raised up in the air and she put a big pillow under my head. My ankles. ” Andrea said pushing me to the center of the floor. I got up attached my iPod and turned on Until We Bleed by Lykke Li and Andreas Kleerup. My position was on the floor. 4 minutes and 25 seconds later a clap sounded from the door and I turned to see Mrs. Slovenschky, my pointe teacher, and the 3 other students. “That was beautiful,” Mrs. S stated, her Russian accent thick, “Now got to the floor to stretch everyone. Slippers for now. Does everyone have hip-hop shoes?” A series of Nods and. His moans were getting louder. He somehow managed to get up and sit. He smothered his face in my boobs and started thumping me. He was kissing my neck exciting me.I tried kissing his forehead as he was driving me mad with his double efforts to please me. His hands pressing my boobs, his dick thumping inside me and his tongue and lips exploring my softest and sensuous spots my neckline and jawline giving me immense pleasure. I bit his ear hard so that he stopped and dug my nails on his back. He. " It thrilled herto say the words aloud. "I am -- what was her name, the name that _he_wished her to have? -- I am Thordis, your slave. Please, I beg you to takeme as your slave and to do with me as you will."As she said it, Thordis knew that it was true. She felt a moistness, anemptiness between her legs and a hunger that only her Lord Sigurd would everbe able to satisfy.Just then, a shutter rattled from the wind. "I think the storm beginsagain, my cousin," Ivar said. "Perhaps you should plan.