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Becky;
“How long ago we met and came to see each other as aunt and niece when not actually related is a long story we can’t get into here. What we can do is tell what we remember from the first meeting in that hotel restroom where things became very real.
That cool steel look from her beautiful catlike green eyes as she passed near me in the lobby of the elegant hotel froze my heart mid beat as my breath fell out of my chest in a silent open mouth exhalation. My body had reacted with the feeling of a prey animal being stalked by it’s hunter. I was like a mouse to a cat, timid and shocked by the look in her eyes.
I sat on a barstool after a second glass of wine to calm my nerves as I waited for her arrival. She did not stop in the bar and walked past behind me with her heels clicking delicately on the tile floor as she slid past with the air of a feline predator. The grace of a small but quick and agile Lynx with the fragrance of flowers from her night jungle she inhabited. Just as she passed with a glance over shoulder and more of that enchanting eye contact there was a slight nod.
It was brief and my husband had not noticed just as he had not been noticing how the remote egg vibe had been tormenting me off and on half the morning.
He kissed me on the cheek with a curious look in his eyes as we parted ways after I told him I needed to go to the ladies room then would meet him in the dining room after I freshened up and made some calls.
Vanessa had taken a few paces as I turned my stool to step down and as my toe hit the floor the long silent remote vibrating egg in my pussy went high speed! I grasped at the counter and back of the stool to keep from stumbling to the floor. Again she looked over her shoulder as she kept walking as she held her phone when the buzzing changed to that maddening pulse she had used on me some during the hour before to have me “ready” for this meeting.
Dressed in black and lace with her thin legs looking long in perfect proportions for her diminutive size. A short black skirt hung to mid thigh moving with her graceful sexual gait. Her coat from earlier left behind revealing her wasp like waist in the thin but tightly laced elegant corset. Over her shoulder swung a black leather bag from a silver chain in the shape of a coffin with an overlay of an upside down cross gave it a gothic feel but still elegant in its dark style. From one elbow hung a small black leather bag.
Soon I was keeping pace with her and it seemed she had matched the pulses from the vibe doing it’s dance in my pussy to my cadence and each footfall a pulse of erotic pleaser throbbed deep in my loins.
The smell of her perfume with hints of roses, vanilla, citrus, pheromones, cinnamon, between sweet and citrus wafted gently behind her. My senses of sight, sound and smell picked up every nuance of the young woman who had held my heart and soul in her hands from a distance for so long. It had felt like it would never happen but I was finally following her to my destiny. I was entranced by her essence and beauty as my core vibrated with a lust I had never known. It was illicit, wrong, taboo and there was no turning back.
Passing a mirrored column I saw myself in my elegant dress of soft tones and flesh colored lace with outer dress that draped over my hips in a subtle manner to help conceal the slit on the side that let my legs move and show as I walked. The cool air drafts lightly with each step cooling my panties and the wetness from the crotch rope pulling them sharply into my pussy as it pressed the base of the but plug in the crack of my ass and the twin cords parted with the end of the incessant vibe sticking out between them as did my trapped clit. My small purse hung over my shoulder with touch up makeup and my phone. I clutched to it as I made my way behind my Mistress Vanessa into the sink area of the plush restroom.
She walked past a woman and daughter at the first sinks in a long row of them. The woman seeing her gothic beauty in the mirror used the looking glass to follow Vanessa’s lithe cat-like form.
I was aghast. I hesitated stopping at a sink when Vanessa sat her bags on the large sink counter. My hands shook as I set my bag beside hers. The remote egg vibe was set to a rolling pulsing pattern that crested every half minute and wondered how many more cycles my pussy could take before I lost all control.
Vanessa,,,Mistress Vanessa looked even more stunning than the hundreds of photos she had graced me with since seeing her last summer. Her face so close to mine I was lost in her gaze and felt the electricity as our bodies neared contact.
Reaching up a few inches in height slid the leather dog collar around my neck and buckled it as the tags declaring I was her “lesbian slut” and “ Dog fucking pedo slut” clinked against each other. She cupped my face and tilted my head ever so slightly but firmly to establish control, parted her moist red lips and kissed me on the mouth. She pulled back ever so briefly and then kissed me again with wetter lips that met mine with a softness and warmness I had never felt in a kiss before. Her eyes smoldered when she pulled back again.
Hearing a gasp behind me and seeing the playful yet smouldering look she was giving the woman at the sink I turned to see the woman give her a cold stare. The woman and daughter left, the mother tossing a last disgusting look over her shoulder.
Alone at last the next kiss came with sliding her hands down my arms to my wrists, slowly lifting my arms, then quickly pushing hard, turning me and pushing me three backward steps against the wall behind me. She leaned into a kiss that grew in passion with heat of pent up fire in both of us unleashed in a steamy torrent of deep sensual kissing that rocked my world.
The bottom fell out of my universe as the girl who had taken over my life claimed me like the goddess she had become to me. Pinned to the wall, she bit my bottom lip, then pulled away to look me in the eyes.
Vanessa;
As my soft, yet firm body melded with hers, she gasped as the cold wall pressed against her back in a sudden, unexpected movement. I felt her body shudder from head to toe, and although I saw the fear and nervousness in her eyes, she never pushed me away, waiting for me to take the initiative.
My fingers traced the contours of her delicate neck and collarbone, caressing her soft skin. When I bit her lower lip with a hard and fast nip, she yelped and flinched. I watched as a drop of blood welled upon her skin.
The contact of her sweet blood with my soft, wet tongue elicited a guttural moan within me. She hissed in pain and furrowed her brow, but I pulled away for just a moment to admire the crimson droplets that had been smeared on her lips and the intensity of her bright green eyes looking down at me.
The seconds felt like minutes as we shared an intimate electrifying moment, the air thick with desire and anticipation.
Finally touching the corner of her lips with my fingers and long nails, she shuddered, her face and lips referring. I decided to finally break the silence.
“My lovely pet, I can feel your heart pounding fast, I can smell your fear”
My voice is seductive, and sweet at the same time, with enough maturity of an adult and the youth of a teenager.
Without letting my guard down, I grabbed her face and made her look in the mirror In front of us.
“Repeat your mantra, you know if by heart, look at your own reflection and do it if you are sure to continue from here, once I take your hand, there's no turning back”
Taking a large ziplock baggie with the bulb full of fake cum in it with it’s long hose filled all the way and crimped off already in it, I started filling the bag with very hot water from the sink.
Becky;
Vanessa was playing with my head already with her blend of charming and dangerous. My heart raced and mind fuzzy from the egg toy vibrating to the up and down cresting pattern she had set it to. All I could do was try to stay calm.
“This pussy belongs to you my Mistress Lilith. These tits belong to you my Mistress lilith. My heart belongs to you. You own all of me and can punish me or reward me as you see fit. I am your devoted pet and lover”
This seemed to make her happy and she kissed me again… I was shaking like a leaf but my fears were starting to calm in the roller coaster of emotions as I watched the bag filling with steamy hot water.
Vanessa;
As I watched her sign her sentence with blood and words of enigmatic power, I couldn't help but recall the countless times we had whispered those same incantations together in our secret ceremonies. Now, as she dreamt of and yearned for a deeper touch, she stood in front of the mirror, her aroused reflection a testament to the desire that simmered between us.
Taking up our bags, I took her hand, feeling the electricity that sparkled between our fingers. Together, we walked to the large, private cubicle designated for invalids and closed the door behind us, sealing the world away for a new one of our own making.
Every movement felt like an acceleration of my unceasing heartbeat, every second ticking away like a countdown to our forbidden pleasures hanging heavy between us. As we stood in the dimly lit room stall I got closer to her again like a feline then pushed her against the bathroom wall and started to devour her lips again.
The only sound was the ragged catch in our breaths and the pounding of our hearts, as if the very fabric of reality was bending to accommodate the taboo desires and love that burned within us. My tongue slid inside her mouth with practiced ease, and she responded by threading her fingers through my soft hair, pulling my tiny body closer to hers, pressed against each other, not leaving any space between us. Our tongues intertwined, our saliva mingling as we explored each other's mouths with ravenous intensity.
As our kiss deepened I caught her tongue between my full lips, sucking and licking it with fervor, the taste of her metallic yet sweet dried blood still lingering in her lower lip, her flesh swollen and red, trying to contain my wild instincts. Our moans grew louder, our breaths ragged and hot, as the intensity of our passion threatened to consume us. My inner beast roared to life, its primal urges demanding satisfaction at the very second.
Without a moment's hesitation, as we continued our passionate kiss I moved my hand slowly down to her right breast above the fabric of her thin dress, my little hand squeezing and massaging the tender flesh beneath, the fabric was no barrier to my touch.
My fingers danced over her nipple, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. Our kissing grew more frenzied, our bodies pressed together, our hearts pounding in unison, as she surrendered to the intense all consuming forbidden desire.
I separated from her momentarily so we could catch our breaths. Seeing her red lips set me on fire ! I move my hands with elegant accuracy toward her warm flushed cheek, caressing her face and chin sending her the message with my eyes to let it happen then continue to move my hands down her shoulders and arms, feeling every part of her flesh. I reach her wrists, grabbing them firmly and direct them above her head pressed against the wall behind her.
Staring into her eyes I pronounce.
“I love the taste of your lips dear Auntie Becky pet, I bet you were missing the sweet lips of your lovely bossy niece, weren't you ?”
Without waiting for an answer I could sense her own struggling, which led me to bury my nails in her wrists making her frown in pain, while my lips traveled to her neck and ear.
My grip tightened around her wrists holding them in that desired position above her head with one of my hands as I grabbed her pretty gray hair and pulled it tightly to the side to give better access to her neck. She trembled and gasped at my sudden and unexpected bold action.
”
I whispered in her ear with a threatening and dangerous tone, her main vein in her neck is visible and swollen throbbing hard.
“ That's it my little slut, stay like that in that position, and I want you to answer me every time I talk to you , understand?
I moved closer and bit the side of her ear, removed her earring, put it in my pocket and then bit and sucked on her earlobe, moving my tongue like a snake, hot and wet, in and out of her ear generating new sensations all over her body.
“Don't make me hit your pretty face and mess up that makeup… know your place, you're nothing without me, look at you, so vulnerable and ready for me”
I bit harder on her earlobe and she lets out a muffled moan, which makes my blood boil..
Taking up my phone I triggered the egg on the first frequency, which made her shudder then she lowered her arms and moaned looking at me with wild passion in her eyes.
I returned to my position and spread her arms out to her sides in the shape of a cross. My lips follow their wet journey down her neck, her throat. I took her hair and pulled it again with force, running my tongue down her throat to the nape of her neck, but now in a more possessive and animalistic way. Biting, nipping, and tasting her skin intermingled with her fine perfume as I sniffed at her.
"What do you say?"
Becky mumbles a soft “Thank you Mistress” as I bury my fangs in her neck slowly. She squeals more and clenches her fists. Surprised by how sharp my fangs are, she wonders if they are real because they feel like pricks against her delicate flesh. Biting her neck, I drag my mouth slowly to her shoulder and bite it leaving red, wet marks in my wake.
I watch her face and flushed cheeks as my fingers trace playful lines from her shoulders, clavicle, and down the middle of her breasts, she shudders and looks down to follow my every movement with extreme anxiety and a heaving chest.
“Are you scared, auntie Becky Beck?”
Hearing those words echoing in her memory and flooding her head with depraved emotions shaking her world, she shudders and is unable to respond, she just nods her head in the affirmative.
“Turn around, I'm going to take your clothes off”
“Wait... what, here and now? I don't think we have much time” - She replies with a low and trembling tone of voice while she moves her body and lets me have access to her back.
“What's wrong? We have just enough time, shut your mouth dear, I'm the one in charge here”.
“Perfect dress my pet, I can undress you more easily, so ready and ready for me”
I say in a seductive voice as I touch her shoulders and her arms from behind sliding my slender and elegant fingers quickly through the zipper behind her dress sliding it down to her hips. With one swift movement, I slide the straps of her dress down her arms and make her turn around again, I continue to slide her dress down as I find her free tits in the air ready for my disposal.
With a possessive gleam in my eye, I claimed my pet slave aunt's face, my fingers wrapping around her jaw as I angled her features towards mine. Our lips met in a fierce, passionate kiss, my tongue invading the sanctum of her mouth, tangling with hers in a sensual dance of dominance and surrender. As we made love to each other's taste, my hands roamed freely over her body, seeking out the soft mounds of her naked breasts. My small palms cupped the gentle curves, squeezed gently, my fingers sinking into the delicate flesh of her soft areolas and nipples hardening with my contact as I pressed her right breast against my palm. The sensation was intoxicating, a reminder of the power I wielded over her, the depths of depravity to which I could push her willing body.
Our primal moans blended into a cacophony of carnal desire, our bodies quivering with anticipation as we surrendered to the raw, unbridled lust that coursed through our veins. I ravished her tongue with mine, our mouths locked in a frenzied kiss that left us both breathless and desperate for more. I didn't relent, my lips refusing to release hers as I prepared to claim what was rightfully mine. Regret was a distant notion, replaced by an unyielding hunger that brooked no delay. Now or never, the time for restraint had passed, and the beast within me roared its approval.
As we continued our impassioned dance, I caught the essence of her arousal, I caught her wet organ and sucked it while I ran my nails down her neck and throat. Then I bite her lower lip. I'm a beast. I want to rip her clothes off with my teeth and eat her all right there.
"I love the taste of your tongue and your saliva, especially the taste of your desire and fear for me, the adrenaline, the fear."
I speak into her lips, while I spread her legs and put my knee in between, I take her wrists and put them above her head burying my nails in her skin.
With one hand I hold her wrists again, she is fragile. I take her face and turn it aside to have access to her ear.
"I have you finally where I wanted you my little slut, everything I told you in our chat was true, I'm a beast, and I like to have my food cornered, defenseless. I'm going to rape you right here, right now, near to your dear husband, and you won't be able to do anything to stop it. I want to leave you marked so you'll never forget me."
My hands cupped her breasts, massaging the supple mounds. With a sensual hunger, I trailed wet kisses across her cleavage, leaving behind a trail of secret marks only I could appreciate, and her husband could not suspect.
As I targeted her right breast, my lips brushed against the delicate pink of her areola and the hardened peak of her nipple. Teasingly, I danced the tip of my tongue around the sensitive nub before sinking in deep, my mouth engulfing the tight bud. I suckled hard, the vibrations of my throaty hums resonating against her skin.
"Give me your milk, Mommy, feed me, be my dirty cow slut," I murmured against her flesh, the words a twisted request born of depraved desire. Even as I ravaged her nipple with fervent suction, my other hand played its own game of sensual torment. Fingers and nails pinched and tweaked the neglected bud, sending jolts of pleasure and pain coursing through her body. Meanwhile, I expertly wielded the vibe egg, the pulsing toy a constant stimulation against her slick, throbbing walls. Each hard throb sent her closer to the brink, her body a tight, quivering coil ready to unravel at my every whim.
My lips and tongue lavish attention on the tender mounds. I trapped each nipple between my teeth, the pressure a delicious blend of pain and pleasure as I tugged, suckled, and released, creating a symphony of wet sounds that echoed through the bathroom. A string of saliva connected my mouth to her nipples with each movement, a visual testament to the intense connection between us. As my hands roamed her chest, fingers digging into the soft flesh, I felt her body tense, her orgasm building to a crescendo.
But for every climax she experienced under my watchful eye, there would be consequences. The vibrating egg inside her relentlessly stirred her aching core, a constant torment that heightened her arousal even as it threatened to overwhelm her. I took cruel pleasure in prolonging her agony, biting her nipples with relish until I finally pulled a knife from my garter belt. The cool metal grazed her breasts, the danger implicit in every stroke sending shivers down her spine. "I could cut you here, bitch" I breathed, my voice a seductive purr, "but it's so much more fun to make you beg and suffer like that, with the idea of what I could do." And come she did, the intensity of her release causing her legs to tremble and her breath to hitch.
She clenches her legs and thighs, feeling the tormenting vibrating egg swirling in her wet and desperate vagina. She feels the cold blade of metal and the danger in the air. I threaten to cut her, but my kisses and licks are impossible to bear, she clenches her teeth and closes her eyes as she melts into a strong orgasm that leaves her legs trembling and her breath hitching. Faced with her imminent discomfort, I unleash all my anger on her tits as I slap them and slap them hard, leaving red marks on her skin.
As the aftershocks of her orgasm still rippled through her body, I reached into my purse for my phone, the sensual melody that poured from the speakers a perfect accompaniment to the depraved scene unfolding before me. Her convulsions against the wall were a beautiful sight, her red, bruised breasts a testament to the intensity of our twisted play. I reveled in the marks that adorned her skin - the scratches, hickeys, and the faint imprints of my nails.
Each imperfection only served to make her more alluring, more mine. As the music built to a crescendo, I pulled out a length of sturdy brown rope from my purse, the 10-meter cord coiling at my feet. The sight of it was sure to send a shiver down her spine, a promise of the restraints to come. With a wicked grin, I began to weave the rope into a complex pattern, on her tits, my hands moving with the precision of a seasoned dominatrix. The sound of the cord whispering against itself was a siren's call, an invitation for her to surrender completely to my whims. And she would, of course, because at this moment, there was no one else in the world but me and the delicious depravity I inspired in her.
“Arms up, now”
She obeys without saying anything while I started by creating a long rope folded in half, running the rope across the upper chest. Then I move my fingers fast bringing the night to the back, reaching through the night and grabbing the tail.
The next part I run the rail across the lower chest just below her tits, I reach through the secondary night, the one I made in the last step, hooking the tail and pulling it though.
Each time I adjusted the strings with precision and concentration, squeezing to tighten each point, feeling the string against her skin, her breathing and panting increased my heart rate which made my fingers even more precise. She was amazed by my agility, with eagle-eyed insight she continued to watch me control the strings like an expert. I had practiced several times with my own body and even with other girls close to my circle.
Following the next steps of my chest harness bondage exercise, I run the last Gail up over her shoulder reaching then under the upper chest and hook the tail. Taking that tail I run it down the middle of her big breasts,.laying it on top of the lower chest band placing two fingers under the chest band on the same side the rope came from.
Next, I pulled the rope upward a little to raise and support her big sore tits at my will, making her gasping breaths increase.
Now I bring the tail to the other sides forming a nice decorative twist in the lower chest band. I bring the tail over the other shoulder to the back again, my fingers under high straps to the other side holding the tail and pulling the tail through reversing soon again, this time toward the armpit on the other side.
Looking deep in her eyes with malice and extreme horniness I kept working on her big breasts, I wanted to see them decorated with my strings, like my bondage perfect sex puppet.
I added a half hitch, placing my finger on top of the tail and under the upper chest strap, laying the hail on top the upper chest, and hooking the tail. This will help me to keep the rope from riding the armpit and it makes the pentagram pattern more regular.
Laying the tail on top of her shoulder strap (the left one) I bring it to the opposite shoulder. The next movement was to place the tail close to her neck so that the two sets of lines lay next to each other and not on top of each other. I adjust on her back to keep balance and then reverse the tension again running the hail toward the armpit on the other side.
Mirroring the previous steps I runned the tail over the shoulder, more pressure and then weaving the other end until it's done on her back , locking it off as well.
This took me almost 2 minutes to do.The tie has left her tits tight, firm and tight as I like. She moans a little and her face is totally red as she watches me work the ropes expertly against her delicate white skin already generating the delicious friction I desire, her hardened nipples now clamoring my attention for something more creative on my part. My fingers caress the strings watching my final work, my work of art. Touching and squeezing her breasts, Then circling her body until I was behind her again to grab her breasts in my hands and feel them with majestic possessiveness against my palms and burying my nails.
She closes her legs and lets out a deep moan.
A sly smile spreads across my face followed by my expert hands removing the rest of her dress as it slides down her legs, leaving her alone with her damp panties on.
With a wicked gleam in my eye, I delved into the hidden recesses of her intimate world, my slender fingers teasing out the evidence of her arousal. The warmth of her core, the slickness of her juices, all betrayed the depth of her desire for me. I traced the outline of her pussy through the damp fabric of her panties, my touch gentle yet purposeful.
As I worked my fingers over her most sensitive flesh, I found her clit, a tiny nub of pleasure waiting to be coaxed into ecstasy. With a deft touch, I circled the little bud above her hot panties, the delicate contact sending shivers through her trembling body.
But my patience was wearing thin, and my desire for complete control overrode any lingering restraint. With a burst of strength, I shoved her back against the wall once more, the force of my movements a potent reminder of the physical prowess that belied my slender stature. Since a tender age practicing martial arts training, gymnastics, and dance had honed my body into a finely tuned instrument of domination, one that I wielded with ruthless precision whenever the urge struck me. And strike it did, for in that moment, all I could think about was asserting my dominance over the quivering, panting woman before me.
I am small in stature and slim body. I have a hidden strength that she only knows, and fears. If I set my mind to it I can hurt her a lot.
With a fast unexpected movement, I take out of my bag two strong nipple tube suckers already slick with a lotion that will let her nipples slide deeply into the clear tubes, they are precise glass tubes for seeing the torturous hard suction.
I fit the first tube on her right nipple, turning the screw to pull her soft puffy nipple , she moans and groans against the wall like a vulnerable creature. I do the same procedure with her other nipple, with as much suction as possible as her nipples adjust to the tubes they double in size and the flesh is swelling and turning red and purple. Not knowing what to do she tries to stroke my hair but I slap her hard across the face,
“Don't touch me unless I order you to, bitch. Don't forget your position with me”
Taking her wrists again and tying them behind her back jerking the cord harder than needed keeping her at my mercy scares her and excites me more.
I reveled in the exquisite torment of moving the nipple suckers, twisting and turning them ever tighter to elicit the most exquisite responses from her tormented flesh. With each passing moment, the discomfort morphed into a heady blend of pleasure and pain, her gasps and moans music to my ears.
My gaze was riveted on her face, drinking in every contortion, every flash of surprise, as her body was rewritten by the intensity of my touch.With deliberate slowness, my hands trailed down the expanse of her abdomen, each caress a brand that seared her skin, set her nerves alight. Every inch of her was mine to explore, mine to possess, and I savored the opportunity to map every freckle, every mole, every secret curve of her flesh.I lowered my hand to the juncture of her thighs, spreading them wide with my own, the heat of my body a palpable reminder of my dominance. With deliberate strokes, I teased her clit through the damp fabric of her panties, the roughness of my fingertips a deliberate contrast to the silky softness of her most intimate flesh.
"Look how slutty you are for me, all soaking wet, ready to be devoured,”
I take the corner of her panties and slide them down her legs, she lifts one foot and then the other to feel the air flowing freely over her exposed clit and hairy pussy. Taking her panties in my hand I rub them on her own face to smell her own pussy and her own fluids.
"Smell your own pussy, your own dark desire, lick your own fluids, come on, open your mouth and stick out your tongue like a good little bitch, sniff, pant and lick, taste how dirty and sick slut you are to me and how much you enjoy it. That's it”
I spread my legs, I don't have panties, just the harness of the strap-on around my delicious young hips, free bald wet little pussy pressing against her tight, moving up and down while I keep playing with my food.
She knows all these sick treatments show how truly sexual and wild I am. I want my own torment and arousal to turn me into a wildcat of passion and heat.
She gasps and does as I command, sniffing her own essence, her pussy, licking, moving her tongue up and down the same line of cloth that has touched her folds, she feels humiliated, dirty, the careless and demure woman who appears before her husband, friends and family is unknown to her, and now she is reduced to a simple slut, a sexual pet for her Mistress much younger than her but sadistic and diabolical.
Then I throw her panties on the floor, stick two of my fingers in her mouth.
"Open wide and suck my fingers, lick and suck like my good little bitch. I always wanted to have a pet like you. You must be very lucky to have a goddess paying attention to you, you must have something valuable, maybe in your legs or is it that I like to play with your mind?"
I reach down and stroke her clitoris many times as I move my hips pressing my little colo.against her thigh, I bite her neck and remove the vibrating egg from her pussy unexpectedly put it on her face.
"Suck it, suck your juices."
She refuses at first and frowns, she feels so humiliated and disgusted but at the same time her pussy gets wet again,.fluids dripping down the middle of her thighs, she feels my little pussy sliding hot and smooth across her skin over and over again.
" Do you like to feel my little teen pussy on your leg, dear aunt? Do you like me treating you like this, you fucking pedophile, do you want to rape me? Do you want to touch my virgin body and take me, isn't it, my whore?"
Becky,:
Mistress knows my nipples and tits being sucked and used is highly arousing for me. She instilled the love of bondage into my mind and body over the period of time spent as her online sex slave. When she turned the screws on the cruel glass nipple suckers to draw my sensitive tips deeper into the tubes my breath came out in a gasp.
“Oh fuccck”
I looked to see them pulled into puffy round mounds capped with aching sharp points.
When I think she is done she pulls on them and moves them to test the hold then turns the turns screws more! I feel my nipples are being destroyed !
Forced to answer her vile questions I swallow hard.
“Yes miss yes… your leg feels good ,,, very good.. Mmm .. I do like this treatment but,,,butt. It's too much for here … now..”
A sudden slap to my face shocks me into silence.
“Do not tell me what is too much my little fuck toy” she hissed.
Lilith :
I delved into her core with a wicked grin, my fingers slick with her saliva and my own, now probing the tight, needy entrance of her pussy. With a sensual rhythm, I pressed two fingers against her delicate folds, my digits massaging in circular motions as they slowly inched deeper.
Meanwhile, my thumb found her throbbing clit, rubbing in tantalizing circles that made her tremble and gasp. As I suckled at the tender skin of her neck, I increased the tempo of my fingers, pumping in and out with ease, thanks to the copious amounts of her own juices that coated my digits. The friction was exquisite, the delicious pressure building with every plunge, every withdrawal. Her body arched in response, a testament to the intensity of the pleasure I was orchestrating. I reveled in the sight of her nipples, now a deep, throbbing red within the confines of the suction tubes, a perfect complement to the lewd sounds that filled the air as I continued my relentless assault on her senses. And then, I felt it - the unmistakable pulse of her G-spot, a sweet release of pleasure that only served to heighten my own depraved desires.
“Don't cum yet, whore, you must take care of your mistress first, don't be a selfish bitch”
I tap her pussy with my fingertips and put two fingers back in and gradually a third finger, stretching her vagina, and pumping. I activate the egg vibe again and press it against her clitoris while I fuck her with my fingers in an almost agonizing synchrony.
With a wicked glint in my eye, I manipulated her most sensitive nub once more, gently coaxing the hood of skin that shielded her clitoris to part ways. My thumb's gentle pressure exposed the delicate bud to the open air, a tantalizing offering for my ravenous mouth. I leaned in close, my warm breath ghosting over the slick, swollen flesh, sending ripples of electricity coursing through her quivering form.
Her body trembled, a silent plea for more, as I blew a steady stream of air against the throbbing nub. The sensation was overwhelming, each flicker of my tongue a masterclass in erotic torture. Her legs shifted restlessly, a subconscious attempt to escape the intensity of my attention even as she craved more. I obliged, my teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her thighs, fierce fangs drawing forth tiny gasps and whimpers. She yelped when felt the power of my bite, a primal reminder of the wild, untamed creature that lay beneath my skin. And it only fueled my hunger for her, driving me to explore every inch of her quivering form with a single-minded intensity that knew no bounds.
“Say your mantra you little slut. This pussy belongs only to me and no one else”
I insert my fingers again and fuck her faster,.harder, deeper.
"Your pussy is hungry. I can feel your tight spongy walls suctioning my fingers.”
In this position I grab her buttocks in my hands and bury my nails in her skin, while I fuck her mercilessly.
“You're going to cum hard, and you're going to remember this moment, but you'll have to say your mantra and look me in the eye”
Becky:
In pain and need unlike any I had ever known I was eager for any release of the pain or the need that had come on like a wildfire raging over my body.
“This pussy belongs to you Mistress Lilith… mmm oh god … These tits belong to you my Mistress. My heart belongs to you… mmm You own this body and soul… you can punish me or make me feel pain as you see fit” …
My body convulsed as I took in shallow breaths. The ropes tight on my chest making it hard to breath adding to my discomfort and near panic washing over me.
Taking my jaw in one hand she gently slapped my cheek with the other hand three times.
“Good girl auntie pet, now you must try to be quiet in case others come so do not speak to me unless i ask something of you”
She was wasting no time with her well planned feast of my body she had heaving with need and mind she had spinning with shame.
Lilith;
Inside my tight little pussy I had my egg vibrator, which also works, from my cell phone.
The vibrator's hum resonated deep within me, its teasing vibrations a delicious torment against my untried flesh. Each pulse sent a shockwave of pleasure coursing through my virgin channels, the unfamiliar sensation both hurt and enticed.
I moaned, my hands drifting to my aching clit, fingers circling the sensitive nub in time with the phone's rhythmic pulses. The forbidden pleasure was intoxicating, and I reveled in the taboo thrill of using my aunt's body for my own depraved desires. I suckled her clitoris with wild abandon, long licks and hard sucks that mirrored the desperate motions of my fingers buried deep within myself.
As my aunt's moans filled the air, I let my own fingers join the fray, plunging in and out of her slick passage in tandem with my own thrusts. The frequencies of the vibrator danced against my girlish walls, building a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to engulf me whole.
My own orgasm loomed on the horizon, a delicious precipice that I desperately sought to tumble over.
Her feet curl, her fingers twitch. And with my command she succumbs.
"Cum on my fingers, auntie pet, while I have my own orgasm, let me feel your walls contract around my fingers, let me feel how your vagina needs me deeper and deeper inside you ,. fucking you so hard, stretching you open”
With a final, frenzied suckle and bite on her clitoris, I tipped us both over the edge, our bodies writhing in a twisted symphony of pleasure and pain.
“I won't take your tubes off until you make me cum again, slut”
After turning the screws to full suction that made her gasp in pain, I put her on her knees on the cold floor, sticking my fingers in her mouth for her to clean them, I sit on her face , my thighs on her shoulders as I sit on her face, I move my hips up and down, she works her tongue on I clitoris and slit, I grab her hair tightly to plunge my little pussy into her mouth and nose.
" You're not going to breathe until you make me cum."
I grasped her hair, yanking her head back to reveal her vulnerable throat, as I positioned myself astride her face. The cold tile floor bit into her knees, a stark contrast to the scorching heat that emanated from my core as I settled onto her features. Her tongue, warm and eager, flicked against my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins. I rode her face with deliberate slowness, my hips undulating as I ground against her mouth, the sensation of her tongue dancing across my sensitive folds almost too much to bear. But it was only the beginning. With a wicked grin, I tightened my grip on her hair, forcing her to submit to my every whim and harsh whisper.
"Breathe through your nose, you'll get plenty of air there," I purred, my voice dripping with sadistic intent. "You won't be able to breathe until I'm finished with you." The threat hung heavy in the air, a delicious promise of the exquisite torment to come. And as I felt her tongue delve deeper, probing the slick, swollen lips of my pussy, I knew I had her right where I wanted her - at the mercy of my darkest desires.
I leaned back moaning, eyes flashing with a cruel amusement as I surveyed the supplicant kneeling before me. Her tongue, eager and warm, danced over the delicate folds of my pussy, each lap and swirling a desperate plea for acceptance.
"That's it, you filthy little slut," I cooed, voice dripping with condescension. "Show me how much you crave my attention." With a sharp tug on her hair, I forced her head down, the cool tile pressing against her cheek as I ground my clit against her mouth. The sensation was electric, each press of her lips against my aching flesh sending ripples of pleasure coursing through my body. "Fucking whore," I spat, the vile words a stark contrast to the tenderness of her ministrations.
"Eat me like the dog slut you are. Prove you deserve to taste my cum." Her tongue delved deeper, licking and probing with a fervor that bordered on obsession. I could feel the vibrations of her moans against my inner thighs, a symphony of her own desire mingling with the depravity of the act. It was intoxicating, and I reveled in the power I held over her, the complete control I wielded over this willing and excited slave. "Good girl," I purred, a dark satisfaction simmering in my chest as I watched her work, her face a mask of adoration and lust. "You're doing so well, make me cum, I'm so close, damn ahhh”
My moans are so sweet and horny and wild at the same time.
Waves of pleasure washed over me, each pinch to my sensitive nipples sending electric jolts straight to my core. I bounced eagerly on my aunt's face, my thighs trembling with anticipation as her tongue probed deeper, darting in and out of my tight, slick folds with desperate hunger. But it was her attention to my clit that truly sent me reeling, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony as she lapped and suckled the throbbing bud like a starved animal, tasting my sweet nectar. The vibrations from her mouth against my sensitive flesh were exquisite, each tiny tremor building the pressure in my core until it became almost unbearable. And then, it hit - a powerful orgasm that left me shuddering and trembling, my legs barely able to support me as the first gushes of my cum spilled onto her red eager face!
She lapped at the first drops with greedy enthusiasm, her tongue swirling in circles to lap up every last drop of my release. The sensation of her drinking in my essence, her face and chin slick with my creamy sweet cum, only intensified my pleasure, until I was left spent and panting, my body still quivering with aftershocks.
As the last echoes of my orgasms faded, I slowly straightened, my legs still quivering from the intensity of my pleasure.
Glancing down at my phone, I turned off the egg vibrator to finally cease its pulsing rhythms, its work done for the moment inside my tight little pussy.
Smirking to myself, I reached into my purse once more, extracting another big red doggy cock toy with its detachable suction cup. With a few swift, practiced moves, I secured it to my harness, the cool metal of the chains of my instruments a delicious contrast to my heated skin.
My gaze then fell upon Becky, her face a picture of devastation and humiliation as she stared up at me through tear-filled eyes. A stray drop of sweat clung to her cheek, glistening in the dim light like a proof of her submission.
"I'm not finished with you yet, my little doggy," I purred, my voice dripping with sadistic intent. I gripped her chin firmly, forcing her to meet my gaze, her face still wet and flushed.
"I want you on your hands and knees, now. It's time for the next phase of our play." The words were a command, an order that brooked no argument or defiance. I could see the resistance warring within her, the flicker of fear and dread that threatened to undermine her willingness to obey. But I wasn't interested in her compliance. I wanted her submission, total and complete.
I can tell by the look on her face that she doesn't like that and is freaking out and I want to push her even harder. In a moment of heated excitement I pull the suction tubes from her nipples which are red and sore, my sudden movement makes them hurt even more, drawing tears from her eyes and making her gasp in pain.
While she was still on her knees with her gaze on me with a mix of fear and resignation, I positioned my big red rubber doggy cock and with a swift, brutal motion, I brought it crashing down against her cheeks several times, the impacts leaving an imprint of the toy's contours against her skin. Shock and lust blended, reveling in the way her eyes fluttered closed as she winced from the painful contact. Her cheeks were already flushed from earlier activities, but now they took on a deeper hue, a vivid rose that only added to her delectable appearance.
The next item from my bag was a pair of adjustable metal clamps, their cold, unforgiving edges promising to deliver a whole new level of torment. I grasped Becky's nipples, already swollen and sensitive from the suction tubes, and fitted the clamps snugly around them with a deliberate, sadistic slowness. The moment I tightened the metal, her body jerked in response, a strangled sob escaping her lips as the clamps bit into her flesh with an unrelenting vice-like grip,
Pretending it was my teeth around them. I reveled in the sight of her recoiling, tears welling in her eyes as she began to weep, her moans a symphony of anguish and despair. The sounds only served to heighten my arousal, the twisted excitement coursing through my veins as I stood and positioned my fat dog cock between her trembling lips.
"Open your mouth and start licking like a good little bitch, lick, and pant like you want it."
Becky opened her mouth slowly as she frowned feeling the clamps around her sore, sensitive nipples. She sticks out her tongue and gasps like a little bitch as she looks at me, her green eyes watering, as she sticks out her tongue she moves it up and down in circles around the tip of my dog's cock.
Becky;
The sight of her looking more beautiful and sexy than ever, the smell of the fragrance she wore and her natural pussy in the air and on my face, the commanding actions and harsh words hand me on edge. Looking up past the red rubber vile-looking dog cock dildo to her perfect hot slender teenage body I was in a limbo between hellish pain and shocking domination and the heavenly realm that dreams are made of being the pet of such the perfect mistress for me.
It was as if her cock was slowly working past my gag reflex as she used my hair to hold my head still and used her pelvis to rock it in and out going a little deeper were both distracted. She had made me suck the toy many times in getting ready for this meeting and still, it was hard to stay calm and not gag as she teased me. Her eyes smiled when my throat tightened and my belly convulsed. My distress clearly aroused her.
Being distracted we both jumped and then went silent when the door eased itself closed with a soft thud that was followed by a woman’s heels tapping the hard floor as she went to a stall at the far end of the row. We heard the door latch. We knew the woman must have heard something.
Just as I looked up with wide-eyed fear, Mistress took another picture or had the video running.
Mistress stood still as she ***********ed a song with a sexy beat, then set the phone down to play using the beat of the sultry song to mask our actions.
I pulled away from her cock and turned my head when the woman had come in. With a firmer grip on my hair, she slapped my face with the toy again to a few beats of the music then slid it back into my mouth and was working it in my throat with slow sexy dance-like moves by the time the woman peed, washed up and left.
We had been there about Ten minutes by then.
Satisfied my mouth had been thoroughly used she pushed me back off of it and rubbed the string of my drool over my red cheeks and face telling me to look at her doggy cock she was using to train for the real thing waiting for me in the near future.
She loved how my mouth and lips got so soft and puffy from the sucking and throat fucking and took a moment to kiss and suck at my tender mouth and relish in the redness and heat she could feel in my flushed cheeks.
Okay bitch, Arms behind your back wrists together.
Next out of her bag was the dreaded ball gag. I hate to be gagged and the head harness ball gag is the worst of all.
Vanessa;
“You have to be a quiet pet and what comes next is going to make you want to scream so bite down on this if you need to”
With a thrill of dark excitement, Becky complied with the instructions, her trembling hands betraying the fear that coursed through her veins like icy rivulets. As her wrists were bound securely behind her back, a sense of vulnerability washed over her, leaving her exposed and helpless. Once her wrists were bound I pushed her to the floor and made her get on all fours on the floor, her tits still bound with the rope harness, her nipples still being sucked by the suction tubes were pulled hard by my hand as she squealed, her moans camouflaged under the gag. Even through the gag that muffled her cries, her high-pitched moans of distress still managed to pierce the air. But her torment was far from over, and as I then pulled out the weighted metal clamps to put them on her nipples already reddened by the suction, she startled and shrieked, frowning.
The sudden pinch caused Becky to startle violently and emit a strangled shriek of protest.
“I know how much you hate these clamps, but I love it, especially when it presses on one of the nerves of your nipples,” I said in a playful voice to such a painful situation for her. Without pausing in my process, I took the anus plug and the hot and cold lotion to spread it all over her anus, her in that vulnerable position totally exposed to me.
She contracts and makes muffled sounds as I slowly push the plug into her tight anus. The puckered hole tries to push the intrusive object through her tight channel but I push again with the help of the hot and cold lotion that was helping me to keep it slippery, once the plug was wedged in her ass I spread her buttocks apart and hit them with both hands, leaving red marks from my fingers and nails on her sensitive flesh, I hit once more her plump buttocks making the plug move inside her.
The next step is to smear my strap-on dildo dog cock with the same hot and cold lotion to move it and hit her buttocks and pussy from behind with it, watching as her clitoris and folds receive every stroke of my cock making wet sounds in the bathroom cubicle.
“What's up? bitch, you feel your asshole cold as a mint? then you're going to feel it hot as fire.”
As I say these words I whip her ass with the crop hard and then proceed to play with her pussy hole in circles with my plastic cock, preparing her to receive my delicious red veiny flesh inside your wet tight hole.
My hips began to undulate with deliberate, sensual precision as the rigid length of my dog-cock pressed insistently against Becky’s slick entrance. With gradual, agonizing slowness I pushed forward, the head of the dildo penetrating her outer folds before sinking deeper into her, causing some pain, until it nestled firmly against her sensitive cervix. My movements became more fluid as I found my rhythm, the toy sliding in and out of Becky’s tight depths with a silky smoothness that belied the increasing intensity of my thrusts.
Each deep, penetrating stroke seemed designed to stretch and fill my aunt to the brim, the hot, slick flesh of Becky’s passage gripping the toy like a vice. As my pace quickened, the vibrations emanating from the dildo’s built-in vibrator intensified, the deliciously wicked frequencies pulsing through Becky’s core and making her roll her eyes back in blissful submission, even as the gag muffled her wanton moans. The erotic symphony of flesh meeting flesh, accompanied by the lewd slosh of lube and the distant hum of the vibrator, created an atmosphere of raw, animalistic passion that unfolded in the bathroom like a bizarre scene of a young teenager fucking her MILF aunt’s hot pussy.
As I penetrate her, I slap her ass cheeks with the crop and move my hand down to slap her clit with the crop as well, then I pinch her clit and continue pushing against her G-spot and her spongy walls of full vagina, she feels every detail of my cock with precision, the silicone feels almost real, with soft real skin, details of the swollen veins against her sensitive spots as her pussy makes music for me, her tits swing in the air and touching the floor, she is in an uncomfortable position with her head on her own dress, hands tied behind her back.
She moans and makes sounds of pain and pleasure feeling an intense heat that runs through her entire being, as I rape her pussy so hard and so deep. I order her to cum on my cock, to feel how her vagina contracts against the toy and sucks in its entirety like a needy slut.
My hips moved with merciless intensity, the dildo thrusting in and out of Becky’s ravaged cunt with a wet, obscene suction. Each deep, penetrating thrust was punctuated by the resounding crack of my riding crop coming into contact with Becky’s tender flesh, the loud slaps echoing around the room and leaving bright red flowers in their wake. My relentless assault on Auntie’s most sensitive areas showed no sign of abating, my hand now reaching down to brutally spank her swollen clit, the cruel impact sending shockwaves through Becky’s quivering core. As the pace of the fucking increased, my grip on the toy grew tighter, each thrust aiming directly for the sensitive spongy tissue lining the deepest recesses of Becky’s vagina.
My realistic silicone dog phallus, crafted with uncanny precision to mimic the contours and texture of real flesh, seemed to pulse with a life of its own as it rubbed against pet Becky’s inner walls, the swollen ridges of veins providing exquisite stimulation that had the desperate woman on the brink of climax. Becky’s helpless, bound body lay sprawled on the floor, her bound hands trapped behind her back and her head resting awkwardly on the soft folds of her own dress. Her bound breasts bounced and swayed with each brutal thrust, nipples red and aching from the relentless stimulation.
She moans and makes sounds of pain and pleasure feeling an intense heat that runs through her entire being, as I rape her pussy so hard and so deep I order her to cum on my cock, to feel how her vagina contracts against the toy and sucks in its entirety like a needy slut.
“Come for me, feel how i grow inside of you, and fill you up completely, my slut. Feel my cum inside of you, filthy pedo incestuous whore, give it to me, let me hear you!”
As my dominating thrusts and commanding words reached their peak, the pent-up tension inside Becky finally broke and her climax exploded through her with the force of a tidal wave! Her body went rigid, muscles tensing as wave after wave of intense pleasure swept through her, the sensation so overwhelming it stole the breath from her lungs. The dildo writhed inside her making clicking sounds and the frequency of the vibrations increased relentlessly. The butt plug continued to stimulate her, adding an extra layer of delicious friction to her already overtaxed senses. Her bound hands trembled, tendons straining against the ropes as she jerked and writhed beneath my pelvis, and under my full power, as she had always dreamed, her hips bucked erratically in time with the powerful contractions of her pussy. The orgasm seemed to last an eternity, leaving Becky trembling, panting and completely spent on the floor. As the final echoes of her climax faded, she lay there, chest heaving, eyes closed, her mind reeling from the sheer intensity of the dirty, taboo experience.
With satisfaction I remove my penis from her vagina and help her sit on the floor still with her hands tied. I remove the gag from her mouth and stand up so she can suck my strap on, full of fake dog cum combined with the natural juices produced by her vagina.
"Come on, suck and lick my cock clean, taste your own pussy there like a good whore doing her job, tell me how much you love the taste of it."
She looks at me with trembling, watery eyes, makeup running down her cheeks, as I grab her hair tightly and shove the toy back into her throat making her gag and cough.
She then looks at me and begs me to remove the clamps from her nipples, as it's too painful and she can't take it anymore.
I order her to stand up and push her against the wall, removing both clamps, but not content with that I continue scratching her tits, and her abdomen while I lean over and bite her nipples with my teeth like a total sadist. She cries and writhes.
"Now you're going to suck my little pussy, my pet"
I quickly took her leash from my bag and put it around her neck, but not before applying hot sauce to her wounds, scratches, and sore nipples. She closes her eyes and grits her teeth against the infernal pain, she feels her skin burning, and she moans while she jumps a little and turns her head.
In one swift, commanding move, I grab onto the metal railing, flexing my legs as I lift one shapely thigh and place it over Becky’s back, who’s lying face down. She shifts heavily onto her knees, gasping at the feel of the cold tiles against her buttocks. Without warning, a fierce grip of mine grabs her hair, yanking her down until her lips are pressed against the soft leather of my goth boots. “Lick them nice and slow,” I commanded, “make sure you get to every inch of my legs until you get to my pussy.” As Becky complies, her tongue sliding over the polished leather in a slow, sensual dance, I meanwhile reach down and pull the dog dildo out of my harness, to toss it on the floor, the suction cup toy making a soft plop as it hits the tile floor. The phallic toy, with its ridged texture and generous girth, a stark reminder of the brutal fucking Becky had just received, seemed to pulse with a life of its own, silently daring the bound woman to try and get away from the dominant figure looming over her. Becky’s tongue continued its upward sweep; the taste of my skin was a heady mix of sweat and arousal.
As Becky worked to make me cum I stopped her by slapping her face and raising her to a kneeling position in front of me to watch as I took a delicious moment to prepare the final humiliating cum for my little doggy bitch and myself too. Pulling the squeeze bulb out of the bag of still hot water and attaching it to the hose from the dog cock leaned forward and slid it into her
"While you lick my pussy and make me cum, I want you to ride that cock until I bury the dog knot in your vagina, I want to see your open and red hole.
Becky’s mind reeled from the shock and pain of what her young niece Mistress was doing to her. She panted and moaned as she savored the feel and taste of the girl's sweet wet pussy and lapped up all the wetness that seeped out of her puffy pink vagina. No matter the pain from the bondage on her tits or shame she was feeling she focused on the task of doing her best to please her Mistress. The girl's little pussy was flooding her face and chin and her own pussy was pulsing and so wet she felt it running down her legs.
“Now doggy bitch rocks back and presses that cock you love so much down to the floor until it sticks and starts riding it like I tell you to then just tease your hole with it like the needy bitch you are. “
I watched in dark satisfaction as my aunt Becky, a picture of desperate need, eagerly nodded her acceptance of my commands. Holding the warm plastic squeeze ball filled the white cum in my hand as her eyes glazed over with lust I watched with a sadistic smile as she moved herself slowly on the tip of the waiting dog dildo, the veiny ridges and substantial girth a testament to the brutal fucking she'd endured mere moments before.
“Now ride that cock as you get ready for Jake’s bigger cock… ride it my slut”
With a mewl of eager obedience, she sank down onto the delicious red toy, the ridges stretching her inner walls over and over again as it filled her to the hilt, the suction cup securing it firmly in place. Becky's eyes rolled back in bliss as she began to ride, her hips undulating in a sensual rhythm as she worked the dildo in and out of her sopping wet hole.
All the while, her long, agile tongue remained planted between my thighs, lapping at my sensitive swollen red folds with a fervor that ordered in worship my teen perfect bald pussy like a perfect fine dessert.
My own breath hitched in my throat as I felt her warm, wet muscle of her tongue penetrate my virgin hole, the vibrations of her muffled moans sending shivers of pleasure through me, I reached down to tease my stiffening nipples, pinching and tugging at the sensitive buds as I ground my hips against Beckys questing tongue. The sensation was indescribable, the slick heat of her mouth enveloping my most intimate place, the incredible tightness of my inner pink wet walls closing , contracting around her probing tongue as she sought to taste every last drop of my essence. My pussy creates delicious cream and nectar.
After I managed to lick my over excited pussy to another clitoral orgasm, I took out a new toy to put in the dildo harness and this time turned it around with a smaller dog cock press it to my very tight little pussy and another large sticking out I could ram down her bitch throat.
I bite my lip and frown, my pussy is sufficiently lubricated with my own natural fluids and the saliva of my pet milf creating lines of pleasure, the toy is also smeared with baby oil for extra glide. As it penetrates my small entrance still getting used to the thickness of the toy I hit a sound of pain and pleasure, I move my hips up and down, sinking the toy deeper , sliding with precision, sticky pussy sounds as I pinch my nipples, each time I move while buckling the straps
my aunt gets more doggy pussy buried in her throat, making her drip saliva down her throat to the middle of her tits.
The door hissed slowly closed with a soft thud followed but the sound of heels clicking on the hard tile floor. They stopped. The woman must be listening to the sexy beat of the song on the phone that was also recording the scene. Then more steps as the scene in the stall was halted, waiting. A sniff of the air and a few more steps. The door to the stall over softly banged shut with the latch clicked followed by the sound of clothing rustling. Then silence. The woman waiting, listening. A movement from Vanessa as she started buckling the harness on the sound of the buckles clinking as she tightened in on her slender hips to throat fuck me like a captive slave. .
We heard the woman let out a sigh during a quiet moment of the song. She shuffled her feet some then quiet again. Then to my shock Vanessa said in her sweetest voice of the child she had been but no longer was.
“Shussh aunt Becky, don’t moan too loud, I think someone is listening. You sound like a little doggy slut in heat”.
Becky;
I almost died of humiliation! Vanessa gave me no time to worry about the woman in the next stall and with a sly grin and fire in her eyes she grabbed the hair on top of my head with one hand and guided the dog cock into my mouth as she felt the other end filling her little pussy. The harness held it so she could then use both hands in my hair to start rocking me back on the dog cock stuck to the floor between my legs so it filled me deeply then pulled me off of it to make me choke on the one between her legs.
Back and forth as one filled my pussy the other my mouth and throat the metal clamps on my tits started clinking against the base of the toilet
Vanessa sat on in pace with how fast she was face and pussy fucking me by her tight grip and rocking motions. The smaller doggy toy cock in her side of the harness pressing on the walls of her tight little pussy and the base of the toy smashed her clit as she gyrated and moved wildly pulling and pushing at me as her panting and moans grew hot and fast!
The toy has gone through my last layer , and it hurts but feels good. My little pussy stretches open while my aunt watches my pussy from above with glassy red eyes. Her face is tired but fascinated to see the expressions on my face and hear our moans of pain and pleasure.
As the passions grew to intense levels in our stall with the heat and grunts the smell of sex and sounds of sultry music and the wet, slick sucking sounds of hot fucked pussies joined with the feel of perverted sexual abandon raging out of control.
At just the right moment using my little girl's voice loud enough the woman could hear it.
“Ride that doggy cock my pet…suck this one good … feel it down your throat. Suck it aunt Becky, suck it deep, ride that dog cock, feel its veins, feel it’s knot bumping your bitch hole! Fuck it Becky Beck fuck my little girl pussy like you have wanted to do since I was little, You sick, disgusting woman! You sick little girl fucking pedo dog fucking whore! Cum for me bitch,, do it… mmmm yess… do it … cum now you fucking sick black dog ! My sick black dog fucking bitch!”
Loosening the harness strap around my hips lets my end of the red veiny dog cock slide in and out of my own hot tight hole.
“Bite down on my doggy cock bitch. Hold it in your teeth and fuck my little girl pussy with it.”
Pulling and pushing at her head with a new energy I watched the slick rubber dog cock slide in and out of my little pussy contracting the muscles of my little vagina writhin, having multiple orgasms churning inside me, while I moaned so good and sweet, exploding like never before!
Seeing my aunt's eyes of despair, lust and shame I order her once more to cum hard on that dog's veiny cock as she thinks of Jake and her training that will start with him when we get home. My sick words hit her just as her body starts shaking and her moans turn to animalistic groans.
“Now bitch open those legs in a split and go down on the knot…thats it dog slut… yes feel it hurting that pussy”
Seeing from her face and hearing the final grunt of pain as she impales herself on the cock until its tip is pressed to her cervix and knot is trapped in her vagina. I move forward on the seat to ram my dildo cock down her throat all the way as I push her head with my hand to hold her down onto the toy holding her knotted to the floor.
I give the big warm rubber bulb in my hand the first fast hard squeeze sending the heated cum flooding into her womb to mimic the sperm of a hot blooded K9.
Her body convulses, her limbs go ridgid. The breath she held came out in a moan that was a blend of agony and bliss and together we cum and lose ourselves in a great ecstasy of pleasure , convulsing , our bodies moving and moaning in unison as pump more and more of the hot cum into her pussy the way a dogs cock would pump and pump and pump.
Becky felt the hot doggy semen flowing all over her vagina, the stream straight into her uterus filling her entire vaginal cavity until it came out through her folds and inner thighs leaving the floor wet and sticky including her asshole.
The depraved and obscene scene played out with Becky exhausted and still as the slick hot white cum ran in bubbly squirts and dripped onto the floor as it forced past the knot that filled her pussy.
The hot breathing of three women and music are the only sounds while the woman outside the door moves in the shadows, fascinated and disgusted at the same time by what she hears, a young teen girl and an adult woman fucking deliciously in that cubicle, the mature slut succumbing to her basest animal instincts by letting herself be raped by her own niece and sadistic mistress.
As I slowly disengaged my dripping core from the small dog cock, a rivulet of natural fluids and sweet cream trailed behind, issuing forth from my pink, hairless petals. With a final, triumphant smirk, I removed the gag from Becky's swollen lips, allowing her to finally draw in a deep, shuddering breath. A long string of saliva and foam snaked from her mouth, mingling with the tears of ecstasy and pain that streaked down her flushed cheeks, her makeup now running down her skin.
I watched with sadistic glee as Becky's eyes widened at the taste of me on the dildo's surface.
"Clean my pussy with your tongue," I commanded, "and then suck the dildo until every last drop of our combined flavors is gone. Taste the difference your hole makes when it's stuffed full of thick dog cock." As Becky obeyed, her swollen lips pursed around the slick red toy.
As I gazed down at Becky's flushed, exhausted face, I grabbed her chin firmly between my fingers, forcing her to meet my intense dominant stare. Her breath came in ragged, agitated gasps as she tried to process the unexpected reprieve, her wrists and arms still bearing the unmistakable signs of our torrid encounter. With a cruel flourish, I severed the ropes that had bound her, allowing them to fall limply to the floor. Becky's hands rose tentatively to touch the raw, burning welts that marked her skin, wincing at the fresh onslaught of pain.
But despite her soreness, she held remarkably still, refusing to protest aloud lest it incur my wrath. I was acutely aware of the woman standing guard just beyond the door, her presence a constant reminder of the precarious nature of our forbidden tryst and her weak desires as well.
With a wicked gleam in my eye, I brought Becky to her knees before me, commanding her to spread her thighs wide in a shamelessly wanton display. The weighted clamps I removed from her battered nipples sent fresh waves of agony coursing through her, the stinging burn of hot sauce only adding to her misery as I applied it directly to the hypersensitive nubs. The butt plug's vibrating hum reverberated through her sensitive passage, making her shudder and whimper.
My wicked mind keeps running free, I locked a cruel chain clamp onto Becky's throbbing clit, the cold metal a stark contrast to the feverish heat of her most intimate flesh. With a sadistic tug, I pulled the clamp taut, forcing her to keen in pain as the chain stretched her delicate bud to its limits. Her soaked pussy glistened with evidence of her arousal, and I didn't hesitate to plunge the tip of a thick double dog dildo into her eager depths, the ridged texture and substantial girth a perfect complement to the cruel clamp on her clit. Not to be outdone, I reached down to the other end of the toy into my own tight, wet passage, groaning at the deliciously wicked sensation. With both ends of the phallic toy buried deep within our entwined bodies, I began to rock my hips in a sensual rhythm, the lewd squelch of lube and the moans of pleasure that filled the air a testament to the depraved intensity of our coupling.
A small vibrator, its pulsing vibrations a perfect accompaniment to the dual penetration, added an extra layer of sensation to my clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core.
My hip movements were deliberate and deep, each thrust expertly timed to plunge the thick toy even further into Becky's willing flesh,.the obscene wet sounds of our moans and pussies filling the bathroom, even more knowing they were a sick woman out there hearing everything. I reveled in the lewd symphony, my own pleasure growing with each passing second. With a wicked glint in my eye, I activate the vibrator on maximum frequency over her clit still clamped, biting her hood. The intense pulsations now directly target Becky's tortured clit. The chain clamp, now folded neatly over the hood of her throbbing bud, only amplified the sensations, her eyes rolling back in her head as the waves of pleasure washed over us, I held her gaze, our moans And cries of ecstasy mingling in the intimate space between us.
With flourish, I removed the clamp, tossing it catessly aside. I straddled Becky's lap, grabbing her hair tight, scratching her neck to keep balance, the double dildo still buried to the hilt in both our aching pussies , the doggy toys cock ridges providing delicious stimulation as out clits rubbed together in a frenzy of animalistic pleasure. I grab the vibrator again while riding the toy as when I used to ride my pillows when I was little, my pets hands grasped at my hips and ass, while her tongue danced across my sensitive perky nipples, biting and suckling them with wild pleasure, moaning.
I keep moaning and bouncing.y little tits in her face, feeling the heat in our bodies, the sweat on her face and nose, riding good, moving my hips in circles, as she spread my ass cheeks apart, up and down, back and forth fucking my aunt's hairy pussy with my little pink puffy pussy, she can feel my puffy pussy lips kissing hers over and over again, my head back enjoying, her ass vibrating near an orgasm, I could feel her , I could sense her breathing.
“Look at me mommy! Look at me while I fuck you hard and deep, filling you up so good with my doggy cock, and at the same time raping my own flesh, I feel I'm bleeding but I don't care, look into your little goddess eyes mghmmm-- god , my fuck toy bitch mommy pedo milf slut, auntie Becky slut, ahhh MMM”
I bite my lower belly while holding into her back, digging my long nails on her back creating beautiful red marks all over her, I put my hands around her still wearing her collar, I could see a pulsing vein on her forehead as she look up at me moaning, gasping, breathing like an animal.
“Look at me and tell me how much you love it, how much you love to be fucked hard and deep for your daughter and mistress…tell me mommy bitch, tell while we cum together. Can you hear your baby girl's pussy so wet and sore, raping you with my pussy just like that!!! Ahh fuck me”
My little body kept moving up and down, penetrating her hole full and faster, she couldn't take it anymore while I slapped her face hard a couple of times, making her jump.
No longer able to care what the woman was hearing her only duty was to keep her Mistress fucking her and to do that Becky cried out softly but clearly as she heaved and panted.
“Yes, oh fuck , yes, I hear it, I hear the hot wet sounds….oh god I love you, I love this,, this this.. Mmmm fuuckk,,, fuucckkkk mee… tooo oh ,,, ohhh I love you babygirl oh gaahhhh…
As the aftershocks of our shattering orgasms subsided, I reached out to grasp Becky's face in my hands, my tongue plunging deep into her mouth in a passionate, hungry kiss.
We licked and sucked each other's tongues, breathing into each other's mouth, the intimate act a perfect reflection of the raw, unbridled desire that had consumed us. As our lips finally parted, Becky's fingers traced the curves of my flushed face, her eyes filled with a tender, adoring gaze, a far cry from the wide eyed submission of mere moments before.
She pressed her lips to my neck, the tender kiss a stark contrast to the brutal claiming of our earlier coupling while I stopped the vibe inside her ass.
Embracing me tightly, she seemed to pour all her love and devotion into the simple act of holding me close for a moment, not wanting to let me go. A snort from beyond the cubicle door caught my attention, a wicked thought taking root in my dirty mind; perhaps the woman outside, with same equal depraved fantasies, had been triggered by the sounds of our intense lovemaking, her own hidden desires given voice by the primal pleasure we had shared. Rising to my feet, I allowed Becky to continue her duty, her tongue swirling around my pulsing core to lap up the residual fluids and the faint sweet of blood that now marked my previously untouched flesh, since finally from the use of the toys I broke my hymen. She kisses my legs and my hands.
I help her to her feet as I hold her leash and we kiss more while I remove her collar.
I wipe her tits with paper while she removes the plug from her wet anus. Together we clean up the toys quickly as we look at each other with smiles and glances. My almost untouched makeup intimidated her as if it was the first time. I untie the ropes from around her tits, the marks are obvious, red, I take pictures of my own art print on her skin, as I trace lines with my tongue once again across her nipples, she lets out a stifled moan. I put all the toys in my bag, and the egg vibrator and anal plug in her purse.
She puts on her dress and I help her, I fix her hair, I help clean her face, lips and touch up her makeup while we laugh. The floor is a mess so we prefer to leave it there.
Taking one of the posters I made from my purse that showed AI images of Becky being mounted by a German dog, and being sodomized by me with the intent of posting some of them and having her put some up too. I handed Becky a small stack of them that I told her I would be bringing . I tape one of them to the bathroom door with my contact information from FetLife and other k9 websites to expose her. She gasped at that bold act, I have no limits.
The poster reads like a sexy lost dog poster and I take just a moment as the woman stays hidden in her stall to add a note to a second poster.
“As you heard I raped my aunt Becky as my personal bitch toy, all her holes were destroyed by my dog cocks and her tongue made me cum multiple times, if you want to see the videos and pictures of her being humiliated by her younger mistress, you can contact me ;) xoxo”
Before we left the cubicle, Becky grabbed my arm and pulled me into her, kissing me again. We didn't want it to end here, but I understood she had to get back to her husband who must have been distraught waiting for her at the bar. She already had an excuse to give him ,as we were delayed for a total of 20 minutes by the heat of our sick passions.
As we left the cubicle, holding hands, that curious sexy woman with a red dress was in the wash in front of the mirror, when she saw us leave she wanted to look away but I came out with my head up and good body postures secure of myself, she couldn't help looked at me through the reflection of the mirror and I looked at her deeply for a brief but intense moment.
Expecting that she would likely go to see the bathroom cubicle where we were for pure morbidity finding the poster that I left stuck on the bathroom door I wanted to make sure she would not miss it and left the second poster I had written the note on the sink counter. Her blue eyes were curious and bright, I could tell she had an orgasm while listening to us.
My piercing gaze pierced through her and made her blush even more, as I finally winked at her. Becky was still with her head down, cheeks flushed, embarrassed, hurt, sore, still excited and nervous, as she didn't want that woman to see her face.
Finally as I opened the front door to the bathroom two more women were coming in, and saw us holding hands. They were surprised by my goth style, the aura I emanate, our presence somehow turning their eyes, and not knowing why yet.
The woman's eyes kept darting between us and looking at my face, a hardened, almost feral gleam that seemed to pierce right through them. Along with the unmistakable smell of hot wet pussy in the air the atmosphere in the bathroom was thick with tension, the air heavy with the unspoken possibilities that now hung between us like a dangerous challenge.
Once we left, we found a dark private corner to say good-bye. Becky and I shared one last, lingering kiss, our lips moving with a tender yet passionate fire, loving touch. The taste of my pussy on her lips and her pussy on mine, our tongues moving in loving dance that belied the brutal acts I had just committed to her body and holes.
When our mouths parted, I could sense the turmoil brewing within her, the mind raced trying to process the whirlwind of emotions and desires that now consumed her and how I possessed the key to her future.
Becky knew in her heart that she would never be able to look at her husband in the same way again after the shame and guilt of submitting to the younger girl's depraved whims too great to bear.
Aware of Lilith's dark mind and knowing it would not stay just there, she would see the pics and videos Lilith took posted on lesbian, Bondage, k9, and other dark websites sending silent shivers of fear over Becky making the hair on her neck stand up.
Becky’s shame would be leaving an indelible mark not only in her body, but in her soul, and mind, every time she'd look herself at the mirror or blink, she will see those feline green eyes stalking her in the shadows and she didn't know when she would strike and that fear coursed through her veins knowing her Mistress Lilith fed on that horror at every step like a succubus.
And this was only the beginning….the first well planned feast.