Helga  
 

Helga came round the other night. She was in a very demanding mood and was merciless with me for a long time, abusing me exactly as she wished without a care for my needs, exept the need to have my lovely mistress dominate me.

Helga stripped to just her knee-length suede boots and though she was otherwise naked I knew she was in total control and I couldn't touch her until she allowed it. She stripped me naked then bound my tits in cords so tight. I love this. My nipples looked huge and cried out for attention, but first she handcuffed my wrists behind me so I was unable to resist at all. Then she blindfolded me and left me alone for what seened like ages. I could hear her pussy squelching as she played with herself and then I smelled her woman scent. The room was filled with the smell of sex.

I then felt her roughly squeeze and pull on my nipples. I love this and I wanted to come. She pegged my nipples then bent me over and deliverd a lovely thorough expert spanking till my arse cheeks were aflame. My cunt was so wet that my juices were running down my thighs.

I heard her strapping on her cock and she told me she was going to give me a good fucking. She bent me right over and I felt her cockhead butt my open fuckhole. It felt like she was ripping me apart as she shoved in like a man, fucking me hard and deep, calling me her bitch, her tart, her pussy, her dirty fuckwhore.

I was coming and coming in waves of pleasure and Helga came too. She made me lick her cock, then released me. We hugged and kissed for a long time, then she said she wanted to watch me piss and piss on me. I readily agreed and after several glasses of wine I was ready. I pissed in the shower, standing up and bending over so she could see. hen I lay in the bath and she straddled me and pissed long and hard in my face and on my tits. She then let me watch as she fingered her cunt and jigged her clit till she came.

We showered together and had lots more hugs and kisses which was so nice. I wanted her to stay over but she'd left her slave husband naked and tied up at home, and as much as she'd like to have left him overnight she couldn't.



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