Hooker’s diary. Part 22
October 24th, 2008There are three more clients to fuck the girl and they turn out to be real BDSM freaks, read and enjoy the action mixed with sweet pain…
“Girl, blue room is waiting for you,” Frau Dort said.
If I only knew what it would be like… As soon as we stepped in the room, one of the docs and I got elegant spike collars on our necks. I was wearing high boots and some strange outfit consisting of black laces that actually left all my body exposed. The docs were wearing black leather caps, tight shorts, spike wristlets and heavy army boots. The one with the spike collar was also wearing a tight mask over his face. He was tied with chains that were hanging from the ceiling and screwed to the floor, so he was practically motionless. I got chained too, with my hands and legs spread wide to sides in the form of letter X. The guys who chained us were holding a whip and a crop in their hands.
“Do you like it slave?” One of the docs asked his chained colleague.
“Yeah….”
He lashed him across the back.
“Now?!”
“Yeah!” “The slave” cried.
He got some more hard and painful hits across his back, but he kept on murmuring he loved it. Well, I had to admit he did like it – his penis was getting larger in size. That sadomasochistic stuff was turning him on!
“So slave you like this blonde slut? You want her?”
“Yeah!” (Read More…)
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