The black Angel of Wales | By : Walesfairy28 Category: Individual Celebrities > Snooker/Billiards Views: 734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Reaching the Hotel, and after paying, they both went to her Room. Agnes sat down in a chair and shifts in her seat. The need that floods through her was making her uncomfortable, both physically and mentally. There eyes meet and suddenly the air is crackling between Master and Slave. There's a glimpse of something in his eyes.
The expression in his eyes changes and becomes challenging. It made Agnes want to pull him to her, kiss him and ravish him. Suddenly she felt insecure. What else makes him feel good? Agnes was on uncharted waters here. She wanted to make him writhe in ecstasy. She need him to want her as much as she want him.
Agnes wanted him to touch her, she needed it more than he could ever know, but she pushed that selfish need away and allowed her gaze to stay locked with his. The desire to bury herself in his flesh was almost overpowering. Agnes wanted to be his completely. She wanted his hands on her body, wanted him to give her pure lust and pain. She was so excited she almost could not stand it.
He began stroking Agnes cheek softly. Instantly her pulse raced and eyes widened. “Now I will give you what you deserve my Slave.” Agnes hissed in a breath as her sensual Master assaulted her mouth with a hot tongue, and by doing so he stole her Mind, without mercy. The Slave tightened the fists and groaned in need of air while her Master left no part of her mouth unexplored.
Her Black Angel was nothing if not thorough and it left her breathless and shaking. Whispering fingers across his captives belly and drawing gentle circles around her belly button, he smiled. His eyes were concentrative and pleased with Agnes uncontrollable squirming. “You are beautiful when you fight me,” he told his Slave in a husky voice as he looped his fingers around the hard breasts of Agnes.
Her Master moved closer to his Slave, unzipping his fly to remove his long cock. He grabbed the back of her head, forcing the Agnes head down on him. She nearly gagged at the sheer length and girth of it as her Black Angel shoved her head back and forth. Tears started forming in her eyes- this was so humiliating, but she loved it.
Than a black studded collar was placed around her neck, but Agnes was powerless to stop it. She tugged on her collar, trying to get her fingers between the leather material and her neck to get air-- but it was to no avail. Agnes had been gagged with your typical bondage ball gag, so calling for help wasn't about to happen any time soon.
Her Master walked all around his Slave, with a long bull whip at his side. „I will get my revenge on you this night, but it will not be in a Snookerarena. I can feel your lust, and I like it." He snapped the whip at Agnes thighs, making her moan out loud.
The Black Angel brought the whip down across Agnes back, watching his Slave twist in the thick binds in attempts to get away. One more lash come to rest at the tanned flesh of Agnes, and he decided he liked it that way. Another lash, and then another. Agnes moans drove him wild- but he needed to stop. Any more red lashes would permanently damage that perfect surface, and that couldn't happen.
His hands glided up her body, starting at the upper thighs of his bonded lust toy. They roamed up the planes of her chest, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Agnes relaxed her body against the strong chest of her Black Angel, enjoying the tugs and pinches.
"You know, you brought me so much joy in these Minutes in Newport." He said twisting the hardened nub in a painful manner. He listened to Agnes squeal at that and grinned darkly. His hands finally left her chest to the hooks holding her up. He unsnapped them all, watching his Slave fall on the ground. "I control you." He hissed into the ear of Agnes.
Agnes felt herself being picked up and placed over her Masters knee. A wooden paddle caressed the globes of her ass before bringing down with a stinging slap. Agnes had to admire her Black Angel for his knowledge of pain. He heard the paddle being placed beside them, and the feel of his hand caressing the sore flesh and both served to calm her down a little.
Agnes breathed heavily through her nose, trying desperately to get a good breath. It was pretty obvious of why she was brought here, but when would she be allowed to leave? She finally got her breathing calmed down enough to watch her captor again. As much as her Black Angel wanted to continue torturing his Slave, he had never wanted to kiss some one so badly. But those pouting lips, the tear streaked face, and the watery eyes were sights to see considering who they were coming from. He sighed a little and against his better judgment, removed Agnes ball gag.
Agnes sucked in gasps of air, and looked like she desperately wanted to scream, but her Master’s mouth was on her before she could do anything. Tongue was forced upon her at such a pace she almost gagged. But after she relaxed... She had never felt such a passionate kiss before.
"Before the night is through... Your will be mine." Like he was going to pass up the opportunity to not possess her entire being. He liked holding her under his power-- making a strong woman so weak was the sexiest thing he had ever experienced. Than her Master took her from behind, hard and fast, just how she loved it. She started to scream louder:” Oh yes my Black Angel, please more, I want more please!”
After they both came he looked up to his Slave and asked her in a demanding voice: "You enjoyed being mastered." Didn't seem like much of a question, but it was true. She loved it, and felt wonderful about it. Agnes wanted to throw up and ask for more, but her voice wasn't there at the moment. "You are mine, Slave. When I want you, you will come. You will do what I say, when I say it. No one will know what happened here- but you will always remember. Do you understand?"
Agnes said in a low voice: “I will do everything you want me to do Master and wherever you want it. “ They both got cleaned up and he left her Room and her behind. But she knows that it would not be the last time and went to bed happily.
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