-Varada Sethu: footjob + piss on her face (150 RP; 6 WP / 17 BP). Varada’s something new for me: I’ve never seen any Indian film or TV show and I don’t know any celebrity from that country. I know, Varada’s technically British now, but you must admit she doesn’t look like a traditional British beauty. I think she knows I’m having weird thoughts on her, 'cause she’s looking at me with very worried eyes. Well, would you blame me? She’s…interesting! I can’t say she’s one of my favourites, but she really is an unusual beauty for me. I’d gladly spent some time with my first Indian girl, but I feel terribly sick today: I’ve got flu and just being here drains all my energy, but no one could’ve covered me and I had to come. There’s no way I could fuck her properly, but at least I could have a little relief from her. I’m not telling her that I feel bad: she could take advantage of it to run away or overcome me. I act like I’m sure of myself and tell her the same things I generally tell to the shoplifters I capture, but this time I use a gentler tone just to convince her I have no bad intentions…not terribly bad! She’s disgusted by my request, but she doesn’t want to make me angry and my promise that I won’t penetrate her in any way make her accept my offer. I tell her to sit on the floor and handcuff her right wrist to a shelf. Now that she can’t run away, I remove her shoes and socks and pull down my pants. Laying down in front of her, I tell her to make my cock hard with her own feet. I feel sorry and a little embarassed: it would generally be ready to use in such a situation, but I really don’t have the strenght to make it stiff by myself. Varada’s got a face like she’s thinking that it could’ve gone worse for her: she doesn’t like the idea, but it’s still better than being fucked! With a last sigh, she starts playing with my cock, moving it against her soles and dorsum. I have to say, I’m not much into this kind of things, but she’s really good at it! Her soles are soft and tender and she’s able to move my cock every time in a different position. She’s probably doing it to finish soon, but she also knows I need to be pleasured in order to be happy and release her. She could squeeze my balls and cock in a minute but she knows it’d put her in troubles, so she just keeps doing what I asked for. I sit down after a while and grab her left ankle, bringing her foot to my mouth to kiss and lick it. Then I tell her to move faster and she obeys again, doing her best until I cum on her soft feet, my white semen on her brownish skin.
“Are we even now? May I go?” She asks making the chain of the handcuffs cling. I get up slowly and jerk off a bit in front of her. Man, she was good and now I want more…am I really gonna let her go asking her nothing more? No way, but I don’t feel like I could fuck her, especially after I’ve already cum! I just feel the incredible urge to sleep a bit and…empty my bladder! Fuck, I really need to pee!
“Get on your knees and open your mouth” I order.
She opens her eyes wide as she didn’t understand. “You said no penetrations!” She protests.
“I know. Now do as I told.”
She gets on her knees, but still doesn’t trust me.
“Open. Your. Mouth!” I repeat, pulling her hair and tugging at her. She screams because of the surprise more than the pain, but at least she obeys. She probably thinks I want to cum on her again, so it’s a shock for her when I start pissing all over her. She closes her eyes and try to move away her face and spit what fell in her mouth.
Annoyed by her actions, I hold my piss a bit and grab her hair again. “Don’t you dare do it again stupid bitch!” I exclaim with an angry expression on my face “If you make a mess here, you’re gonna clean it with your tongue! So, open your mouth and let me finish!”
She doesn’t react anymore. My pee goes perfectly into her mouth and she does what she can to drink it. Her face soon becomes a mess: her hair is soaked and Varada is coughing so hard that she can’t hold her tears. When I’m done, she’s humiliated.
“You see, whore?” I tell her squatting in front of her “I told you I wasn’t going to penetrate you. And don’t worry: I’m gonna clean this mess by myself. Are you happy?”
“Ye…yes!”
“Yes what, slave?”
“…Yes, master!”
“Are you gonna tell anyone what happened here?”
“No, master, I swear!”
“What a wonderful girl you are.”
I release her wrist and give her a clean towel. She dries herself the best she can and then runs away looking for a bathroom.
Reward: Ema Stokholma. I knew Ema would have come back to me: she really looked like a bitch, after all! She wants more punishments and I accept togive her all the pain she needs. I whip and spank her, clamp her tits, tie and hang her. Once a month she comes to me to be tortured in different ways. To tell the truth, she also begs me to fuck her, but I concede her this privilege only after some sessions, when I’m sure she has become a completely submissive and obedient slave. It’s hard to wait for the right moment, but when it arrives it’s beautiful and I love to hear her moaning and praising me with her peculiar way of speaking.
-Varada Sethu: footjob + piss on her face (150 RP; 6 WP / 17 BP). Varada’s something new for me: I’ve never seen any Indian film or TV show and I don’t know any celebrity from that country. I know, Varada’s technically British now, but you must admit she doesn’t look like a traditional British beauty. I think she knows I’m having weird thoughts on her, 'cause she’s looking at me with very worried eyes. Well, would you blame me? She’s…interesting! I can’t say she’s one of my favourites, but she really is an unusual beauty for me. I’d gladly spent some time with my first Indian girl, but I feel terribly sick today: I’ve got flu and just being here drains all my energy, but no one could’ve covered me and I had to come. There’s no way I could fuck her properly, but at least I could have a little relief from her. I’m not telling her that I feel bad: she could take advantage of it to run away or overcome me. I act like I’m sure of myself and tell her the same things I generally tell to the shoplifters I capture, but this time I use a gentler tone just to convince her I have no bad intentions…not terribly bad! She’s disgusted by my request, but she doesn’t want to make me angry and my promise that I won’t penetrate her in any way make her accept my offer. I tell her to sit on the floor and handcuff her right wrist to a shelf. Now that she can’t run away, I remove her shoes and socks and pull down my pants. Laying down in front of her, I tell her to make my cock hard with her own feet. I feel sorry and a little embarassed: it would generally be ready to use in such a situation, but I really don’t have the strenght to make it stiff by myself. Varada’s got a face like she’s thinking that it could’ve gone worse for her: she doesn’t like the idea, but it’s still better than being fucked! With a last sigh, she starts playing with my cock, moving it against her soles and dorsum. I have to say, I’m not much into this kind of things, but she’s really good at it! Her soles are soft and tender and she’s able to move my cock every time in a different position. She’s probably doing it to finish soon, but she also knows I need to be pleasured in order to be happy and release her. She could squeeze my balls and cock in a minute but she knows it’d put her in troubles, so she just keeps doing what I asked for. I sit down after a while and grab her left ankle, bringing her foot to my mouth to kiss and lick it. Then I tell her to move faster and she obeys again, doing her best until I cum on her soft feet, my white semen on her brownish skin. “Are we even now? May I go?” She asks making the chain of the handcuffs cling. I get up slowly and jerk off a bit in front of her. Man, she was good and now I want more…am I really gonna let her go asking her nothing more? No way, but I don’t feel like I could fuck her, especially after I’ve already cum! I just feel the incredible urge to sleep a bit and…empty my bladder! Fuck, I really need to pee! “Get on your knees and open your mouth” I order. She opens her eyes wide as she didn’t understand. “You said no penetrations!” She protests. “I know. Now do as I told.” She gets on her knees, but still doesn’t trust me. “Open. Your. Mouth!” I repeat, pulling her hair and tugging at her. She screams because of the surprise more than the pain, but at least she obeys. She probably thinks I want to cum on her again, so it’s a shock for her when I start pissing all over her. She closes her eyes and try to move away her face and spit what fell in her mouth. Annoyed by her actions, I hold my piss a bit and grab her hair again. “Don’t you dare do it again stupid bitch!” I exclaim with an angry expression on my face “If you make a mess here, you’re gonna clean it with your tongue! So, open your mouth and let me finish!” She doesn’t react anymore. My pee goes perfectly into her mouth and she does what she can to drink it. Her face soon becomes a mess: her hair is soaked and Varada is coughing so hard that she can’t hold her tears. When I’m done, she’s humiliated. “You see, whore?” I tell her squatting in front of her “I told you I wasn’t going to penetrate you. And don’t worry: I’m gonna clean this mess by myself. Are you happy?” “Ye…yes!” “Yes what, slave?” “…Yes, master!” “Are you gonna tell anyone what happened here?” “No, master, I swear!” “What a wonderful girl you are.” I release her wrist and give her a clean towel. She dries herself the best she can and then runs away looking for a bathroom.
Reward: Ema Stokholma. I knew Ema would have come back to me: she really looked like a bitch, after all! She wants more punishments and I accept togive her all the pain she needs. I whip and spank her, clamp her tits, tie and hang her. Once a month she comes to me to be tortured in different ways. To tell the truth, she also begs me to fuck her, but I concede her this privilege only after some sessions, when I’m sure she has become a completely submissive and obedient slave. It’s hard to wait for the right moment, but when it arrives it’s beautiful and I love to hear her moaning and praising me with her peculiar way of speaking.