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... from head to toe. I watched as her orgasm shot through her, increase in intensity, and finally subside. “Mmm, thank you, Sir,” she purred. I smiled at her and let go of the belt, turned her around and shoved her chest onto the shiny, black glass surface of the electric range. I reached under her chest and pulled her breasts apart, till each breast was pressed on to one of the front burners. “Spread your legs and don’t move,” I snarled. She obeyed immediately. I placed the fingertips of my left hand on the burner next to her left breast. Reached with my right hand and turned the left burner on. A low hum signaled the element was heating up and a soft red glow lit up under her left breast. Victoria panted, "Fuck!” I slapped her ass and snarled, “Keep still and quiet.” I felt her body tense up and her breathing was quick and deep. The heat from the burner steadily increased, I counted to myself, fifteen seconds had passed and the heat was beginning to be uncomfortable on my flesh. Victoria tried to lift herself off the element. I leaned into her and kept her pinned down. I turned the left burner off. "Keep still or I won't turn on the other burner," I sternly ordered. "Yes, Sir," she moaned softly. Her nipples are extremely sensitive, she told me that she can make herself cum, if she plays with them long enough. I turned on the right burner and counted in my head. When I reached fifteen, I turned the burner off. “Did you like that, Victoria?” I smirked. She moaned and rubbed ...

... her breasts on the warm surface of the stove. I unwrapped my belt from her wrists and I slid my hand down her back and over her pussy. Her inner folds were drenched with her juices. “Your cunt is telling me that you did,” I teased her. “Turn around and face me, Victoria.” She obeyed. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. She put up a short, weak struggle, trying to convince me that she was mad at me. “You sacred me! I hate you,” she pouted. I gently grabbed her shoulders and stepped back. I admired the oval, pink marks the heat from the burners had left on her breasts and said, “You do not hate me, Victoria.” Victoria lowered her head and smiled. “On your knees, whore,” I ordered. She lowered herself to her knees in front of me and placed her hands on her lap. “Kiss my cock.” She looked up at me, reached for my cock, grabbed the base through my pants and lovingly kissed it. “I love your cock, Sir,” she moaned as she switched hands, squeezed the swollen head and kissed my balls. Her eyes widened as she watched me fold the belt. “Take out my cock, whore,” I sneered. She nodded her head and undid my zipper. She reached into my pants, pulled out my thick, fully erect cock and kissed the throbbing head. Slowly she pumped her fist up and down the shaft, pulled the skin back and watched wide eyed, as the head swelled. “Suck it.” Victoria opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. She sucked gently as she lowered her head and buried my cock, balls deep in her ...