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Too good of a deal

... concerned about Black yanking the rope which was tied to the anal hook and my hair. Almost every time he moved his forelegs, he pulled the rope as well. The anal hook was quite well secured in my ass. However, that did not mean that I wouldn't feel the hook digging into my skin when there was more strain with the rope. To avoid that, I tried to keep my body as steady as possible, but it was not the easiest job when Black was screwing my face and pulling my hair at the same time.

While Black was violating my face, Brown kept lapping my pussy. I am not even sure if Brown had even noticed that Black was escalating things. Brown just seemed to be content doing what he was doing. For a while, the dumb dog had been alternating between pushing its tongue inside of me or licking my labia. In particular, Brown seemed to love playing with my extremely sensitive clitoris. Every time I felt Brown's tongue on my clit, I trembled from the pleasure that surged through my body. Maybe Brown had noticed these involuntary twitches of mine and that is why it was so keen on licking that spot. Either way, it made "staying steady" even more difficult for me. Now Brown added some variation to the mix by licking my impaled ass. No one had ever given my asshole oral pleasure, so my body did not even know how to react to that kind of stimulus. The warm and moist tongue tried to find a way to breach into my ass, but all access was blocked by the rod of the anal hook.

Black's attempts to find the ...

... right angle to fuck my face was becoming more desperate. He was not happy with the partial penetration. And it probably isn't any surprise for anyone, I was not happy about any penetration at all. The amount of precum Black had shot into my mouth was starting to become ridiculous. The sharp salty taste of the pre-ejaculate fluid was intoxicating and there was no escaping it. I just had to endure it until he gave up. Additionally, my neck was starting to kill me. It did not help that I'd been bound like that for way over an hour. But Black fucking my face and pulling my hair, forced me to move like a freaking bobblehead and that was getting old. "Fuck... I would give anything for a short reprieve. I love having my hair pulled, but this is not fun anymore.", I thought while being annoyed. But I should be careful with what I hope because sometimes those wishes get granted.

Although Carol was exceptional with rope plays, she had not prepared for everything the rope should be able to handle. Black's frantic search for a better angle made the knot with my hair and rope come undone. For a brief moment, I was very happy when I felt the pressure on my neck easing up. I would have even sighed from the relief if I did not have a doggy cock in my mouth. What happened instead was something a lot worse. I had not realized how much I had relayed on the rope before my upper body came down in an uncontrolled fashion. When I lowered my head, my mouth aligned just right for Black to shove his ...