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Severe Session

... pleasure as the orgasm rips through her, electrifying her whole being.

Exhausted, overcome by pleasure, she collapses on top of me. Virginie remains like this for a long moment, slumped on my back, slowly regaining her breath and her senses. Beneath her body, I'm a heap of sobs and moans. I'm wracked with pain and shaken by uncontrollable nervous spasms.

At last, Virginie slowly rises to her feet. Gently, she places kisses on my neck and back. After ravaging me, she carefully removes the dildo from my anus. I feel a great emptiness and the feeling that my hole will never close again.

After untying me, she helps me to my feet. My legs are unable to carry me, and she helps me to walk to the bedroom. We don't say a word as she gently lays me down on the bed and settles herself astride me.

With tenderness, she begins to kiss my torso, gradually sliding down my body, her lips never leaving my skin until they close on my sex.

With consummate skill, her tongue plays with my cock. It doesn't take long for it to respond to this intimate caress and stand up again. Virginie continues to excite it, taking it deep down her throat, until her face is in direct contact with my pubis. She repeats this maneuver several times, eliciting new moans from me. Of pleasure this ...

... time.

When she deems it sufficiently hard, she straightens up and lets herself slide down that foremast. Her perfectly lubricated vagina easily accommodates my swollen member, and she begins to slowly undulate her hips.

In our excited state, it doesn't take long for the ride to turn into a frenzied cavalcade. Virginie then lies on top of me, rubbing her hard, swollen breasts against my chest. My hands grasp her firm buttocks to bring her even closer to me. My hips are now making a real impact. Our breathing becomes more urgent and panting.

Suddenly, I explode inside her. A surge of pleasure shoots through my lower back and makes me arch up like a bow. At the same moment, another orgasm rips through her, from head to toe. Our lips come together, muffling each other's cries in a wild kiss.

When calm returns, we're exhausted. Without a word, entwined in each other's arms, we fall asleep. Happy.

***

That night of pain marked a radical turning point in my personal history. It was on that day that I realized I could no longer be a submissive. I couldn't take the pain.

I had to become a dominant.

Virginie understood this too. And after introducing me to BDSM through submission, she taught me to dominate. She, herself, volunteered to become my first submissive.