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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... my slip over my head and then I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for being so nice. He got out and helped me out of the car and escorted me to the door like a gentleman.

Dale was at the door when we got to it and he opened it and thanked the driver for being so considerate and let me in before he hugged me and said, "First, son of a bitch you look hot! Second, son of a bitch you look hot! Third, did you have fun?"

I grinned and kissed him and said, "Offer me a drink and I'll tell you all about it."

We had a glass of wine and he massaged my feet while I told him everything that had happened to me. He was extremely jealous. He had never had an opportunity to watch a game from one of those private loges and would really love to.

I said, "Well, maybe if you would put out."

He cracked up. He said he would have to think about it, but he refused to wear the slip.

We put our glasses in the sink and went to bed. I told him that I had just enough energy for one more fuck if he was interested.

He said, "I am always interested, and I think you might really enjoy this one."

We undressed and I pulled back the covers and got in bed. Dale climbed up over and lifted my arms over my head again. He knows how much it turns me on to feel helpless. But he had stopped on the way home and he had a surprise for me.

As he held my hands over my head he reached up and suddenly my arms were restrained by two heavy black leather cuffs attached to the corners of the bed ...

... by chains. I squealed in delight, but he wasn't done. He reached under the pillow, pulled out a blindfold, and put it over my eyes. Then he got off of me and secured my legs to the corners of the bed.

He wasn't done though. I heard him moving round and then he stretched out beside me and started playing with my nipples. When they got hard he stopped what he was doing and put clamps on them and secured them.

I was moaning by that time. I felt so helpless and I knew that he had figured out my deepest darkest fantasy now. I struggled briefly, but then I relaxed and surrendered as he began to tease my body with his fingers and his lips. When he started working his way down towards my pussy I stopped him. I had been fucked quite a few times this evening. I had cleaned up afterwards, but there is always something that gets left behind. I begged him to stop, but he ignored me and soon he was lapping at my red, swollen, very well fucked pussy.

I couldn't help it. I screamed loudly and came so hard I thought that I would pass out. I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him and thank him for making me feel like this, but of course that was out of the question, and that was why I felt like this! I don't know if you can follow that. It made sense to me though.

He ate me roughly, nipping, biting, and licking and I went crazy. I had one giant orgasm after another and when he finally climbed up on top of me and began fucking me violently, raping me, pounding into me brutally, I ...