1. Couples Counseling Pt. 04


    Date: 4/20/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byEmmalee_Strict, Source: Literotica 

    Sweet, Kinky Reader,

Be assured, all participants are pre-certified STD-free, and birth control is in effect; under less 'familiar' circumstances, condoms are always advised. Why, these particular sexual deviants even got flu shots and Covid boosters, LOL

In real life, BDSM is *safe, sane & consensual.* In this*fantasy,* the apparently 'non-consensual' elements (including and especially, the emotional cruelty) were given my diligent, advance 'advise & consent,' and agreed to in writing by all parties. See Pt. 01.

By express, mutual consent, there are no safe-words, traffic lights, or expectations of lenience or mercy; the only law of this (dungeon-sized) land are the Professional judgment, discretion and whims of Mistress, a.k.a., the Goddess Emmalee.

I'll say it again, it's what they signed up for, when they signed up with me.

So, have fun!😊

xxox Emm

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"Couples Counseling" Part Four

by Emmalee_Strict

©2024

Toshiro's jaw clenches so tautly, I can hear the grinding.

Up close, actually, because I've got my chin propped on his shoulder and my head tipped restfully against his. I'm lazily crouched on one knee behind his kneeling body. One arm draped around his neck, the other around his waist, fingers splayed across his pelvis just above his manhood, idly stroking his smooth, groomed flesh ... casually, affectionately staking out my ownership over his surrendered body ... watching the show.

"Pute! Keep silent, still!Ne ...
    ... bouge pas! Chienne!"

*swat! swat!*

*squeal! squeal!*

Gripping her ponytail to keep her upright, Victor is flogging Paige's bare pussy with his short-tailed cat-o-nine-tails; her job is to stand there and take it. She is free of my ropes but her kitten-gloves are cuffed behind her. Ballgagged, her huffy little gripes are muffled and frustrated. Up off her bare heels, her athletic legs are spread obscenely at his command, exposing her hot-pink vulva, and her calves quiver with the strain of controlling herself as the cat-strokes fall.

With my body pressed into his, I sense in Tosh's bound, kneeling body a struggle for self-control of a different kind. I want to help him with that. But first, I need him tomarinate in it a little longer.

*swat!*

*squeal!*

I'm enjoying the show, but I admit, it hasn't played out like I'd pictured it. Four minutes in, and the Bull still hasn't inserted his penis into Paige's mouth. Instead, he's chosen the tack of first breaking down the fiery redhead: mocking, degrading, punishing her; tiring her out; making her afraid of him. But if I'm surprised, I'm not disappointed. As always, I respect Vic's artistic choices.

Tosh, not so much. I know that. But that's his challenge, his test of submission, and if he really wants it to stop, I'll know.

*swat! swat!*

*squeal! squeal!*

"Still! I said, keep still,chienne!"

Of course, Tosh isn't taking any of this well. At my order, he holds his chin up to give the sexual assault of ...
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