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The Chair Shoppe
Date: 2/5/2016, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Taboo Author: tekkar
... the Shoppe watched this fascinating exchange that could only happen here on the Islands. DK was visibly shaking now as Helene came back around & looked again at his face. 'Is he one of those forum boys my s****r told me about before I arrived? 'Yes Regina said as she watched DK look as thou he would pass out. 'Helene pulled hard on DK's leash that was still wrapped around her wrist. 'What name do you go by Slave' 'DK....DK Face' Helene smiled wickedly as she saw the fear in the boys face. 'Open your mouth Slave DK' she ordered him. Helene reached in pulling out his tongue. DK was up on his toes almost hanging by his collar & leash as Helene ran two fingers around the inside of his wide open mouth. 'Don't disappoint me slave if you want to keep those teeth' she told him releasing the tension & letting DK's feet fall back onto the floor. DK fell to his knees, his legs giving out. The room had become so quite he thought everyone must of left. His own raspy breath echoed in his skull. When he looked up he saw the room as crowded as it had been before. Helene had raised her short skirt & was now stepping out of her panties. DK saw the panties resting just below Helene's knees. His wide open eyes frozen on the sight before him. A tiny man struggled inside a pocket in the gusset. Soaked, his arms flailing as he tried to break free from the stickiness that held him. As Helene stepped free of them DK saw the half dead man trapped in a pocket in the rear of the panties. He looked ...
... barely alive. He had fantasized about being trapped just like both of them but the reality of seeing was much more vivid than words on a page from a Forum story. Helene's fingers digging into his scalp as she grabbed him by his hair & pulled his face into her naked cunni brought him out of his little forum fantasy. 'Open your mouth Slave DK Helene told him while whispers from the crowd of Women filled the once silent void. As DK's mouth filled with the hot frothy piss Women in the chair Shoppe began whispering as they began to gather around the scene before them. DK swallowed, gagging once letting the dark yellow wine shoot out the corners of his mouth & run down his cheeks. Opening his throat as Helene's strong hands gripped his head like it was in a vise, crushing his open mouth wide. Bev watched the Women begin to form a circle around Helene. Murmuring's became more urgent as the crowd grew closer. Bev saw an array of asses, black & white clenching as some of the women began fingering themselves. DK gulped, the hot acrid piss burning his throat. Finally the stream trickled to a few short spurts. He gasped for air as Helene pulled his face from her crotch. His face soaked & streaked with her piss, he looked up at her, his mouth sucking in air as she pet him like he was a dog. The crowd backed up as Helene stepped away from the kneeling Slave. 'Does anyone need to use MY SLAVE before I take my leave of you?' Helene asked looking at the many colored faces of the Women who had ...