I had a dream last night, I know not the most original of first lines but stick with me: I promise it gets better. I was walking down a long corridor with a lush red carpet and orange toned walls; people were milling all around me, entering doors or just walking like me. It was a while before I started noticing the signs on the doors I was walking past.




They all seemed quite innocent at first, then the signs started to become more blatant




I watched people as they marched confidently into these rooms until I came upon one that made me look twice.


I felt undeniably drawn to this room, as if there was a force pulling me on. I walked forward and opened the door quietly and slowly, my heart thumping and my nipples hard with excitement and curiosity. As I walked in I could see nothing ahead of me, the room was quite dark and I couldn’t hear anything, my heart started to beat harder as I felt more scared than excited. Abruptly a light was switched on and I blinked at the sudden change. When I fully opened my eyes I saw someone standing in front of me: a short plump lady in a leather halter, the leather barely covered anything, her large breasts and ass overflowed over the sides. The hint of leather seeming to make you notice her nudity more than if she wore nothing at all. She said not a word but took my hand and led me to a low sofa, sitting down she left Pendik Escort me standing in front of her, feeling self conscious as I towered above this lady. I nervously ran a hand through my brunette curls.


The abruptness and loudness of this command took me by surprise, I jumped slightly startled by this order.

“STRIP NOW” she reiterated, and as a woman in a trance I begin to unbuttoned my blue cotton blouse, dropped it to the floor, followed by my lacy bra. Letting my large breasts free, showing to all how hard and aroused my nipples were. Next I slipped out of my long black skirt, kicking off my shoes as I did so, till I was stood in only my panties, the tell tale damp spot showing to anyone who cared to look. After only a second of hesitation I began to ease the white material off my hips, slipping them over my thighs then kicking them away. Fully exposed I stood holding my head high and noticing my breath coming fast and erratically as the leather lady eyes me up and down her hand between her legs.

The other hand snaked out and pulled on my nipple.


I screamed as she pulled me towards her, angled me over her lap, pulling me down until I was resting over her legs. I struggled slightly, I am not a woman’s woman if you know what I mean, but she held me fast as her hand slapped down with a resounding “CRACK” on my bottom.

I gasped at the sudden impact, I barely had time to recover before “CRACK” Anadolu Yakası Escort that firm hand slapped at me again “CRACK” and again “CRACK” and again.

My ass was starting to sting and my cheeks are flushed from the compromising position I am in, Somehow though I am getting a perverse thrill from this situation, It was a dream afterall So I decided I might as well go with it.

After what seemed like an age the leather lady stopped hitting me and pushed me off her lap and I sprawled on the floor at her feet. I felt a pair of hands grab my waist and pull me up into a kneeling position. I looked up, twisting my head, but I couldn’t see my assailant, though from the strong hairy arms I could glimpse and feel I took an educated guess that it was a man.

“Cute Ass.” My assailant finally spoke, a low sonorous sound confirming his man hood. “It looks good in red, though I think a deeper shade would suit you better.”

I gasped as I heard something whistle through the air then land across my buttocks.

“Owch!” I exclaimed ,my bottom burning from the slap, It felt like a belt or something similar, over and over my bottom it slashed and slapped and I scream and groan with each swat of this unknown torture implement. Amazingly through the pain I felt myself getting wetter and hotter the heat from this punishment turning me on.

Hearing a low guttural moan, I looked up and saw the leather lady with her fingers buried İstanbul Escort inside her sloppy pussy, the leather outfit pulled to the side as she finger- fucked herself watching my poor ass being mutilated. My eyes became glued to her crotch, those fingers plunged in and out of her wet hole, her legs spasmed as she came close to exploding. I was so engrossed in this shameless show that it took me a while to latch on to the fact that my ass was no longer being whipped.

Just as I began to move, I felt those strong hands encapsulate my hips, gripping tight so I couldn’t move. I felt something rubbing up my bum, across my red sore abused skin and concentrating between my buttocks. I moaned loudly as I realised this big, faceless stranger was going to fuck me, his hard cock pressed against me and I pushed back. I was so hot and horny by that point I wasn’t thinking.

Suddenly that hard thick cock speared my cunt. I screamed as I felt myself filled from behind, hard hands gripped my hips and my cunt flexed around this intrusion. My eyes stayed glued on the lady in leather who was moaning loudly and stroking her clit. I could feel my orgasm building from the combination of this stranger fucking me and the sight and smell of the masturbating woman just a few inches from my face. He sensed I was close to cumming and I felt him up the pace, drilling into me even further with each stroke.

I screamed as I erupted, my whole body shook with the impact of it, I felt strong hands pinching at my hips and heard a low guttural sound merging with the high pitched yelp spewing from my mouth. I felt him pumping his hot cum inside me, and opened my eyes just in time to see leather lady creaming all over her fingers.

And then I woke up, Bugger.

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