"The Epic Adventures of Linda in Life" Part 2 - Chapter 3 MASTER PAUL LETS LINDA DOWN."The Epic Adventures of Linda in Life" Part 2 - Chapter 3 MASTER PAUL LETS LINDA DOWN...........SLOWLY.........FINALLY!!! As Linda hung from the overhead heavy "trapeze bar", attached to it by the chains attached to her ankle cuffs and thigh cuffs, shivering and quaking in her continuous orgasmic orgy, her pierced nippled breasts rubbing back and forth across the plush red carpet of the master bedroom and her pleading, begging and moaning hoarse voice entreating Master Paul to give her more......MORE......M-O-R-E............... .............Master Paul reached under her slick, wet and dilated sexual "mouth" and grasped the small, carefully placed little metal alligator clip that squeezed her tortured and hooded love button ever so firmly, but not savagely, and started to release it........ .......Linda began to scream and plead with him..........."NNNNOOOOO .......MMMMAAAASSSTTTEEERRRR.........NO, NO, NO!!!" "PLEASE DON'T DO THAT TO MMMMMMEEEEEEEE!...............PPPPLLLLEEEAAASSSEEEE LEAVE IT ALONE..............PLEASE????"..................... Shaking his head, Paul backed away from her and watched her gyrating and trembling through her orgasmic wonders............a continuous and triumphant parade of pure sexual gratification that never deminished and simply went on and on and on..................... .....the sweating, shaking, squirming sexually submissive and "conquered" LINDA looked over her shoulder and under her suspended shaking legs at Paul and very lowly and huskily said..................... .........."PLEASE, MASTER PAUL...........'FIST' ME!!!!.................. ....YOUR SLAVE NEEDS SOMETHING INSIDE OF HER....PPPLLLEEEAAASSSEEE?".... Shaking his head in absolute amazement and wonder, Paul returned to his former position behind Linda, between her hugely splayed and suspended naked legs, where he inserted the fingers of his right hand into the wet, black depths of the contracting vaginal passage and, curling them together with his thumb curled into the palm of the now pointing hand, he thrust steadily forward sinking the extended hand deeper and deeper inside the panting, moaning Linda. |