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He paused, after the tenth stroke, to drink; I heard the ice tinkling in his glass. I felt the air-conditioned air cooling on my skin, while my ass burned. I took a deep breath, and smelled myself. Startled, I sniffed the air cautiously and, indeed, there was a faint odor, the same that permeated my panties, after one such fantasy. The air was also cold in my snatch, where moisture trickled, hesitantly, out of my tunnel. I heard him putting down the glass and braced myself for the next round.If I had not been gagged I might have screamed the walls down, by the time he was done. He let me calm down; he let the fires on my ass cheeks subside, before releasing me from the table and helping me to my feet. He did not remove the gag, not yet. He took a lariat out of the bag and draped the lasso over my neck, tightening it slightly, but not enough to hinder my breathing. I worried at this, this could be dangerous, but I did trust him. He tied my hands behind my back with a length of. " I slap him again. He doesn’t even flinch, despite the fact it leaves a red stain across his cheek. "And that’s just because I wanted to slap you. You like that bitch?" "Yes Mistress." "You like being my slutty little whore?" "Mm mm,yes Mistress." Oh, fuck that makes me so wet. "Then show me your appreciation. Fuck me." I squeal as he scoops me up off the floor as if I’m a feather. Stumbling as he crosses the floor and slams me up against the wall, and I feel his cock against my pussy lips. “Wait," I gasp "In my wallet Mistress," He signals to his jeans pocket and I lean down to reach in, pulling out his wallet and feeling around. I find the condom stuffed in the back, and toss the wallet on the floor as I tear the packet open with my teeth. I wank his cock, pulling back the foreskin fully, before sliding the condom over the tip and unrolling it down his cock. He sighs. "Such a shame to cover you big guy," I whisper, "But until I know for sure" He doesn’t let me finish, his tongue.
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