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My Bondage History Part 5 by The Bitch
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My Bondage History
Part 5
by The Bitch
On my days off when Charlie didn't tie me up before he left
for work, I was expected to surprise him with a special welcome
when he returned home. Often I would just greet him at the door
in a short nightie, silk panties and high-heeled shoes. He would
become rock hard at the first sight of me, drop his briefcase,
and carry me into the bedroom. There he would quickly undress,
and then begin to slowly make love to me. His tongue would work
its magic all over my body, and his fingers would explore every
inch of me. He would work me into a passionate feverish state,
and then plunge his enormous cock into my cunt or anus, pumping
and thrusting until we both came in a tumultuous climax.
Other times, just to break up the monotony (if there was
such a thing), I would dress in one of the bizarre costumes he
bought for me. One of Charlie's favorite costumes was the rubber
maid's costume. I would pull on the thigh-high black rubber
stockings, tight, black rubber panties and push-up bra and 4-inch
high-heeled black shoes. Then I would struggle into the tight
form-fitting black rubber maid's dress. The dress had a white
apron that tied in the back, and white lacy frills around the
bodice. It was short, and barely covered the tops of the
stockings when I was standing up. Bright red fingernail polish
and lipstick really stood out against the black rubber garments.
In my hair I tied a lace maid's cap, and then took my place at
the door to await my "master's" return. When I heard his key in
the lock, I would immediately open the door for him, and curtsy
deeply in front of him. He would command me to get him
something, like a drink, or his paper, and then go up to the
bedroom to change his clothes. When I arrived with whatever he
had asked for, he would be waiting for me.
I would have to slowly undress him, starting with his shoes
and socks, kissing his feet reverently. Then I would undo his
tie and take off his shirt, gently kissing his neck, shoulders,
and chest. I would gently play with his nipples, and then start
taking off his pants. Kissing his stomach, I would slowly slide
his pants down his legs, and he would step out of them. Then his
underwear would be off, and I would be kneeling before him,
fondling his cock and balls, and kissing him on the thighs and
belly. I would teasingly lick the tip of his cock, and run my
tongue along his thick shaft, all the while cupping his balls in
my hands. Then I would take his member in my mouth as far as it
would go, and lick and suck, gently at first, then harder and
harder until he tensed, grabbed my head by the hair and pumped
his load down my throat. I would keep him in my mouth until he
was completely soft again, and lick and suck him clean. Then I
would help him dress, and I would start dinner.
It sounds like this was a rather one sided lovemaking
session, but it really wasn't. The feeling I would get, kneeling
in front of my man, dressed in this tight-fitting outfit, warm on
the inside, and smooth, cool to the touch on the outside, I would
get really turned on. Sometimes I would even come while giving
Charlie his blowjob. This was unusual, but it happened. And if
I didn't, I knew that later on, if I was a good little maid, I
would get my just reward. Charlie would praise me for my good
cooking, and then order me into the bedroom where he would finish
what I started before dinner. Laying on the bed with Charlie
stroking and feeling, fondling me through the rubber material, I
would moan my pleasure and arch my back to get closer to his
hands and those teasing fingers of his. Then he would slip his
fingers under the tight waistband of the panties, and rub and
stroke my clit until I came. This was one of MY favorite
routines!
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