The Adventures of Madame’s new Playmate

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Playmate was contacted early that morning by Madame X. Eager to please, she dropped everything she was doing and set out for Madame’s house. The drive to her new Domme’s place took about 30 minutes, giving her time to wonder if Madame was finally going to use her body or was this to be another getting to know you chats. It was a good thing that the afternoon was sunny and warm. Madame had instructed her to wear a light weight sun dress. Her full, C cup breasts were contained by the snug halter top, and a swirly skirt covered a pair of simple, cotton panties. Nothing fancy Madame had instructed. Playmate’s long, wavy, blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail, and her face was without make up, not that she needed it. She was blessed with natural good looks, from her flawless complexion to her sea green eyes that were framed by thick lashes. Granted, with make up, she was stunning to look at, but without it, she was wholesome. Pulling into Madame’s driveway, Playmate exited her car and walked to the door. The butterflies in her stomach were doing double time, and her knees were shaking. Oh, Playmate was not scared, just nervous. For what seemed like forever, she waited for her Mistress to answer the door. Growing more nervous as the seconds ticked on, Playmate began to worry that her lady was not there, and that she had gotten the day or time wrong. When the heavy, brown door swung open, she felt all the weight on her shoulders disappear. “There’s my new playmate…right on time. Are you ready, my sweet? For today is going to be a new experience almanbahis for you,” Madame X inquired. Playmate gazed fondly at the beautiful, exotic woman in front of her. Madame X was a sight to behold. Dressed in a leather bra, that barely held her firm D cup breasts, Playmate noted that Madame’s tanned skin was smooth; her belly flat and adorned with a simple naval piercing. Playmate’s eyes traveled lower to the super short and utterly tight shorts that Madame was wearing, and she could almost visualize how tasty her ass must look. Madame’s long legs were bare, but her feet were encased in a pair of thigh high boots that had heels that must have been at least 4 inches tall. “Yes, my Lady. I’m ready for anything that you want to do to me,” Playmate answered, her pussy already dripping. Playmate felt like Pavlov’s dog. All Madame had to do was speak and she was wet. Madame ushered Playmate inside and beckoned her to follow. With her Mistress leading the way, Playmate had a beautiful view of her Lady’s ass. The shorts were so tight that they molded her ass perfectly. As she walked, they rode up into her crack, giving her a brief glance at a tanned ass cheek. Playmate followed her Mistress to a new room, one that she had never seen before. The walls in this room were covered in a black silk and accented by sconces, filled with red candles. In fact, the only lighting in the room was the candles, which cast eerie shadows on the walls, giving the room a Gothic feel to it. In the center of the room was a large bed. Red silk sheets covered the mattress, almanbahis yeni giriş but they did not hide the black leather handcuffs attached to the head board. Playmate shivered, as she eyed the cuffs and then noticed the ankle shackles at the foot board. “Playmate, come here,” Madame X said. Following her Lady’s order, she approached Madame. As quick as lightening, Madame’s hand reached out and grabbed her. Pulling her closer, she kept a tight grip on Playmate’s halter top. “When I say come here, you don’t move at a snail’s pace. It makes me think you don’t want to be here,” she growled. Madame moved them to the bed, and without a word, she literally threw Playmate onto it. Landing on her belly, Playmate was a bit fearful, but so very wet. Madame had never manhandled her before, and she felt a thrill in her belly. “You must learn respect and how to obey. Pull up your skirt, and do it quickly,” she demanded. Playmate reached down immediately and yanked her skirt up. Her round ass, although covered in her panties, was exposed. She felt vulnerable, then she felt Madame’s hands run up the back of her thighs. Madame’s hands felt strong and warm, her skin soft, as they kneaded her muscles, relaxing Playmate. Suddenly, she felt a sharp sting on her left ass cheek. Madame was spanking her! Over and over, Madame rained smacks to each of Playmate’s ass cheeks, sometimes randomly, sometimes in a pattern. Playmate felt her ass burning and tried to wiggle to get away from the stinging, which only brought on more slaps. With tears running almanbahis giriş down her cheeks, she prayed for the spanking to stop. Within seconds of her prayer, Madame stopped. “I think you’ve learned your lesson, haven’t you?” she asked, in a kind voice. Playmate nodded. Once the spanking had stopped, she noticed that the burning in her ass throbbed in time with the pulses in her pussy, which was literally gushing by now. She heard rustling behind her, but dared not move until she was told to. “Get on your hands and knees,” Madame simply said. Playmate wiggled her knees under her body and pulled up on her elbows. If she thought the other position had her vulnerable, this was had her even more so. She felt Madame ease her panties off, baring her red ass. The cool breeze felt wonderful on her hot flesh. Madame, on their first meeting, had told her to let her pussy hair grow, but keep it trimmed. She mentioned how much she liked the musky, lust filled, aroma of a wet pussy, and pubic hair held the scent much better than bare flesh. With her panties around her knees, Madame nudged her legs open wider. Playmate wondered if she could see her pearly cream oozing from her slit, because she could sure feel it dripping out of her hole. “My, my, my, someone’s pussy is soaking wet,” Madame mused. With that statement, Playmate’s pussy and ass spasmed with a strong need. Madame must have been a mind reader, because she ran her finger directly up Playmate’s slit from engorged clit to puckered ass hole. She felt Madame open her plump pussy lips. The cool air in the room tightened her clit, which made it quiver even more. “Does my playmate want her hungry pussy filled?” Madame crooned. Playmate wiggled her ass in agreement and was rewarded with two fingers pushed deep in her wet canal.

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