Me neither. This webcam sex for me to today. ''' My Ac glided into the driveway twenty-two minutes later. I gaily leaped over the side then helped Ember out of the passenger. seemed the epitome of as she extended a perfectly sculpted foot to the driveway, and stepped out of my ride. She donned her white straw, wide-brimmed and Vuarnet sunglasses. "We're going inside," I informed her. "No shades required." She graced me with the smile I loved see so much. "Much better to see than be seen, I am thinking." slid her sunglasses into place. I shrugged. Hey, they did look on her. I tossed my car keys to the valet, a tuxedo pimply-faced lad who didn't look a day over fifteen. "If you scratch it, son, you buy it." "It's a Legend, not a Boxster. Chill, Bro," he said as he sat inside my ride. He sound affected by my warning, he did drive off at a reasonable 10 miles per hour. "You are not a nice man," admonished. She straightened out the lapels of my cinnamon coloured sports jacket, sliding her hands over my muscular chest. "I really you listened to me and put on a shirt and a suit, not just the turtleneck and jacket. Even boy was dressed up." "The boy was a servant, He can't choose how he dresses. Since I can, I do." "You really are not nice," she said again as she smacked my asscheek her petite hand. She left her hand there, stroking my ass gently. She'd never admit it, but the Black Man Caboose her on. Don't go thinking only the Sistas got stacked in the back! "I never claimed to be nice," I replied. "Let's go inside." ''' Inside meant inside the Georgian style estate, one that had stood here for over a century. Blue blood ran in Reggie's veins. Or at least, as much blue as any Canadian could claim to possess. money was old money, that's for certain. For that reason and others, she always maintained ultracool attitude when dealing with me in public. That suited me and my nouveau-riche ass just fine. I to spend all of my dough before I kicked. saw old money as money gone to waste. "Andrew. So good to see you." Reggie glided over to the entrance hall and approached us. She lightly my forearms as she kissed both of my cheeks with that exaggerated loud smacking the air-kiss crowd favoured. Regina, Reggie to her friends, the part of a well maintained lady of virtue. Svelte and stylish, she looked as elegant and demure as a pastor's wife. Don't let fool you. The 66-year-old horny cunt fucked like a streetwalker with rent to pay. She a knee length peach silk short-sleeved and belted. The loose fitting garment sported a narrow V cut right to her waist. A single strand of pearls pearl earrings accentuated her clothes. A magnificent, three-strand black pearl bracelet hung heavily on her right Sheer black silk adorned her well maintained legs which were capped by three inch high stiletto pumps in white patent Her peach coloured macrame belt cinched her waist, practically the only thing that kept small breasts concealed. She'd teased her short silvery hair, its wavy curl kept in line by hair spray and loving I shouldn't have call her hair silver. For Regina, only platinum would do. Reggie noticed my inspection, which hadn't subtle. She smiled wider at me, loving attention I gave her. Ember noticed my stares too, and scowled. "Welcome to my home," she said, solemn a priest officiating at a wedding. "What colour?" "Red. For both of us," I quickly added. Reggie's smile slipped a trifle, she raised a bony finger to the man at desk. He pulled two red ribbons from one of the three baskets in front of him then presented them us. Reggie tied the strip of cloth on my wrist, her hands lingering much longer than needed to. The man from the desk fastened Ember's. She looked at hers as if it'd needles any second. "Reggie, I'd like to introduce you to Eimi. Eimi Yoshikawa, Regina Fredericks, a good friend of mine." Reggie, who'd been turning away to greet some other guests who were filtering behind us, whipped her head around surprise. Her silvery-blue eyeshadowed eyes grew large with shock. Then her emerald eyes glittered beneath coquettishly lowered eyelashes. "Eimi Yoshikawa. a beautiful name. So good to meet you," she as she extended a faintly wrinkled hand to Ember. Ember bowed formally in the Japanese way, but didn't touch Reggie's at all. She left it dangling in the air. Reggie quickly withdrew it. Ember remained silent, but I could sense the smile she wore in her heart. "Please, enjoy my home. Andrew. With an amazed look that emphasized the wrinkles at the corners of her and mouth, Reggie fled into her house, leaving her arriving guests to fend for themselves. "That was rude," I said. "She rude," Ember replied haughtily. "Who is she to turn her back on me?" "I bothered to introduce my dates to before. I think I surprised her." That revelation pleased Ember immensely. A beatific smile split her face in two as she took my arm and placed it her, positioning it on her slender waist. She snuggled into me as said "Shall we enter, then?" "Evil bitch," I joked as we entered the house. Time to party! ''' Ember sat next me as she sipped on a flute stemmed glass of champagne. drank gfuck juice from a wine glass. Had to keep up appearances, after all. I didn't drink or smoke. After all the problems I'd through to heal myself, dousing myself with toxins remained low on my list of things ever do again. Not that I judged others, you understand. Just that I couldn't myself to drink or smoke anymore. Ember looked over the colour coded patrons who circulated around house. Often, someone would come over and strike up conversation, surreptitiously glance at our ribbons, then drift off again. "This place feels like a brothel," finally said. "I felt this way working the clubs downtown." "That's because they're checking you out, just like men did at the clubs. They like what they see, but they can't afford price." I lifted Ember's dainty and stroked her red ribbon. "Red means no." "I see," she replied. "Why aren't more people wearing green, then? Most are yellow." "Green means that they will not refuse an Yellow that they're free to negotiate." "Why are we here, Andrew?" I'd become Andrew again! I'd better make this good. Time to begin Operation Ember. I nuzzled Ember's nipping at it with small, sharp bites. as I told you, to see how other people live. Take off your and Bandeau top. Let the people have a good look at you." Ember spun face me. "Are you serious?" "Oh yes. Take off those clothes, don't want to," she replied hotly. "There are two thousand reasons why you're going I can think of more on a weekly basis." Ember stiffened. She her head away from me, her eyes dropping to the hands she clasped in her lap. You see, although I consider her my girlfriend, the truth that I paid her two large a week for the privilege of doing so. I'd never thrown this in her face The fact that I mentioned it reinforced in her mind the seriousness this issue. "Turn around," I said to her gently. Ember did so. I undid fine black buttons that dotted her spine and ran up her neck, and the gossamer-thin cloth off of her creamy shoulders. Around us curious vultures circled, ready to descend upon her. "Raise your arms, Kitten." raised her arms straight upwards, but otherwise remained mannequin-still. pulled the tube-top off of her, revealing her perky breasts. The burnished copper areolas gleamed in the parlour The nipples were already thick and pointing upwards. "Ah. I see you're not overly embarrassed," I said as I tweaked her nipples. "Andrew, not here! shame me." "Don't feel embarrassed. Not around these people." I pulled the smoky gauze cloth and pushed her arms through the armholes. I did up the rear buttons. "Stand up, Ember." "Please, you not stop this?" Her begging truly sounded pitiful. As much as her unhappy tones and expressions moved me, I steeled myself and forged on. to face me, Ember. Yes, just like that." I stared up into her black eyes as I placed hands on her hip bones, right at the sides of her thong briefs. I slowly rolled them down the sides her hips, then down her long legs. She steadied herself on my shoulders as I lifted leg up, then the other. I tucked the thong briefs into my jacket pocket. "Stand up straight. I to see how good you look." Sometimes I just couldn't believe that such a hottie lived my roof. Her transparent dress hid nothing from sight; her high breasts, her shaved pussy - everything! many ways, seeing her displayed the gossamer mist excited me more than if she had stripped completely. Any part her flesh that touched the fabric shone a creamy white, while skin not in contact with it remained veiled in shadow. I turned around slowly. The cloth had the same effect on the marvellous of her ass. I rubbed her cheeks appreciatively. "You're beautiful, Ember. You should feel proud." "I feel humiliated." "There's reason to feel like that." I came around to her front and kissed her. She didn't respond. Her trembled against mine, whether in passion or in anger, I couldn't "We're going downstairs." "What is down there?" "The party, what else? You didn't think that this was it, did Now that you're properly dressed," I smiled as I tweaked one of her earlobes, "we can proceed the party proper in the basement." The basement of six large rooms that extended under the main house, the ideal place for games that Reggie and myself enjoyed playing. Ember tried to take it in all once, her eyes darting to the walls encrusted with a multitude of implements of torture and play. A gleaming steel covered the ceiling. Each intersecting point had a large O-ring embedded into it. "Calm yourself, Ember. get to see everything in due time. We have all evening." slithered a tongue into her ear. She shuddered. "How do you feel?" I asked her. "Scared." "Scared, and?" I pressed "Just knelt on the ground in front of her and stared at her sex. It bloomed before me, the usually recessed inner protruding from clamshell. The lips gleamed with her wetness. The divine fragrance stirred me. I collected some of the dew and brought it up her eyes. "Scared, and?" "Aroused." I licked my finger clean. "You certainly are," I agreed. We entered dimly lit Chamber of Sighs, a room decked out with plush silk pillows, Oriental and a few divans. Soft Arabic music in the background, giving the room an Oriental flavour. couples were here already, in various states of and copulation. One pair immediately my eye. I approached them, pulling an unusually reluctant Ember behind me. A young black woman of about twenty lay upon the ground. Funny how short, thin woman like Vanessa could have knockers that large! Simple gold studs her ears. I loved her short Afro. Not many black women liked to go with natural cut. It showed character. As matter of fact, it had been her hairstyle that had drawn me to her last year. We'd never dated, fucked like ferrets when the opportunity arose. I loved coming over to Reggie's! The naked bear of a man with a red ribbon on his wrist quickly her wrists and ankles to an X-frame. black anodized steel cross had stainless steel and leather cuffs welded onto it. She whimpered as he clicked shut her restraints. She a dark blue business suit comprised of jacket and skirt. Her white silk cotton blouse looked marvellous on her, a stark contrast to her skin. Vanessa was a brown so her skin practically shone. Only her bright red patent leather pumps and her patterned, black silk stockings ruined her illusion of being an office worker. Those fetish heels would find no place in any office I'd ever been in. Her hands flexed in the restraints, flashes of blood red fingernails. "What is he doing to her?" Ember asked. "That's motorized X-frame," I replied. "It can be raised or lowered by remote, and can rotate its plane. The individual members are also independent of each other. They can move on their own, and into required position." "How do you know all this?" I laughed. do you think installed this one I replied with a wink. I moved behind Ember and massaged her breasts through the gossamer "Hush now. Let's see what this guy has planned for Vanessa." "Vanessa?" Shit! Too much info delivered too soon. resolved to watch myself for the rest of the evening. These be rough waters I be sailing in, with treacherous shoals all around me. and I'd end up stranded Celibacy Sandbar for who knew how long! I kissed Ember's neck." Quiet now. Observe." The short, fellow stepped back and grabbed a remote control. A thick steel rod about three in diameter crept out of the floor, bearing the entire X-frame and its payload with it. It stopped its ascent at about three feet of the ground, giving a cock's eye view of the room. The man strolled over to her. "Why don't you speak to me at work, Mrs. Turner?" he said. "I'm so busy," she replied, her voice tremulous. "I barely time to finish my job much less socialize." "Lying slut!" The open handed slap he laid across side of Vanessa's cheek made a loud crack. Vanessa cried out. "Ashe!" Ember yelled. "Don't worry about it, Kitten. Vanessa's last name is not Turner, and she's a stewardess with Air Canada. This is fantasy play. Relax." I kept mauling breasts as I took in the scene. The man over Vanessa's body, caressing it through her clothes. He stroked the five inch heels of her pumps, then nuzzled them with his face. forced his into her toe cleavage, slathering her foot with spittle. Indecipherable murmurs flowed from his lips as he moved them up the inside of her thighs. He finally between her open legs. "You have time for Mr. Eddings, don't you, cunt?" He leaned over Vanessa, reaching over to grab the lapels of smart looking business suit. He tore them open. Vanessa's silk enshrouded breasts heaved. Her legs flexed, as if she tried to clamp shut. Good luck! She couldn't the members of the frame. "Everybody knows you're the office whore. and not me?" The fellow stroked Vanessa's breasts through her white silk blouse, forcing sighs from her. "No, Robert, not like this," she said. "We'll talk Monday. I know, we can take a break together in the conference room. be nice." "Why wait 'till Monday, slut," he challenged. He tore open her exposing her generous breasts, concealed only by a bright red brassiere. He undid center front clip, freeing her tits from their lacy confines. Her heavy breasts slid to the sides of her rib cage. Her glassy areolas covered of her tits like puddles of motor oil on hot pavement. God, how I loved her hard, nipples! A man could use them for toothpicks. "Robert, no!" she pleaded. Robert picked up the remote and a button. With a gentle whir, the X-frame lowered the neck support to approximately degrees negative incline. Vanessa's head now leaned back invitingly. couple more clicks and the leg supports forced her legs to stretch even further apart than they had been, and to angle upwards. Vanessa struggled against her moving restraints. Her skirt, a rather tight affair, rolled her long legs as they parted. Red lacy panties peeked out underneath the dark cloth. Robert stood back and pulled on some leather gloves. He opened up a cooler chest. "I got just the thing frigid cunts like you, slut." He pulled out an ice dildo, about eight inches long two inches thick. "I bet you you had a frigid gash before. Think again." Robert pulled aside her panties and jammed the dildo inside her in thrust, right to its clear balls. Vanessa wailed like a lost soul denied last chance at redemption. She rattled futilely against restraints. Her entire torso bucked up and down on the X-frame as if it seared her flesh. "Robert! Get that god-damned thing out of me!" she yelled. She to cry. Tears leaked out of her eyes. "Fuck, you're a loud one," Robert said. "I guess should've gagged you first. Not too late to correct my mistake." Robert slipped the X-frame and positioned himself in front of her face. cock jutted out angrily from a thatch of brown wiry hair. "Bite me, and I'll rip your nipples off," he as he shoved his cock into her mouth. Vanessa gurgled as he forced his cock into He grabbed onto her two pendulous breasts and hung on for dear life as he rammed in and out of her mouth His heavy balls against her nose as he filled her face with cock. "How's that, bitch? Enjoying yourself?" he said as he jackhammered into her. Vanessa's ass continued gyrate as he skull fucked her. Her clawed empty air, secured as they were to the X-frame. "Oh God, yeah!" Robert snarled as he took Vanessa's mouth. "Take it, you fucking office of trash!" Robert fell forward so he could the dildo. He slammed it inside of her in counterpoint to his own strokes. Vanessa went wild, crazy, ineffectual bucking making the stainless steel and leather restraints creak with strain. "Oh I'm going to blow!" Robert shouted. released the ice dildo and leaned back so he could grab Vanessa by the ears. Her throat worked steadily, milking of all of his cock cream. After about three minutes of diligent cock sucking from Robert pulled out with a satisfied pop. "Vanessa, that was great," he huffed.
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