girl just had amazing DaddyDom loving..she has been able to close her eyes and feel nothing when He was deep inside her. she held her teddy tight as He spit in her mouth, dirty little gutter whore. YUMM

57' Chevy

Girl was allowed to play, actually she is allowed to slut for the whole month as long as it is discussed with Miss Ming. She chose a man from the west side that has a 57 Chevy truck. Girl had the distinct desires for pictures with her new corset she had decided to wear. She was dressed in black and red, fishnets and heels. We drove to his machine shop where we had free reign of a garage. Music played, and the lighting was perfect.

I asked her name, the truck that is, he told me but it slips girls mind at this hour. I asked her if I could make love to her. She was more than happy to oblige. He lifted me up and I immediately start to stroke her old chrome, grindy hood and thick glass windshield. She was beautiful. She sighed and moaned as through out the night I climbed on her, over her, through her. That night I worshipped her beauty and style.

As I crawled up the windshield my lover for the night was taking pictures. I felt his hand in my leg. My body responded by protruding my ass out. He started to finger me but immediately my cunt told him I needed more. He finger fucked me and girl came so hard in that position. He had three or four, maybe his whole fist. Very difficult for girl to do, have an orgasm that is. As I turned over he continued. I screamed throughout the night with no limitations, was such a great relief for me. As we ended that scene and he pulled his hand out of my cunt it was covered in blood. Not much but enough. Girl blushed a bit.

We took many breaks to smoke and drink. No alcohol, I was drunk on orgasms. He fucked me hard on a desk mostly. He didn’t want to wear a barrier girl refused to have sex if he didn’t. He agreed. He came three times, one with head, one with vaginal and one anal. His dick was nothing special, his hands were heavenly for girl, but the real turn on that night was her, the 57 Chevy. As the night came to an end I played Shine On by Pink Floyd. I crawled in her cab, just me and her and I rolled in her seats and drank up her love through the lyrics. AS I left for the night I reapplied lip stick and kisses her tire hub, a secret only her and I share.

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I was told in the car to pull off my panties, I did so immediately. They were bright blue, matching my eyeliner. He held them as we drove into his lair; I had no idea what I was in for. My cunt longing for some time now to be used and treated as it deserved. I stumbled in the front door, tossing my heels to the side, they matched my flair dress, brown. I pulled at the hem of my dress not making eye contact..I saw the pillow hit the floor, “KNEEL”..I did so quickly. I desired for so long to kneel in front of one so strong and worthy. I gazed up..looking quietly, trying to read Him. I learned quickly there is no reading “Sir”. He stroked my hair commenting, “VERY NICE HAIR, SOFT”. “He asked limits, I responded respectfully. He left for a minute to collect a collar, a thick leather double wide, as he stood before me, I lifted my hair….a relief rolling through spirit. I moaned softly, he asked me when the last time I had sex was, I collapsed. I was scared to tell him. Earlier that day I had senseless sex, wasn’t even wet..I was soaked now, dripping. Sir slapped my ass, “TELL ME”, I refused at first, what would Sir think? I was a lost soul searching for a very long time to be tamed, drained of my energy so I could just be..he slapped me again. “WAS IT TODAY?” I immediately replied, “yes sir”, he then pulled his cock out, through his zipper, my green eyes batting, waiting to feel his thickness in my mouth. It came so sensual and thick, I shuddered immediately. I knew I had finally arrived as I deserved. There were no safe words, no discussion, I trusted Sir from his stance, his eyes, his voice, the way he pounced around me, reminding just his body language who was in charge. I thought though, “I am making it too easy for him, maybe I even rebelled a bit, playfully.” I asked before I touched him as a good girl should. He bound my arms tightly, me balancing on my knees, deeply taking him in my throat, easily choking on his cock. He is a good Sir, never having to thrust his maleness into me, Him knowing that I only wanted to please him. I was let loose and told to please him, I had no problem, no quarrels in my scattered mind if what I was doing was satisfying, I felt him and knew I was comforted. This is not a sex act…this is an exchange of trust of longing for myself to give Him all the choices. I found myself bound again ankles to wrists, biting my bottom lip as I felt Him enter me. Over and over. There was no rush, no urgency to be finished, He allowed me to feel over and over again what I have been seeking for years. I was released again and again asked before I touched, stroked, kissed, He once made the comment among many (as an experienced Sir should) I was a good sexy pet, His sexy pet..I crawled toward him and challenged, “I am not Yours, yet.” Knowing good and well what I had found was special and to be desired by even the most experienced of the submissive soul. The first four times of girl coming to climax I was to ask first, after that the orgasms came over and over..with only his breathe my juices started to flow again, my pussy convulsing. As Iay there breathing, enjoying his cock over and over in my mouth, my fingers, always watching his reaction, no reaction..I’m not allowed to see his reaction. I can feel his reaction without him even moving his body.. I feel his strong hand circle my neck..I press into him cutting off my own airway…then felt his hands over my mouth…I trust him,,,

I will sleep well tonight, finally knowing I have found Him and he has accepted me…I can only dream he will properly claim this girl…