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There was a moment of silence. Vasiliki glanced around at the block and sword then turned back to Milena. She had closed her eyes and her hands had strayed down over her curvaceous body to flutter at the soft, welted flesh of her inner thighs. “I – I “she stammered, “I must ask you to close the lunette. It cannot be moved cock torture from below”. Vasiliki leant closer to examine the mechanism and found the catch which allowed the top half to drop into place around the victim’s neck. Milena sighed and shifted her body, her fingers moving away from her shaved cunt to the metal supports either side of her head. “I female domination can reach the release switch from here” she murmured. “What is the thinking behind having the victim operate the blade?” Vasiliki asked casually, leaning on the crossbar ball busting and looking down curiously on Milena’s profound arousal. “It allows the executioner to have – to have the victim before, during and femdom after, while she is trapped and helpless”. Her voice caught as she spoke, and her fingers fluttered helplessly over her breasts and thighs. “She has no control at all over what is done to her, except that she can end it”. She gave a low moan deep in her throat and clutched at her round breasts with both hands, digging painted nails into mistress her white flesh. “Or she can lift the lunette and climb out”. Vasiliki’s tone was sardonic, although she was obviously relishing the spectacle. Milena moaned again and began to massage her whipped flesh. “No” she explained, “the lunette locks when it is closed, and can only be released afterwards”. Her fingers delved inside her labia now, pulling them open to give her access to her wet cunt. “Please” she sighed, chewing at her lip. Vasiliki knelt down, took her face in both hands, and kissed her deeply - and so roughly that a bead of blood welled from her mouth. “You will indulge yourself” she ordered, “until you approach your crisis. That must not happen – you must release the blade at the very last moment – do you understand”? She nodded happily, hanging on every word. Neither had plans, and they would probably watch some tv together. A female domination wet ‘smack’ sounded out as the stallion’s bloated nut sack came to a halt against Stacy’s gaping mouth. “Nothing,” he groaned in agreement as he pumped away at my cunt. the back so I could fuck him before the crowd.. “Well, you can’t blame a girl for trying, John,” Megan said, smiling. “Say it Jacob.” She order in a whisper. Kim said to Beth, "What did I tell you, he will femdom be okay with it." and cut the phone. A brief graveside service was conducted and each casket was placed in its final resting place, the door closed and sealed. All he could do was sit and watch whatever occurred. If she hadn't been there for Evan's race, Candy would have dragged Cindy out to the SUV and made love to cock torture her until Cindy had to race. Max rose when I got there and walked behind his ball busting partner, growling menacingly mistress as he did. I knew Amanda intended to blow me and loved her for it, but a better idea popped into my head; her happiness always came before mine.