Emylia couldn’t hide the wicked glint in her eye, adjusting her pale limbs in the leather reclining chair. This was going to be hot, her body was already humming at the sexy thought of BDSM. Already moisture was pooling at the junction between her thighs, from the simple act of buckling herself into this deviant body harness of leather straps. She loved how tight and constricting it felt while revealing everything. The leg straps cupped her buttocks, the harness formed a halter-neck framing her full breasts. Most exciting were the two narrow strips because they chafed against her pussy lips. Those flat ribbons of leather systematically aroused her clit, milking a constant slick of lubrication from her labia.
Emylia felt a rush of power whenever she and Alexis got together. She thrived on the knowledge that her submissive partner, who she brought to multiple orgasms by inflicting pain and humiliation, held a prestigious job in her everyday life. It was no surprise to Emylia that a woman such as Alexis, in a senior position, a captain of industry, took pleasure and relief from leaving her responsibilities at the door. When she stepped out of her work clothes and submitted for a few hours, Emylia knew as her mistress, she was able to bring Alexis to heights of bliss and pleasure by handing over control to her.
Although her sub lay silently on the bed, her complete obedience made Emylia intensely aware of her presence. For her passive audience, she made a performance of touching and stroking herself, writhing against the chair. She caressed her breasts sensuously with a narrow paddle to heighten her sub’s anticipation. Every touch she made to her own naked body, either with slender fingers or the harsh spanking implement, it was her sexual fantasy too have Alexis perform this lesbian porn show.
She cast burning glances at her partner, spread out on their luxurious bed. Alexis was waiting for Emylia’s permission to move. She had dressed in the clothes Emilya had set out for her: a sheer nude bra which seemed to offer up her breasts for suckling and biting. Currently, her hands were adorned by wrist restraints with every chance Emylia might fasten her cuffs together or bind her hands to the bedframe.
Flimsy nude knickers skimmed her hairless mound, disappearing between her trapped, spread thighs. The villain in this delicious tableau of bondage was a spreader bar, hard and black—the latest purchase by Mistress Emylia. She’d fastened it around Alexis’ ankles once she was dressed...
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