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The Slave with the BBWI think on here that BBW stands for Big Black Woman or Big Beautiful Woman and in the particular case I must relate it was neither. Unless perhaps it was to be Big Brawny Woman.My Mistress had summoned me one afternoon. This was how it worked with her. I had to check in with her every morning and afternoon by SMS to tell her what I was doing. She didn’t always answer but it was her way of checking up on me to make sure that I wasn’t being stolen by any other Mistress. Any other woman that she didn’t approve of that is. After all, I was part of her income stream.The other thing is that she would often summon me like this. When I received a message “Be here at three o’clock” it was no good saying I couldn’t, I had to move everything to be there. That’s what happened today and I had to cancel a bahis şirketleri work meeting and pretend a domestic emergency, but I made it in time.With Mistress, I had an access to her house by the garage side door and was expected to strip naked in the garage and leave my clothes there before entering the house by the communicating door. This time she had instructed me to go to her kitchen and wait there quietly at her pleasure. I could hear her talking in her lounge adjacent and a lttle laughter before her invitable call of “Slave” summoned me. Mistress was sitting with another woman visitor. A huge lady, massive in fact. Legs like tree trunks and arms like an all-in wrestler. Incredibly fat and not n the slightest bit sexy or attractive. She eyed my slight 11 stone body in a totally predatory way too as Mistress bahis firmaları introduced me.”This is the slave I have for you,” she said “I hope he will suit you, you said you wanted a small male.””He’ll do.” the woman grunted in a deep gruff voice.”Would you like to have him now? Take him to the dungeon and do what you want with him then we’ll have him serve tea afterwards.” Mistress had a basement room in her house she’d fitted out for training and disciplining her slaves.The woman didn’t really reply but just shifted her enormous bulk with a grunt and grabbing me by the hair pulled me roughly after her. She obviously knew the way. There was no way I was going to be able to resist either, she could overpower me easily. Resistance was not an option anyway as I knew that she’d paid my Mistress to have me and kaçak bahis siteleri if I didn’t satisfy then I’d be in real trouble.In the dungeon, she sat in the large throne and put me on my knees between her legs which she opened as wide as she could manage before pulling my head in with both of her huge hands. I had a face full of thick wiry hair, and couldn’t see anything. Just the smell of trapped cunt to guide me. Goodness knows how I managed to make contact with my tongue but I must have done and she began to writhe and squirm as I licked, trying desperately to gasp for air at any chance. After ages of this, gasping for air became an impossibility as she eventually got up from the chair, still holding me firmly in place as she squatted over me on the floor and settled down. There was no possibility of breathing and slowly she began to rock back and forth on me to pleasure herself. Luckily it didnt take long and within a minute she was shaking like crazy as she orgasmed.I survived! Mistress sold my services to her several times after that.
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