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to her feet. She told him to turn around, so that his back was to her.
He did so, and then she struck out with the whip, the quick leather
strap landing in a loud crack on his buttocks. He pleaded with her to
stop, which was part of the game they played. Of course, she
continued. She whipped him a good ten times, until faint red welts
rose on his back. Finally, she took mercy on him and stopped.
He reached behind his back and stuck his finger into his asshole,
moving it in and out for both his pleasure and hers. She loved seeing
him do this under her supreme dominant control, especially after she'd
watched him crawl pitifully around the room, pleading with her and
begging for her mercy.
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She continued to fondle her breasts as she watched his finger
moving in and out of his asshole. Then he got up on his knees, his
other hand spreading his buttocks apart. Suddenly her foot lashed out,
kicking him with her high-heeled shoes. He fell forward slightly, his
finger buried high up in his own ass. He winced.
She ordered him to turn around and lick her cunt. As she leaned
against the wall, she spread her legs wide for him as he bent his head
into her lap, reaching out his tongue until it rested lightly on her outer
folds. He licked around them and then stuck his tongue inside of her,
twisting it in and out.
"Stick it in further," she commanded, and he complied. "Now
withdraw it and suck on my clitoris." He withdrew his tongue and
began to suck on her enflamed, red clitoris.
"Not so hard!" she said, so he sucked more gently, bringing Madam
Andre immense pleasure.
"Ah, yes, just like that," she moaned. He squeezed her clit gently
between his lips, teasing the end of it with the tip of his tongue. As
her body surged with heat, she felt her usual need to satisfy the huge
Frenchman.
"George," she said, her voice low and husky.
"Yes, Mistress," he answered.
"Are you ready, George?"
"Oh yes, Mistress. I am ready for you. I am ready for it."
"Is your asshole hungry, George?"
"Oh, yes, my asshole is hungry, Mistress."
With this, Madam Andre kicked George away.
"Get it. Bring it to me," she commanded.
"Yes, my Mistress," George said meekly, crawling away, looking
back over his hairy shoulder, the black corset on his upper body
looking utterly ridiculous and obscenely enticing. In his long blond
wig, and sleek black boots, the huge hairy man did indeed look
bizarre. It felt funny, and deadly serious at the same time. George
was intensely thrilled every moment he wore the strange costume.
As he crossed the room on his hands and knees, his huge buttocks
swaying in a voluptuous rhythm, Madam Andre again fingered her
cunt. She stared at his hanging testicles swaying beneath him. She
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loved his balls. Sometimes, when she was intensely excited, she'd
order him to kneel astride her face. Then, looking up at his heavy,
hairy balls, which brushed against her face, she'd stick out her tongue.
George would suddenly lower himself onto her face, his balls
smashing into her mouth, over her nose. Then he'd raise himself and
slap her eyes and cheeks with them. She thought of this as he crawled
to retrieve what he so badly desired.
When he was once again before her, holding the dildo in his mouth
like a dog would hold a bone, he lifted his eyes up to her. She took it
from him, stood up and strapped it around her waist. She stood before
him with the instrument jutting out from her loins in monstrous
proportions and, her hands on her hips, looked down at him.
She knelt behind him and spread his ass-cheeks with her fingers,
which dug into his flesh so far that she thought she'd touch bone. She
drove the dildo into his ass. He groaned loudly as the instrument slid
into his backside. He fell to the floor, supporting himself on his
shoulder. He took his cock into his hand and rubbed it up and down,
moving the foreskin roughly over it. His eyes were closed tightly in
pleasure.
Madam Andre pumped the dildo in and out of him, watching his
buttocks clench around it. This gave her a great deal of pleasure.
Then she raised her arm high into the air and brought her palm down
against his buttocks in a stinging slap. She did this over and over
again as she pushed the dildo far up into his ass.
She heard a primordial groan escape from George's lips, as his
buttocks clenched, and drove hard into him as she struck him. The
toes of his black boots dug into the floor as he came violently into his
hand, spurting out on his chin, which was resting on the floor.
"Oh, thank you, Mistress," he shouted as he came.
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Chapter Nine
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