Mrs. Helen’s New Slave

Arnold sat on a cold metal chair waiting eagerly for Mrs. Helen. Two hours had passed, since she strapped him down to a metal chair. A blindfold restrained him from fantasy yet created curiosity as to what Mrs. Helen had in store. As he slightly tugged at the ropes, Mrs. Helen came into view. A silk black robe draped upon her massive shoulders as a skinny black belt tied loose ends. Her smile became grand as she closed in on Arnold, looking at him like a troubled student.

Too close for comfort, she bestowed a passionate kiss upon his trembling lips. A hard cock became part of the conversation as she inquired about the new job. 

“Are you my bitch?” declared Mrs. Helen as she set the sharpest part of her black heel on Arnold’s thigh.

Shivering from the frigid air, Arnold began to stumble with his words while responding to Mrs. Helen.

“Yes, Mrs. Helen I am your bitch.” 

She leaned in with a peppermint breeze on her tongue slowly licking the side of his face while removing the blindfold. Swollen against the blue cock ring, Arnold watched closely as Mrs. Helen removed her heel from his thigh.

“Arnold, one of my slaves informed me that you fucked my assistant last night. I don’t remember granting you permission to execute that.”

Mrs. Helen circled around Arnold then froze in front of him like an ice queen. His pale cock became slightly red as pressure began building while observing Mrs. Helen removing her panties. No warning to build on, Mrs. Helen released him from the chair then instructed him to get on his knees. The hunger in his eyes, made tears of desire glossy with excitement. Dropping to his knees, Mrs Helen stood over him then lowered herself onto his face. Her pussy swallowed his independence as he licked inside gently. 

“Arnold, you bitch lick my pussy faster. I want to cum on your unacceptable behavior.” Rubbing her pussy into his face, Arnold moaned as his blue cock ring exploded with excitement. Mrs. Helen pinched her nipples while grinding on Arnold’s face then took off her robe. Lost in her world, Arnold knew he remained a prisoner with no key to his own independence. 

“Helen! I fucked Arnold without your permission please punish me.”Sarah’s golden hair touched the crease of her ass while expressing an apology to Mrs. Helen as she walked into the room.

“Silence! take off your clothes Sarah and lick inside my ass.” Sarah rushed to Mrs. Helen then spread her cheeks. Arnold’s pre-cum oozed to the tip of his cock while still licking inside Mrs. Helen. Right then Sarah put two fingers inside Mrs. Helen’s anal and thrust her tongue deep inside.

“Now my precious slaves, there is still a punishment to be put forward. I want you slaves to meet Mr.Dorian.”

Sarah and Arnold paused as a tall man with a massive erect cock entered the room. His smile dripped with saliva as he stroked his cock looking at both of them.

“Don’t stop pleasuring your mistress; Dorian has all day to fuck you slaves.” Mrs. Helen said as Dorian gave her a kiss. Stepping back to examine the slaves, Dorian secured the door as opera music began to play.

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