About Enslaved, Forced, and Shared by Dominas: An explicit, steamy, naughty, fantasy story.:
I watched, transfixed. I couldn’t keep my eyes away and invariably, my hand was wrapping around my tool, too. The hands of my Mistress reached up and clutched the tight, hard rump. There were marks on the smooth cheeks, marks of the nails scraped across burning skin. Then, she roughly pulled the waiting cunt down to her mouth and fixed upon it hungrily. Domina’s groin began writhing in an irregular rhythm, rubbing and pushing lower. Two dominatrices. Both so infinitely different but greedily feeding on each other. I saw the tongues dart around and creep in, swirling generously in sly circles.
There was a distinctly perverse satisfaction watching them lose themselves joyfully in each other. I knew, of course, that I was not able and not allowed to join in this bacchanal duet unless commanded to. There exists no place for a slave like me, in a private, forbidden realm where women of grace and danger, women of lusty power were able to enter at will and lose their rigid, tensile self-control. As an observer, though, it was a wild sight. Sexier than any scene that I have ever witnessed, nothing ever paralleled this equal lashing of power, mutually given and mutually taken.
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Ramona James is a writer, poet, tattoo artist, and a boxer. She loves exploring the limits of pleasure by her self and in company of some not-so-innocent friends.