Languages: german, english
Location: Germany
Smokes/Drinks: sometimes / I love martini
Interested In: Men
Age: 35
Body Type: hot!
Along with the cucumber and the order to wear a collar. Her Master's name is Kik Slang. She has always called him Master, even when he was drunk. He took her name when he was a young man and she became his sub. Kik Slang. She prefers to be referred to as Slut or Cunt, But with Kik Slang she can only refer to her as Woman. Even in public she is not allowed to use her proper name. Only with men. Although she loves her job, with men she is not respected. She has had multiple partners in the past, and has in fact with nice young looking men. Even the old white collar has never made her happy. Kik Slang is a different story. He was a successful businessman, but in the early 1990's he began to develop a problem with his business dealings. He was unhappy with the way his business dealings were progressing. One day it got to a point where he felt the need to fuck other men. Kik Slang was unhappy.
Being married, he wanted to devote his life to serving his wife, to fulfilling her needs. It just wasn't the kind of relationship one would want to develop. Kik Slang was a tease. He never liked anyone who came from outside the marriage. He was boring and unimaginative. To give no clue as to her mood, he would come home and spend the night playing video games or just lying in bed thinking of something to do with another woman. He was spoiled. His interests and demeanor were totally out of character for a man his age. They were more common, class acts. Years of honing the art of courtly manipulation had left him repressed and lonely. It was only months ago, when he walked in on her toying with her at her desk, that she realized his gifts. She had been thoroughly humiliated before her encounter, but the act left her in a state of overwhelming sexual frustration. She had never been with a black man. She decided to take the risk and discover what life was really like. It took nearly two full days to seduce him. Part of her was depressed because the thought of what lurked in those courts, excited her more than anything. Part of her was nervous because she knew what humiliation would feel good, what it would make man cry.
She had thought of marriage, and the love making, and sex, but they had never been together. She did not have the courage at the time, to fall headlong into the world of blackmail. Part of her was frightened. She was not what she wanted, but a whimper would not make her forget who she was and what she was. But, it was the experience of being without a man that made her fall headlong into the role. The more she thought of it, the more excited she became. As she waited for the man to arrive, two facets of her mind clicked. The first was the conflict that she had created, her self-hatred mixed with shame. The second was the knowledge that she had created. Kik Slang was exactly the kind of man she wanted. A man who would never hurt her. A man who would never tell her she was a slut. Kik Slang in a chair behind her and, with a cigar in his mouth and a nasty look in his eyes, ordered her to come to him. He took her by the hand and led her to a chair across the room. The man's voice she remembered was not familiar, but she knew it had not been a man she was with in a position of dominance. He spoke to her calmly, "Lift the bed posts, pet." She raised her arms, and as she raised them up over her head, he put cuffs on her wrists and raised the bedposts into place..
But she was not calling the cops she sucks and fucks his mate with his hard cock.
Watch them as they bang her pussy like a wild man.
This blond looks good enough with just her tongue and pushing her head under water!