Mistress clenched her fists in my hair and dragged me in even deeper wanting far more. I was so involved in the night’s actions that I didn’t realize she had raised me up higher. My arms were painfully pointed straight up and my toes had left the floor as I started in again, probing deeper into her hole. Several more times I pleasured her, until she finally pulled herself away.
It took her a while to calm down and get off the bench. Then she lowered me down a bit, easing the strain of my entire body.
“I need a break,” she explained. “When I come back, we’ll start where we left off. You don’t mind do you?”
Her hand rubbed my hard d**k, as I whispered, “No, Mistress.”
The night continued through screams of agony and howls of pleasure.
Sometime in the late morning I awoke. I was lying on
