Liberty meeting, chapter1

He demands that I wear it a few hours before his arrival so that my pussy is wide open and wet with desire.

I also wear my chastity cage because he loves to jump on me when he sees my caged Sissy cock.
It is for him a testimony of my submission and of his power over me.

He lays me down on my bed, using one of my many toys that I leave lying around on my dresser to get me excited.

There are mixes: vibrator, dildo, strap-on dildo, inflatable and vibrating plug, urethral plug, speculum, vacuum, fleshlight, anal pump, electro stimulation, and some sado maso accessories.
After having made love to her in all positions, I am about to fall asleep, keeping my naughty lingerie in order to rekindle her fetishist urges during the night.

Cunningly, I turned my back on him, pressing his tail against the line of my buttocks to make him want to take me in my sleep.

A few hours later, as expected, I feel his hand caress my stockings and slip between my thighs ...

Happy to see him fall into my trap, I stay still to make him believe that I am asleep.

Then he turns on the bedside lamp, turning me over on my stomach.
Taking advantage of the situation, he chases me without scruple, playing with me like a doll.

He plunges his head under my nightie, tickling my eye with his tongue.

His touches are becoming more precise and I bite my lip to hold back my moans.

I now feel his tail sliding in the groove of my buttocks.
When his penis presses at the entrance of my cave, I contract my intimate muscles to force him to force my way and **** me ...

Pretending to have a restless sleep, I make it harder for her by stirring in bed
He then opens my buttocks with both hands before sinking into me with all his weight.
I suppress a moan of pleasure and pain mixed as my sphincters give way under the pressure and it suddenly sinks deep into my bowels.

Then, he rocks me on the side in order to kiss me at length without fatigue a good part of the night.

The next morning, when I get up, abundant flows of sap escape from my buttocks, drawing strange whitish arabesques on my stockings.
Examining my pussy in front of the mirror, I see that it is still all swollen and wide open.