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She had just turned 18 and was called Diana. She was about. 160 cm tall and her smooth dark hair did not quite reach her to the chin. She had a sweet little snitch nose and a very pronounced body for her age.
Diana cut a particularly good figure in tight tops. She looked good and she knew how to use it too. Diana was at the age of playing with her female stimuli in which girls know. What made me so sharp with Diana was this opposeness: on one side of this absolutely sharp body, on the other hand, however, these still childish features on the face.
Her smile that exuded such an innocence.
We had known each other for a long time. Because Diana was a friend of the Sister of my buddy, so that we had seen each other more often. But I had never seen her as a “woman”. But that had changed in the meantime.
I had fallen into her, even if she was still very young. She was very ripe for 16 years.
I recently had Diana at the disco met and we had so far developed something like a “smooch” on weekends. We had rarely seen each other during the week. When we met, always in their parents’ house.
They were really tolerant and let us smooch in Diana’s room undisturbed and the like. We hadn’t really done it yet. I was much older than Diana, namely 21, but apparently Diana didn’t bother, on the contrary. At that time I was solo and Diana looked so cute and despite her age I had the feeling that it could be something with her.
Our relationship has been running for several weeks now and I liked it. Diana too. But she had never admitted that I was just parting with it, I hadn’t even seen her barefoot so far. A pity!But one thing was at least certain that you could have fun with Diana in any case.
This was clearly felt when it comes to the search for discoes. We had already met, danced and really celebrated in our main discotheque. The cuddly songs were our favorite moments. Increasing enclosure, we smooched what the stuff thought.
Diana had really full lips. She kissed well, but sometimes I had the feeling that she wanted to set a record with me at the tongue kiss. Her tongue was soft and I already had very precise ideas about what Diana should do with her tongue at some point. But Diana also did not give the impression of a monastery student.
On the contrary. She was really cheeky and on the last Saturday evening she couldn’t leave it in the disco to put my pants on my pants during the cuddle dance and easily massage there. Then she also buttoned up a button and pushed her index finger in. This little beast! At some point it was so far so that I had to push her hand aside so as not to be excited too much.
The traces on my pants would have been too embarrassing for me, although little Diana really drew me. When I encompassed Diana’s wrist and pushed my hand aside, I couldn’t suppress a thought.
I imagined how it would be to Diana too tie up and then watching her body as he winds himself helplessly in the bonds. A fascinating idea: the sweet Diana completely at the mercy. She had to look horny with tied hands and feet.
How she would behave? Would she defend herself violently or would be more voluntary in the role of the inferior. Diana captivated: it was difficult to get down from this thought, because Diana wore a thin wrist ribbon around the left wrist. It was light brown, a kind of friendship band. A thin leather strap also wore Diana around her beautiful neck.
This ribbon in particular that led around her neck stimulated my imagination. As it would be, the sweet Diana, which turned just 18 years old, to lead on this leather strap like on a leash? Too horny, the idea. For weeks I have always been very restless when I saw Diana. Because I hadn’t tied up a girl for a while and I had the feeling that I could dare to do it with Diana.
I don’t know exactly why I had this feeling with Diana.
These thin leather ribbons were probably something that Diana wore around the neck and on the wrists. I thought she made her body even sharper. I also wondered if Diana was also wearing such leather ribbons around her ankle. It certainly looked exciting to see such a leather strap to see her ankle.
When I thought about her little feet, I felt the excitement climbing up in me. How I would have loved to take it down to take off her shoes. Simply see the solid feet. It turned me on to see a public girl in public without shoes, barefoot or on socks.
A few times I looked down on her shoes and stockings while dancing.
She wore light brown leather pumps and thin beige -colored socks that evening. Whether she was wearing a leather ribbon around the ankle? I was standing to captivate girls’ bare feet. Diana’s feet appealed me scary. I’ve never seen Diana without shoes.
Especially not without socks. Diana was still so young, that was an additional charm. I had to catch her barefoot at some point. Maybe I should just help a little? I burned to see her without shoes.
I wondered if there was a way to take off the little one in the disco without thinking Foot fetish To reveal. Take off the socks, that wouldn’t work. It would have been too striking. But maybe take a shoe away? At some point we sit down.
Diana sat around my lap while smooching upside down. I considered. It was a good opportunity. I just had to take my legs apart, Diana would plop on the floor through my legs and throw the feet into the air.
I would only have to grab her shoes. I just had to do it. And I did it too. Diana had no idea and kept smooching me.
Then it happened.
I suddenly pushed my legs apart at lightning speed, on which Diana was sitting. “AH-HH!“Diana screamed and clumsy with the butt between my thighs onto the floor. She supports herself with her hands on the floor, her calves lay on my bent thighs, the two shoes right in front of me. “What is the crap?“Asked the completely stunned Diana.
It was my chance. So she would understand the whole thing. I grabbed Diana’s left shoe by hacking. “Hey, what are you going on?“Diana screamed, who was still confused on her bottom.
Somehow she already sensed it: “Marc, stop! Woe you steal my shoe to me! I don’t feel like it! Stop it!”. I just grinned at her.
I pulled a little more on her shoe. The heel already showed itself. I would hold your socked foot in my hand soon.
How should Diana defend himself great? She was still sitting on the floor in front of me and I had a foot under control her foot. “Diana, who will resist?“I asked and found it a little nasty myself. “Be nice and good and give me the shoe, my darling!“I had the hing of her shoe in my hand. Slowly I pulled a little stronger on her shoe, I just wanted to see her sockfoot, this sweetness.
Diana still hoped to be able to change your mind: “Marc, please! Do not take off the shoe! Please, please, please! I’m always so nice!“Diana begged,“ You can’t just let me walk through the disco on one shoe. Please don’t do that!”.
It did not help. Diana saw my eyes that she couldn’t expect mercy. She despaired a little: “Now leave me!“She screamed and tried to tear off.
At that moment I resorted: a jerk, I had her shoe in my hand, jumped up from the chair and ran away. I stopped three tables and watched my victim. With great pleasure I saw how Diana got up. She looked helpless.
One of Diana’s can -colored socks touched the floor. She only easily put the socks on the bale so as not to make it dirty. She asked over to me. I waved her shoe as if I wanted to tell her: “Come on Diana! Get it to you!” I waited.
Then she started to move. She was cute. She hopped after me on one leg. “Marc, please! Give me the shoe again!“Pleased the bouncing Diana.
I looked at her foot as spellbound. I saw her socks. Diana tried very hard not to put his foot on the floor with the socks. She stopped: “Please Marc!“She got closer:“ Please! Give it back to me!“She pleaded.
When I saw Diana in her inconsistent situation and heard her asking, I knew that I really wanted to captivate her once. And barefoot.
Diana was lucky this time. I gave her back the shoe right afterwards. And at least at this evening she can keep her two shoes on.
But I made the firm decision to order Diana to me at some point. Then I would already captivate her bare feet.
Otherwise the disco evening ran off as always. Diana was very interested in showing himself striking in the disco with me, especially in front of friends. She was happy when her schoolmates asked curiously whether that was actually her friend.
It was obvious that Diana Cool found “to be” together with an older one “. I heard that she was bragging about her friends at school. She also told her to her first time certainly not to spend with a peers of the same age. She can’t do anything with a green beak.
The little one wanted to make himself really important. But I didn’t care, the main thing was that Diana continued to wear the narrow 501 Levis and these tight T-shirts. After a short time it was completely clear to me who Diana had chosen for her first time.
A few times she had asked me when she could finally come home to me. She always said she wanted to get more than just in the disco with me.
I had always rejected it because my parents would not have accepted such a young girlfriend back then. For financial reasons, I would have to live with them at the time and to avoid major discussions, I preferred to let Diana come to me at first. In addition, I had something very special with her. Parents bothered.
But then the right time came.
My parents were traveled for 3 weeks. I was looking forward to Diana’s visit now. On the first call I received from Diana, I invited her to visit me. Of course she said enthusiastically.
At 1 p.m. she wanted to be there. I thought that was great, because it would be a really long day. I wondered what I had to make preparations. Of course, Diana did not know anything about my tendencies.
She had no idea that I was a foot lover and also stood to captivate girls and, above all, her bare feet. And that I loved tickling. I was pretty sure that I would show Diana my preference for bondage games today. I just had to find some good opportunity to start my favorite game.
I would find a occasion. No matter which one, but in the end Diana should be in shackles. That was clear.
For this purpose I put a small plastic bag with ropes under the head of my bed. So I would have the ropes at hand quickly enough.
Then I got the handcuffs out of my drawer. I had taken it for another girlfriend. Diana would certainly look horny in it. But I was actually unsure whether the handcuffs for the first time would not be too violent.
Diana had never been tied up. However, I couldn’t leave it to put the handcuffs under the bag with the ropes. The handcuffs should be ready in any case. Even if I wanted to act carefully because I didn’t think Diana had already been tied up by a man, good preparation had to be easy.
And the idea that Idiana could put in handcuffs turned me on incredibly. Just knowing that the handcuffs there were ready for my sweet victim, excited me.
Finally I looked for a long thin silk scarf. I put this into a few other clothes next to the head end that it looked like the scarf happened there by chance. There would be an opportunity to captivate.
I would be reluctant to do without it. But something else was clear: I wanted to see Diana barefoot today. I also wanted to see her sweet butt, which I had kneaded so often with the cuddle dance. I would put the little one tied up over the knee in an emergency.
She had to have a great butt, the little mouse. Then the time came. 12.50 o’clock. The doorbell rang.
I opened Diana the door. After a completely enthusiastic welcome kiss, I looked at her. She looked great: white 501 Levis, thick dark blue wool sweater, blue socks and white sneakers. I asked her in.
Diana entered the previous area and wanted to go to the stairs, but I stopped: “Wait Diana! Please take off your shoes down here! My parents don’t like if dirt is dragged in here.“Diana nodded. She was really cute the little one. I was already happy. Immediately I would only see them in socks for the first time, Diana’s both feet only in thin socks.
I’ve always been waiting for that. At her home, Diana always wore hut shoes or very thick wool socks. How did I cursed things during my visits. Diana had never shown her feet so much before.
That should change today. Diana did what I had told her. Without opening the laces, Diana pressed one shoe against the heel of the other sneaker and pulled the foot out of the shoe.
The first socks showed itself. She had a nice foot shape.
That was clear. The toes emerged. Great! The sock was monochrome over the toe area, then stripes ran over the tension. Cute socks, I thought and dreamed of pulling them off their feet, finally seeing them barefoot.
Diana then took off the other shoe. “And what’s next?“Asked Diana, who now stood in front of me and looked at me awaited. She seemed unsuspecting. I think Diana hadn’t noticed that when I took off her shoes I had totally stared at her feet.
But maybe she already knew about my faibel because of the “shoe meadow” in the disco.
I led her to my room. I enjoyed how Diana went up the stairs in front of me on socks. She would be a great victim. In my room we immediately threw ourselves on my bed, custody and smooched around wildly.
Certainly for 45 minutes it went like that. Diana was hard to stop. She clearly wanted to seduce me. It was clear: Diana wanted to experience her first time today (and with me).
Violent knewer followed. After a few minutes she pulled out the thick sweater. A white t-shirt showed itself, the bra shimmered through, her dreamlike curves were clearly visible. A little later she said.
The belt on her jeans would press her.
We pulled out each other’s jeans and I have to say that the sight of this crisp butt was already pleasing to me. Diana had beautiful tanned skin and wore a sports brief that was obviously cut more than the bikini panties that she was on holiday had worn. The panties really laced between the delicate white skin of her two cheeks. A great ass.
He was bright white and therefore clearly distinguished himself from the rest of the body. A real apple -shaped girl butter.
It came over me. I gave Diana a little slap on the sweet buttocks with my flat hand. “Hey!“She screamed and laughed.
She quickly rolled aside, grabbed a pillow and threw me off with the pillow. Excellent! A wild pillow battle started, it should be. A wild battle that no longer took place on the bed in a short time, but in my entire room. Because there was also plenty of ammunition on my sofa, so in about 6 smaller pillows.
It was a fun of murder. We ran half dressed through rooms and threw ourselves with the pillows. Diana hopped through the room in her tight panties and T-shirt. She sniffed because she was already out of breath.
Immediately I would fall on her.
Diana gasped, again she caught a pillow. “Diana! You lost. Are you giving up!“I called and fired another pillow. And another one.
“Finally, Diana!“I asked again. “Never!“, She replied cheekily. “O.K., Then I’ll try it differently! At some point you will surrender! “I threatened and jumped towards her and reached her arm. “Ahhh! Help ”screeched Diana.
She had no chance against me. I grabbed her on the arms, rij3 her on my shoulders over my thigh. “Zack”. Diana had put on the carpet with skilful leg hooks.
Right next to the bed. She was still fidgeting, turning back and forth. She didn’t want to be pushed on her stomach. But I already had her on my arm and pressed her on the floor.
I knelt about her. She was still on the side and defended herself violently. She wanted to come up again from the ground. In the long run, Diana lacked the strength to defend themselves against me.
She fought bravely, but after a few efforts to free herself one last time, I grabbed Diana’s right wrist, turned her arm on her back. That was it. I had Diana under control. She was defenseless now.
I quickly turned Diana on my stomach and sat on her back wide -legged. I let go of her twisted arm. Exhausted she, sniffed after the short but violent ring fight.
“And what’s coming now? She out as if you had done me!“Diana asked completely out of breath. “Exactly! Diana.
You have lost the battle, now you are my prisoner. I will have fun with you according to my free will, ”I replied to her. Diana turned his head: “You may be a spinner! I, your prisoner? Such a nonsense! But I’m curious to see what you want to do with me.“She threw towards me and laughed at what I had said. She still had no idea what I was going to do with her.
Diana would find out soon. “As pretty girls as you are mostly tickled, slide-na. You too?“Diana was exhausted below me. She grinned: “Me? no not at all!”.
she laughed. Of course I knew that Diana log. She also wanted to be more close to physical physical contact. So tickling was ideal.
Unlike usual, I didn’t want to take care of her feet immediately. They should be the climax later. It was too early for the feet, but I had to control myself quite a bit so as not to grab Diana’s socks immediately.
I started to tickle Diana on the upper body properly. Under the arms and on the hip.
“Hahaha-Haha”. Diana laughed and laughed. Still, it didn’t work properly. Diana kept making it back with her hands.
It didn’t work that way. I turned her right arm on her back, then the second one. With my right hand I tried to hold the two arms on the back of my back so that I could tickle it undisturbed with my free hand. But Diana fought violently.
Her wrists were too thick to press them firmly with one hand. I slipped off by hand from Dianas tampered with my hand. “Ha, ha, ha, ha!“Diana laughed:“ You can’t hold me with one hand. You never manage that!”.
Diana still felt safe.
You should take the laugh right away. I looked under the bed. Now it started. I quickly grabbed the plastic bag, took the ropes out.
Then I also took the handcuff and put it right next to Diana’s body. “Hey! So what is that? Do you want to captivate me? You are totally crazy!“Diana screamed incredulously. Water the ropes? Diana was confused. She hadn’t discovered the handcuffs yet.
They were at hand outside of their field of vision.
“Give your little hand here!“I ordered, and without Diana even the chance to react, I turned her right arm into the shoulder blade with a jerk. “Ouch!“Diana was totally surprised. “Click!!!”. Diana felt cold iron that enclosed her right wrist.
“You have handcuffs?“Diana asks helplessly, who could hardly believe it. Then she was lying on her stomach and was obviously put in handcuffs. “So, Diana! Now you are due!“I threatened when I dragged her left arm under her upper body and also turned it backwards. “Marc, what do you do with me?“Diana asked a little frightened.
An answer he did not hold her. She moved, was pretty excited. I felt Diana’s body twitching between my thighs. What a horny victim! I pressed her left wrist firmly on her back.
“Click!!!!“She was caught. Her two sweet hands were now tied up by handcuffs on the back. Only two chain members separated the wrists from each other. It looked horny.
Diana’s small, well -groomed hands in the handcuffs. Diana tugged at the bondage and turned her upper body back and forth. Every attempted liberation was pointless. Diana had to be clear that too.
Nevertheless, she reared up.
Diana screamed: “Hey Marc! You can’t just captivate me!”. Of course, she couldn’t defend herself anymore. She turned her wrists in the handcuffs as much as possible. I hadn’t put it on too tightly.
“Sure I can do the Diana! You see it! Well, how do you like it in the handcuffs?”. At my look she saw only too well that it just the beginning had been, I had more with her. “So Diana! And now it is your enchanting feet on the turn of!”. I looked back where her two feet fidgeted in the blue socks.
Diana didn’t want. She screamed: “Not my feet!!!! Oh no! Stop yourself, Marc! Not the feet!“She screamed. But I didn’t feel like it was a serious protest. Nonetheless.
She fidgeted back and forth and struggled with her legs, screamed. Diana didn’t want to give up her resistance yet. She had the firm will not to have my feet binding together. I reached for her legs, she was chasing: “Woe, Marc! Not captivating my feet, then I can no longer defend myself!““ This is exactly why I want to do it!“Replied.
It wasn’t even to grab her feet. I turned back on her body and slipped over her body towards my legs. A few seconds I sat on Dianas hardly any covered ass. Due to my weight, I prevented too violent resistance.
Then I sat wide on her bare calves wide -legged. My body weight was still preventing further ramps. Diana also felt that it had no sense. She managed to briefly turn her upper body onto the right side: “O.K.OK.!“Diana called to me.
“You managed. I can’t prevent it. Then I also captivate me!”. Diana shouldn’t have told me that.
I didn’t need this permission. I would have done it anyway. Diana was defenseless in the handcuffs on the stomach. I enjoyed the sight: two girls’ feet were now in front of me in the cute socks: the soles upstairs, the tensioner pressed onto the carpet floor.
I picked up to one of the ropes. A quick look at Diana’s crunchy rear part, I couldn’t help but help. My victim just looked sharp. The T-shirt had slipped up, the handcuffs on the back and then the tight panties.
The fabric of her panties had pushed even further between her cheeks during the pouring. “To bite into it,” I thought. It was almost only a string.
No matter, I wanted to captivate her feet. I grabbed Diana’s right foot, lifted him very easily.
She twitched, but immediately noticed that she could no longer defend herself. Then I made a noose and put Diana the rope around the right ankle. I pushed the socks down a bit so that I don’t capture it with a fixed tape. “Oh no!“Diana groaned when I pushed my socks down the ankle slightly.
She felt what I was going to do later. Now I pulled the noose. I grabbed the other foot. Several loops.
I didn’t pay attention to the socks again. Then Diana’s ankle were tied together. Diana turned her feet in the ropes and noticed that she could now impossible to move the feet apart. I grabbed Diana’s right foot.
Already through the thin socks I could feel that they were wearing these thin leather ribbons around the ankles. I would have liked the little one immediately, but I mastered myself. Instead, I took a rope and knotted the handcuffs with the Fuj3 fetters. First Diana should present himself in a classic hogie.
That was done quickly. I pulled the knots tight and did not hear what Diana made in remarks during this. I was finished at first. I put Diana on a thick kiss, then I got up and looked at her.
I found it great how Diana lay flat on the stomach on the carpet. I looked at her bound feet. The socks: Not only the game on the toes was striped, stripes from below also ran over the heel. The rest was just blue.
“I like your socks Diana!”I said without being awaited an answer from her.
Diana moved her wrists back and forth in the handcuffs. Then looked up at me: “You like things like that?” she asked. I looked at her and nodded: “Sure! I think it’s an exciting game. There is nothing.
And you look tied up totally stunning, Diana. If you want, I’ll start again now. Then you can go home. Or do you like the game too? tell me.
How do you feel now? Are you afraid or somehow an uncomfortable feeling?”I asked Diana.
Diana looked up at me. I was very excited. Then Diana shook his head: “No! I am not afraid. I would like to spend the whole afternoon with you.
I want to stay here, I trust you. It’s just a bit unusual. I’ve never been tied up by a boy. Only early in playing, but that was different than today.
But I don’t think it’s bad at all. Somehow I find it very exciting to be so completely exposed to you as a prisoner. Almost like a slave I feel here. Let’s continue with the game!”That was incredible.
Diana actually wanted to continue to participate. Excellent! I was surprised. On the other hand, of course, it was also the case that she had reported to all her friends of our rendevu. If she just went home, she would have harvested Hohn and ridicule from her friends.
Diana certainly thought of this too. She had just browned too much about what she does with her older friend “everything”. No matter. So Diana wanted to continue playing.
But it would have really been too bad to tie the half -naked and tied Diana again.
But she wasn’t helpless enough for me yet. I stepped over the bound Diana and put the silk towel over the eyes. A knot, then it was dark around her. I liked that better.
Dianas breathed quickly when she felt the blindfold. She was very excited. Only sparsely dressed she was lying on the floor in front of me and now couldn’t even see what I would do with her next. Yes, there she was now.
I had to look again on her sweet buttocks, into which her panties and more and more. Only a small part of the T-shirt covered the gem. I pushed it aside with joy. I checked the blindfold.
She was perfect. Diana was helpless. I wanted to continue our game further: “Well, well, Diana! So Dubist ready. To grab you with your role as my slave.
Then I can certainly call you slave, or?“Diana’s heart insisted loudly and quickly. She was totally excited, but suddenly she got a little scared. What did I have before? “No! Marc, you are crazy! No! So it wasn’t meant that you can also call me a slave! I don’t want that like that! I find it humiliating when you call me that!”.
I thought about what to do now. It would be really sharp to be able to call the sweet Diana, which was tied up in front of me.
How could I get her around? I couldn’t force them. It had to be done playfully. Then I had an idea. “To be called slave in such a game, you will humiliating Diana? Don’t be like this.
We are both adults. But well, good Diana. I know what we’re doing. Your negotiating position is bad and honestly I also find that you shouldn’t do yourself that way, but you get a fair chance.
We’ll play for it. If you do the task, I’ll start you. Otherwise I will call you “slave” this afternoon, you as “Lord”. Diana laughed.
For some reason it was relieved. I think she felt that I would slowly introduce her “The game”. Piece by piece, very gently. She obviously calmed that: “Marc, you will never give up what? It’s okay, we do it as you say.
What kind of task is that?“She asked into the dark. Again she laughed. “You will still see that!“I answered and joyfully to her blue socks. I took one of her Füj3e and stroked him.
I felt her soft socks in my hand. The fingers sled over the sole tenderly. “No! What do you have with my feet?“Diana screamed immediately, now a little fearful again. I only knew too well that she was teat where she was feeling my fingers.
Next she only heard my steps on the stairs.
I went to the kitchen. “What you up to?“I heard her more questions. But I had already left the room. Diana was tied up and blindly on the stomach.
She could only wait. She had recognized it correctly. She was delivered to me.
It took a little while. I let Diana braise.
After a good 5 minutes I entered my room again. My tied up victim was still in the old place. It was obvious that Diana was completely excited. She breathed quickly.
It turned her on not seeing what I was going to do with her. I put a small towel under her tied feet. Then I changed the Hogtie so that Diana’s soles of the feet showed the ceiling almost horizontally, but only almost. “What is the?“Asked Diana.
But I didn’t answer.
Now I wanted to do what I’ve been sharp for so long. See Diana’s naked feet. I grabbed my feet. “No! Oh no! Please, please, please! Marc, don’t do anything with your feet.
I totally sensitive. please don’t!“Diana begged. I grinned. Nice as she begged.
Then I pulled out her right socks. Yeahaaaah! Her naked foot was finally in front of me. A small foot, very well maintained. Adorable.
Then followed the second sock. Diana was now barefoot in front of me. Her bare feet excited me. In addition, there was a sight of the two thin leather ribbons, who dangled around Diana’s ankles.
I enjoyed the water ice (type: “Capri”, orange taste) that I had taken out of the ice compartment in the kitchen.
Again I looked at the sensitive soles of the feet that were in front of me. The soft light skin that lies between the heel and bale on which you really feel everything. I was almost a little sorry for Diana. It would be a tough exam for you: “Pass on Diana! I have a little ice cream here.
I’ll put it on your feet right away. If at the end the small wooden handle is still on your feet you have won. If not, you will overcome yourself and play a slave today that serves her gentleman well. O.K.? It’s just a game!”.
Diana put her right cheek on the carpet and probably wondered what was happening to her. “What do you have for crazy ideas,” she said quietly. She heard the paper crackling. Then I held the water ice on about 2 cm above the curves of Dianas naked soles.
I didn’t touch the skin yet, first aimed at the right place. Diana was shaking from tension. She suspected that the ice cream had to be on her bare soles of the feet. I aimed.
Yes, that’s how it should work. The ice was exactly so that the centerpiece hung between the two bare feet. In my opinion, sooner or later the wooden handle had to fall down on the ground, but I wasn’t sure either. I reached for Diana’s naked feet again.
They were cold, but still warm enough to melt the ice cream. But it would take a while. Then I put the ice cream off. Diana cried out loudly.
“Aahhhhhhhh! It’s cold! You shit!“Diana. But after a short moment she had overcome the shock. Diana bites on her lips, tasted her tied feet: “You will already see that I can do it,” she said. She tried to put the ice in a better position with her bare feet.
But it didn’t work out right. It looked like she had resigned herself with the rules. Still, I wanted to be sure. “But if you lose the conditions, or?“I asked again for security.
Diana understood what I wanted to hear from her.
She played along and nodded: “Logical! Then I play the slave for you and you can call me that too, but you can already forget that. It will remain a dream for you. Still, in an emergency I keep my word. I think it’s totally funny with you, Marc.
I never thought you were so crazy. But I’m on turned down things.“She now concentrated on the ice. She had to have terribly cold feet.
I now had enough time to take a close look at my tied up victim. The golden yellow ice was lying on the white soles of the feet, which were so wonderfully side by side because of the ankles.
I sat down on the floor next to Diana’s feet. It would take some time. The ice thaws very slowly. The first drop detached from the ice and slowly ran down the curves of the bare foot sole to the ankle.
Diana groaned: “Ohhhh, maybe that tickles! These shit drops!That is hard to endure!“Diana still kept silent. She strained. A violent twitch of her and the slippery ice would slip off her feet. She knew that.
She had to concentrate. It was a few times before. The cold on the soles also increased from minute to minute. After 10 minutes the ice had shrunk significantly.
Again and again Diana had pounded out aloud when a drop of her feet was looking for his way. It was a really nice tickling torture. You didn’t need to do anything yourself. It was hard for Diana because she couldn’t see when a new drop would come off the ice.
She was always surprised.
I enjoyed Diana to watch how they fought against the flicking stimulus in each of the small drops. She could hardly move in her bonds. But the effort was clearly to be seen in their facial features. There was already a slippery lubrication film on the whole soles.
It was exciting. Diana now ran over the soles of the feet because the ice cream thawed faster and faster. She fought, concentrated, kept the air. But then she shrugged too violently.
It had to happen. The little piece of ice was slipped. Diana still tried to prevent slipping with the bare tied feet, but the ice slipped and slipped. “No, please don’t fall down!“Diana screamed and pressed the bare feet as best we could.
But it still happened. The ice slipped, then the ice cream slide was on the towel under your feet. Diana knew what that meant: “Shit!! I believe. You won.
I’ll play along “. I stood and stood out. With my right foot I stroked Diana’s butt, which was hardly properly covered by her panties and offered a more attractive sight. I looked down on Diana: “Tell myself what that means, Diana! I want to hear it out of your mouth.
You should say it yourself! I won -what does that mean?“I ordered to see if she was holding her word.
It took a little moment. Then Diana overcame her shyness to pronounce it: “I’ll be your slave this afternoon this afternoon.“It wasn’t bad, I thought. I found it super exciting to hear this sentence from Diana’s mouth. Diana hadn’t guessed that.
When she took the bus to me, she certainly hadn’t thought in a dream that she would be barefoot and tied up a little later to tell me that she would be my slave for the afternoon. Because in itself she wanted to seduce me. Why else had she moved out her jeans so quickly? “Are you actually excited now?“Asked Diana, who was on the carpet in T-shirt and panties. Because of the blindfold she couldn’t see my condition.
I was, but I didn’t answer. I knew what Diana wanted. But I wouldn’t free Diana. Not even for “that” what she had planned.
I only solved the connection between ankle cuffs and handcuffs. Now Diana would learn what the advantages of handcuffs are. They leave a certain scope of movement. I took off my boxer shorts.
I was wide -legged across the bound Diana. Then I sat on her. Her body was caught between my upper handle. I Saj3 on her back, just so that my best piece came to lie on her tied hands.
Now Diana was able to do what she always likes to do with the cuddle dance in the disco – fiddling around.
I sat on her back and felt that Diana only had to move her hands a tiny piece to reach my sensitive area. “Come on! Slave, you can still move your hands a bit. Show that you like your Lord!“Diana hesitated first. It was a little uncomfortable for her.
Tied up under me lying on my stomach and placed in handcuffs, it should touch me. She wanted to do it, but she had imagined the situation differently. This commanding tone of me also confused her. On the other hand, she felt how much she was excited by the whole action herself.
She also wanted to see what would happen if she submitted to my command. She wanted it too. She did it. Slowly and carefully Diana moved her little fingers, first snatched me a little, then she really hit her.
The two small hands that were trapped in the handcuffs began to massage me tenderly. I closed my eyes. It was the metal of the handcuffs to hear how it came together by the movements. Then I looked at her feet, tied up, smeared by the ice.
Diana was a great slave. I only let myself be pampered for a few minutes, then I got up.
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