Carol began to focus on her clit, moving less and less down, but more in as it started to stiffen. Laura could see the action increasing, and she pumped more vigorously on her caged twat, pressing her own button each time Carol lapped. The intensity humiliation grew, over and over tongue came to clit, and fingers slammed inward harder. Dana braced as her clit tied stood at attention, and Carol slammed into her with unrelenting precision. Finally the mountain had been tamed, and as Dana reached the top, she climaxed with an immense explosion, writhing against the harsh carpet as Carol took her pulsing clit into her mouth, sucking against it hard as her cervix rammed her insides with unstoppable timing. Dana stifled her cum as much as she could, knowing it was inevitable more people would be returning from lunch. As Dana tried to regain her composure, Carol worked to gain her breath as well. In the new silence of the printing room, the two women continued to hear a consistent measure of heavy breathing. As the looked up they could see Laura on the table, her hand in her slacks, pumping her pussy up and down. The two women didn’t see it as audacity, and they watched as she played with herself unapologetically. Laura stopped when they noticed her, as if being caught with her hand in the cookie jar, and she pulled it out domination quickly with a look of embarrassment on her face. Carol looked over to Dana, and they both smiled to each other. “Don’t stop.” Bondage Carol commanded. Laura looked confused, not knowing how to respond to the thought. “You’ve seen us naked. It’s only fair we see you, right?” Dana playfully quipped to Carol, who was in complete agreement. Laura thought for moment, knowing they were playing a game with her. She just didn’t know if it was one she could win. “Make sure to do it sexy, so we can see.” Carol smiled, pushing it one step further. Laura blushed, there was little she could do but comply, and she figured she was already in for a penny, she may as well be in for a pound. She placed her feet on the floor, leaning again on the table, looking down at her massive tits. She reached to the top button on her blouse, and with a quick look at each of her audience, she pushed the button through. The women came to attention in the process, in a new found inphatuation, they waited for the stripe tease to proceed. Laura moved to the next button, this time not waiting, and she released it as well. One by one she completed the task, but she never revealed any skin, always pulling the blouse tighter each time she let another button go. Carol was sure she could make out maroon satin under the top, and she stared in anticipation for the answer. Laura began to enjoy the process, she didn’t really see herself as some sort of pole dancer, or temptress, but the women in front of her seemed to appreciate her form, and the thought that they wanted her made her take on the roll completely. With the blouse hanging in her hands, controlled by her own motions, she popped one side open, and then closed it again quickly, teasing the girls with her luscious body. Dana and Carol watched with glee, and they loved that she was so playful. Laura popped open the other side, and Carol was sure she wore a maroon bra, but it was confirmed for BDSM sure when she dropped the blouse to the floor, and her breasts bounced with the sudden display. “Come on girl, show us those titties!” Dana begged, grabbing her own bare breasts while tweaking her nipples. The girls all laughed, and Laura felt the need to obey. She reached behind her, easily unlatching the bra, but adding to the dance, she swung one arm across her chest, and slipped the strap down. In a quick motion, she swapped her arms, not losing the brasier, and she slid the other down as well. Her long legs were completed exposed all the way down to her cowboy boots. I screamed a BDSM bit but he muffled it with his hands on my mouth. I had never drunk before, it was a domination strict rule in our Penny knew that the tied neighbours must have been wondering what was happening and prayed they couldn’t see. I gave them a time for them to be here in LA and told them to watch their email for further instructions. Okay cool.” She stands up and walks to her room. The outfit was certainly designed for sex, not function. That to me sounds naïve my friend. It had been gentle and compassionate. But I was wrong. Her bowels writhed around me. It was this incredible heat spasming around me. I buried into her depths, her flesh sucking at me. My balls tightened. You just startled Bondage me, that is all.” Oh oh oh. Then she licked humiliation them. I am not like some of the other girls I grew up with.”. His balls were resting on top of mine, I could feel the weight of them pressing on my own.