Sex and Violet
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Ah, there you are, my dear. Bradley and I were just talking about you. I was just saying that he's been so helpful tonight—especially to you—that he deserves more than an ordinary tip, don't you agree? Yes, I knew you would.
Tell me, Bradley, is there some place a little more private, where we can show you our appreciation? Yes, I think the wine cellar would do nicely. Lead the way--come along, my dear...
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Excellent...is the door locked, so we won't be interrupted? Good.
Now, Violet, I would like you to stand facing Bradley.
Take off your blouse and your skirt, please, and assume the first position—that's right, feet apart, hands behind your head.
There. Isn't she lovely, Brad? There's something about a beautiful blonde in red lingerie... Yes, the dark stockings are a nice touch, aren't they?
She looks great from behind, too. Turn around and bend over, Violet—yes, feet together, grab your ankles, that's right. You're very proud of your ass, aren't you, Vi?
Someone told her once that she has "an arse"—as they say over there—"to die for," Bradley. I tend to agree, don't you? Feel free to fondle it—seriously, go ahead. Violet loves having her "arse" appreciated, don't you Violet?
Nice, isn't it? All right, my dear, back to first position. Good. Yes, she looks like an angel, doesn't she? Of course she's actually a terrible slut, aren't you, my dear? Tell him, Violet--look him right in the eye and tell him what a nasty cock-slut you are and all the dirty things you enjoy having done to you.
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Oh, now look—after all the trouble Bradley and I took to keep your panties clean for you, you've let them get all wet and stained with your pussy-juice. Take them off, this instant.
Now lick them out. Show Brad how sorry you are-- look at him while you lick them clean!
Well, that's a little better, but I still think you should be punished. Give your panties back to Bradley and ask him if he'll please give you a good spanking, if it's not too much trouble.
You don't mind, do you Bradley? Excellent. Thank you.
All right, I'm just going to drag this wine crate over here to sit on. Now Violet, I want you to stand facing me. Bend down and place your hands on my shoulders. I want you looking directly into my eyes while Bradley administers your punishment.
Whenever you're ready, Bradley...
Good one, Brad.
Be still, Violet. Count the strokes out loud for me.
That's better. Now, between strokes I want you to kiss me—with your full attention, mind—but continue to count each stroke out loud as it lands, understood?
Good. Continue, Bradley...
....Violet, be careful! ...You almost bit my tongue on the last stroke. Focus, Violet!
Before we continue, take my belt out of its loops and offer it to Bradley to use on you. Go on....
...And take off your bra, I want to play with your nipples. And if I sense that you're not giving me your full attention I'm going to pinch them very hard, understand?
All right, Bradley...continue.
Mmm...that's much better. You're such a sensual kisser, my dear. Oh no, I don't mind the moans, as long as you're not jumping around.
What's the count now? Fifteen? Well, I think five more should be sufficient, don't you, Bradley? Back into position, my dear. That's right, look at me...now focus...
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...And one to grow on. There!
Very nice work, Bradley ...I almost felt that last one myself.
Oh, poor Violet, look at you, your legs are trembling... Yes, it's hard to stand like that in high heels for so long. Straighten up by all means. First position. You're a very brave girl. Isn't she, Bradley?
Turn around and let me see if Brad has done a good job on you. Oh yes, I'd say so. Your cheeks are quite red...and ohhh, your skin feels like it's on fire!
Bradley, would you get me a small piece of ice from the cooler over there? Yes, that will do nicely, thank you. Here, Violet, let me cool down your skin with this--hold still now...
Mmm, you like that, don't you? Oh yes, I can see you do—you're all goose-bumps.
Are your nipples sore, my dear? I'm sorry, I did have to pinch them once or twice, didn't I? Would you like Bradley to use the ice on them? Here, Bradley, would you mind?
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Bradley has been very nice to you tonight, hasn't he? I think you should kneel and thank him for disciplining you so thoroughly...oh, and ask him if he'd like you to suck his cock as a reward.
Very prettily said, my dear. Now, if you're not too tired I'd like you to stand bent at the waist again but with your legs apart—that's right, put your hands on Bradley's hips—so I can avail myself of your cunt while you're pleasing Brad.
Very well, my dear, you may begin.
That's another thing I love about those red high-heels of yours, my dear, they bring you to just the right height so I can get...all...the...way...into you—like this--without even bending my knees. Ahhhh...that feels nice.
Is she treating you well, Bradley? Yes, isn't she wonderful? All right, pay me no mind—I'll just be enjoying myself back here. Legs a little further apart my dear...
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Mm! Mm! AHHHHHH...
Oh, Violet, I'm so proud of you! And I'd say Bradley is very pleased with you as well—am I right, Bradley?
There, did you hear that my dear? The best blowjob he's ever had! Yes, thank him, by all means. You're not a shrinking violet anymore, are you? And Bradley certainly deserves a good deal of the credit.
Oh, Violet, you're not going to turn all shy again on us, are you? Very well, whisper it in my ear...
I see... Bradley, Violet says her behind is still so sore that she doesn't want to put her panties back on, and wants to know if you'll keep them for her until next time...
....What? Why certainly, if you wish... She also wants to know if we can make a reservation for the same time next week. Why, I think she likes you, Bradley!
Hurry and get dressed, my dear, it's time for us to go. Oh—you still have a little bit of Bradley's come on your mouth. Here, let me...there, you can pretend it's lip-gloss.
All right, same time next week it is, then. Thanks again, Bradley, you've been very helpful.
Come along, my dear, let's get you home to your dungeon, I know how you miss it.
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