This is the sequel to "Penance Days Ch2".
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"My daughter is sometimes so old-fashioned," she looks at me inquisitively, then continues, "but now that she is gone, let us go inside." She stands up, walks over the porch and I hear her disappear into the house. Damn, what a great ass she has....
Sergij ties a weight lifter's leather belt around my waist. It is black, at least two hand widths wide, as thick as my little finger and has several sturdy steel rings attached to it. He lowers my arms with the hoist, unhooks the right arm, clinks it on the side to the belt with a carabiner hook, then the left arm.
"We don't want you to get lost," he grins up at me while he detaches my legs, looking for a short moment at my still dripping cock, his eyes level with its tip, only a few centimeters apart, "Come one big boy, inside." He pushes me through the door into the house, up the stairs, along a corridor and into a large room.
It is nicely furnished, deep armchairs, plush carpets, lots of brass. A club room of some sort. The only unsettling sight are a great number of steel rings in the floor, black, large and strong. But from my previous experience with the lady of the house, I begin to have an idea what they are there for.
"Excuse me, Madame Deuter" Sergij shouts behind me, "what shall I prepare for you?"
I wonder what he means, prepare for her?
"The English sofa, from the side," I hear her voice from an adjacent room to which the door is open.
The English sofa, from the side? I look around the room, then see a dark burgundy red leather sofa with these typical deep holes in it. Chesterfield style? I cannot see it, but I know that at the bottom of each hole, there is a button.
Before I know it, Sergij pushes me over to the sofa and grabs on the way from a cupboard two leather straps, each approximately a meter long. Half an arm's length away from the side armrest of the sofa, he stops me.
"Stand here."
I stop and see with surprise how he first attaches the two straps left and right on my hip belt and then he kneels down to attach them each to a ring on the floor on my left and my right. I stand now stark naked in the middle of this club room, my hard dick has gone flaccid but is still slightly dripping precum.
My hands are tied to my side and I wonder what they want me to do standing there just a foot short of the sofa armrest.
Before I can hinder him, I feel Sergij's hand on my balls. He lifts up my dick and attaches a nooze made of very thin ribbon around my nutsack, not very tight, I can hardly feel it. I look up surprised, a hangman's knot around my testicals.
"We need to have a handbrake," He laughs out loud at my uncomprehending face, then adds, "you know, like a nose ring for a bull."
Aha, that makes it perfectly clear....
"Don't worry, you will see" he says with a tough grin.
Unsettled, but non the wiser, I look at the thin ribbon that hangs down between my legs, the loose end snaking away on the floor.
My reflections on the "bull-and-nose-ring" story are interrupted when Madame Deuter walks into the room.
"She looks incredible" I think and feel how my dick is immediately fluffing up again.
"Why, thank you, young man," she says and smiles at me, the smile of a flattered woman.
Have I spoken out loud? I cannot help but stare at her, she looks really too hot. She changed her formal dress costume for ... what?
How would you call something like that? A beach dress? A negligee? A nothing of a light pink gown with spaghetti straps and a little skirt, that hardly even covers her cheeks.
The top does nothing to hide her full breasts; she wears nothing under the top and I see how her heavy round bongos move under the flimsy tissue. Ah, and those hard dark tips, pointing it me.
But the best has still to come; her waist is slim, like pulled in and widens again and shows fabulous hips which are hardly covered, her long legs are not covered at all. I can't help it, this woman really is getting me hard again.
She walks through the room past me, and while my eyes follow her like pulled on a string, my cock hardens again.
"Oh god, her ass and back are even better." The thought shoots through my head when I see her backside. Her back is wide in the shoulders and flowing into the narrow waist, slightly muscled but in no way heavy; and then her fabulous buttocks spring outwards.
Firm, round, wide, they are not hidden by the negligee, rather very promisingly put at center stage. I watch amazed how they roll under the pink tissue a she walks slowly, temptingly. And turns around at me
"Ahh, you like what you see?"
I only manage a gargling noise and she smiles, comes closer. She turns around moves slowly from one leg to the other, really shows off her wpnderfull ass cheeks, looks over her shoulder, smiles, bends slightly forward and asks again
"So, do you?"
I manage a strangled
"Fabulous!"
"Ah, a bum boy, great!" She joyfully claps her hands, jumping like a little girl. Her bum and tits jump slightly delayed. God, she really knows how to turn the heat on a guy.
And then she comes closer, very close, wriggles between me and the sofa and is all of a sudden bent over the armrest. The hem of her 'dress' rides up and I see her whole beautiful ass in front of me, in the air, naked, tense, round and only a hand's width from the tip of my hard cock. I try to touch it with my hands, try to grab this fabulous piece of ass, but my hands are still tied to my side. I lose my balance and fall forward, my dick touches her ass crack, slides up and I lie on top of her.
She moans slightly, I feel how she moves under me, rubs her ass crack against my hard member before Sergij comes from behind and pulls me up again.
She remains bend over the armrest and looks back at us
"Sergij, you are still fully dressed. Be at easy. And untie his hands."
While I stare down at the slimy trace my dick has left on her slightly tanned ass cheeks, I feel how my hands are unclincked from the belt.
I hear behind me how Sergij undresses, but I cannot take my eyes from her ass. Hesitantly I stretch out one hand, pose it lightly on her cheek. Warm and elastic.
A bit more courageous, I place my other hand next to it. Press down on her yielding flesh, release again, carefully grope her ass. Move my hips forward again, touching her ass crack again with my tip. Electrifying.
Very aware of the naked Sergij behind me, I slowly let the tip of my cock ride up along her crack again. From the very bottom, just above the bare folds of her pussy, towards the depression in the middle of which lies her crinkle asshole. Over its puckered folds. She sighs.
I grab her hips a little harder, let my pulsing cock slide down and up again, down and up again, making slow and intense love to her crack and the hole at its center.
