Dear Readers, Its is dateline Montreal during Fetish Weekend Mistress @JeanBardot has little fun before her transformation of Steffy the Rubberdoll stage show...
ON THE WAY TO SHOW:
Outside the door Sister Jean Bardot carefully adjusted her nun's habit. It just would not do for a woman of her station in life to look careless – ever. The rubber object known as Steffy the Rubberdoll was to be her sixth and crowning conquest - and live on stage at that during LATEXTACY
"One never knows when one might meet her next victim, does one?" she thought to herself, subconsciously sneering.
A little unsteady from Rubber Sister Jean Bardot walked down the open hotel corridor gazing at the moon slowly blinking past the stone arches and columns of the covered walkway. Her occasionally wobbly 6 inch heels echoed on the beige textured quarry tile smelling of a recent rain. The sexy come-fuck-me heels belying the conservative garments of her order. The line of stone columns and arches reminded her of the ancient arcade of the secluded cloister near the Twin Cities where she received her novitiate training...6 years of training...6 long years of her order's enforced catholic guilt and order that she was determined to make up.
Walking along Sister of Latex Jean Bardot felt her slippery upper thighs caressing each other. She trembled and felt the growing patches of goosebumps on each creeping upwards toward her pussy. Wobbling again Jean Bardot had to briefly steady herself with her hand against a stone column before continuing on...her latex and power was just so erotic!
As her hedonistic night waned the hazy full moon was beginning to set and filled the Montreal's corner of a peaceful sky. Finally at her event limousine Sister of Latex JeanBardot bent over fishing around for the keys hidden deep inside the wheel well. She found them safely tucked away in their magnetic metallic box. Keys safely in hand she returned the little box to its hiding place.
The nun thumbed the pink plastic remote relaxing the Roll's Royce's electronic locks and triggering flashing yellow parking lights.
LOCKED IN THE FRONT SEAT
"Chirp. Chirp."
Our famous Mistress and Rubber Nun Jean Bardot climbed up into the driver's seat causing the shining silver wheel of her Royals Royce Phantom to collide with long dangling earrings to swing and briefly tinkle together.
She loved the way those hidden long earrings secretly touched her sensitive neck under the order's black veil. She settled her big ass in the bucket seat pulling the shoulder belt down and across her chest. She also loved the way that the wide piece of safety webbing separated her big tits always causing her nipples to tighten to full horny attention.
Now, to further add to her night's driving pleasure, Sister Jean Bardot felt the creamy wet evidence of her latest erotic sin beginning to ooze steadily from her swollen sore pussy. A broad smile quickly spread across her face.
She loved the way those hidden long earrings secretly touched her sensitive neck under the order's black veil. She settled her big ass in the bucket seat pulling the shoulder belt down and across her chest. She also loved the way that the wide piece of safety webbing separated her big tits always causing her nipples to tighten to full horny attention.
Now, to further add to her night's driving pleasure, Sister Jean Bardot felt the creamy wet evidence of her latest erotic sin beginning to ooze steadily from her swollen sore pussy. A broad smile quickly spread across her face.
"Damn! That was some...Fucking!...HOT!...FUN! MORE!" she enthused aloud to no one.
Jean Bardot suddenly couldn't resist a primal urge and raised her long black skirt past her knees seeking some of the escaping slippery she-cum with a long manicured nail. She shivered in her warming seat as she lifted a leg and slid in past her happy little clit inserting deep into her oozing cunt.
Quickly glancing around the parking lot the wanton sister raised her knee higher and hunched over the steering wheel. She pushed in another finger growling with pleasure through clenched teeth.
"Oh...MY! I am just so horny!" Jean Bardot gasped as the spent cum and her sticky juices came suddenly flooding out coating her probing fingers and tiny latex palm.
"Ummmm..." she groaned slipping her fingers free.
Kinky and aroused Jean Bardot carefully raised the lovely lusty mess to her nostrils and inhaled...deeply.
"Oh my GAWD! I simply LOVE the smell of my sated cooling cum! Yummy!" she said feeling a little dizzy from the heady scent.
Suddenly, Jeans moment of ecstasy was rudely interrupted by a knock on the tinted window of her rented Royce.
"Ah Madame Jean is time for your show everyone is waiting...." Said Steffy the Rubberdoll outside while sweating in her latex cowl and maske!
Jean was about to lash out at slave Stephan ( aka the rubber object Steffy the Rubberdoll) for interrupting her magic erotic moment. She instead sighed and utter 'bitch' quietly under her breath.
She next bravely grabbed her stilettos and her nun's habit.
"The show must go on..." - Mistress Jean Bardot!!!
Is that for me Sister Jean? Its so big 8)
Make me cum slut! - Jean Bardot
ON STAGE AT LATEXTACY WITH STEFFY!!
Is that for me Sister Jean? Its so big 8)
Make me cum slut! - Jean Bardot
ON STAGE AT LATEXTACY WITH STEFFY!!
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ON WITH THE SHOW!
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MONTREAL FETISH WEEKEND 2007
MONTREAL FETISH WEEKEND 2007
Warning: All models over 18 years of age. Adults only over 18 years #XXX #BDSM #FETISH content. This story is complete fiction of course, pets. ;)
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