<em>Miss Indigo - Erica Adamsson - upstairs BDSM room</em><br/><br/>And with that, he was gone again… She had begged for his cock, but he moved away from the table and instead started stripping off his clothes at an incredibly slow pace. She could just about see him from the corner of her eye and her excitement only grew as he tormented her with the extra wait. A jolt went through her body when she heard the loud snap of the leather belt. Goosebumps formed all over her body as she understood the implication of the act. She licked her lips involuntarily as he rejoined her at the contraption she was strapped into.<br/><br/>His erection was impression, his throbbing cock moving with every step he took towards her. She growled silently as he operated the apparatus to further part her legs until he had a glorious view and easy access to her bare pussy. She moaned appreciatively as his tongue explored her damp slit. Her moans turned to desperate gasps as the limber little organ buried itself deep into her hole.<strong>“Oh yes… mmmmmmmm yes…”</strong>she cooed as the tongue worked its way around inside her.<br/><br/>As he rose again, she noticed another ice cube in his hand, and her eyes followed his fingers as they went to work on her nipple. She breathed heavily in anticipation as the cold teased and burnt her skin.<strong>“Mmmmmmmmmmm”</strong>she moaned as the ice cube further tortured her until it was retracted… And then it came.<br/><br/>A twin assault on hr body, with a warm mouth engulfing the previously ice-cold nipple but mostly, a thick throbbing cock spearing her entire snatch in one rough thrust.<strong>“Ooooooooooh fuck…”</strong>she screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice carrying from the top of the attic to the furthest corners of the basement and back again, or so it seemed. She felt impaled on his length and her nippled was as if it was on fire in his mouth. Her restrained body writhed and tremored all over…<br/>