Not having returned to the Atlas for several weeks, the preparation of my return has "mobilized" me a lot the previous days: buying new clothes (shoes, underwear, lubricants, stockings, make-up, etc.), I even did the last sales!The weekend just before, I spent my time getting ready: full waxing (even the forearms), neat waxing around my orifice and around my nipples (the smoother these areas, the more males want to linger on it ... and I love to feel a tongue wandering for a long time in these areas, it literally drives me crazy and it turns me on like no other), regular lubrication of my body, with particular emphasis on my most sensitive erogenous zones , numerous passages on the site "places of flirting" to dialogue and widely disseminate the news of my arrival and, of course, daily training of my orifice with my "toys" (always ending with copious drafts ...)On Monday morning, I prepared myself by taking my time: last check of my hair removal, possible corrections, abundant lubrication of my whole body, massage with oils until they penetrated well and then start to dress with my hair. dog clothes: black stockings, black over bottoms, my fuchsia tanga "Victoria secret" (very popular during my outings: it puts my buttocks very well in value ...), my orange dress with white polka dots, my dog ​​collar (with the steel leash) and I finish with my chastity cage (compulsory article to prevent me from enjoying after a few minutes at the cinema). My dominant contacts impose this accessory on me and I really took a liking to it to the point that I can no longer do without it. Many men do not know cages, it surprises them at first, it interests them then,Once ready, I took my bag, I put on a spindle, small sneakers and my long raincoat, nothing else. When I arrived in the cinema, around noon I was almost ready: I ​​put on my half-length blonde headdress, I put my chain on my necklace (already worn), I removed my spindle, I replaced my little sneakers by my heels and I took off my raincoat. I put my unnecessary things in my bag, I kept the small cover of my cage with me (to put in my bottle of lubricating oil, a tube of petroleum jelly and condoms) and I went there. 'welcome to drop my bag. It's always very exciting to go to the reception in whore clothes, almost naked a few meters from the street,I really want to expose myself in public, to start gradually and to carry out the conditioning imposed by my master from Marseille: This Wednesday March 8, I am coming back to the cinema. I will arrive from the street with my heels, my blonde hair already on and without my spindle or my little sneakers. I will be ready even before entering the room, I will just have to take off my raincoat and leave my things at the reception immediately after going through the cash register. I will walk into the cinema ready to be picked up and very horny because I will have been hanging out in the street with my stockings and my heels visible on the bottom of my raincoat. I will not be so “discreet” in the street that I will wear white fishnet stockings… Because, this Wednesday March 8, I will go out with my white underwear (corset, silky panties and fishnet stockings). Besides,To come back to Monday the 6th, a little before going to drop my bag off at the reception, while I was finishing the last outfit adjustments, a mature man came to me several times and he ended up ejaculating on my chest, soaking the tops of my orange dress with white polka dots. So it was freshly sprinkled that I went to drop my bag off at the reception ... Then, I returned to the screening rooms to start wandering around nonchalantly, to point out the males present and to take stock of the situation (average attendance). Understanding that the cinema was calm and that it did not seem to start too much, I went into the dark room (toilets) adjoining the large projection room (the one upstairs). Patiently, I decided to take off my dress and just stay dressed in my heels, my stockings, my thong, my cage, my necklace and my chain. I went back and forth in this outfit to the downstairs room. It's very exciting to go down the stairs with my bitch outfit under the gaze of perverted males who take the opportunity to ogle my arched ass accentuated by wearing heels. After a while, on returning to the dark room upstairs, I stopped in the dark hallway, I was joined by a mature man, he started to take care of me, caress me, search me, pinch my nipples, probably, or he had read my card on the site, either he guessed exactly what turned me on a lot ... he warmed me up well, then another man with a big cock and a big foreskin joined us, and he started to take care of me too way, a little more brutal (so it got better and better). This second man was joined by another, with a smooth penis of average height, but very excited, the more the 1st mistreated me (imposed deep throats, slaps, spitting on the face, search of the ass, strong slaps on the buttocks, pinching nipples), the more the excitement of the second rose ... he came very hard a first time on my face and very quickly a second time in my mouth ... meanwhile, the 1st man continued to mistreat me and 3rd man joined them and I felt his hands roam my body with precise caresses (nipples, anus, sex ...). Then, after the 2nd man left us, it gradually calmed down and the others left. Still in the same outfit, more and more excited by the mistreatment, I came back from the dark room where two or three men took me in hand successively and ended by emptying themselves in my mouth, on my face or on my chest. the first man continued to mistreat me and the third man joined them and I felt his hands run over my body with precise caresses (nipples, anus, sex…). Then, after the 2nd man left us, it gradually calmed down and the others ...

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