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Knicker Licker Fisting Session – how it all began.  

Last year I bought a small holiday cottage in a beautiful rural setting in the North of England. The cottage needed a lot of work, so I hired several local tradesmen. The guys were in and out of the place over a period of weeks and I enjoyed flirting with the big muscular builders and carpenters. But the last thing on my mind was a knicker licker fisting session!

Everything was fine, except that I noticed that some of my underwear was missing. I was certain that a pair of my crotchless panties and some see-through knickers had vanished, as well as a thong. I know all about knicker fetishes from my favourite callers, and I quickly made a plan to catch the culprit.

Two days later, I installed a motion-activated camera in my bedroom. The camera sent alerts to my cell phone whenever someone activated it. Sure enough, I got my first alert later that week. I immediately rushed home and slipped quietly into the house. The builder’s labourer was in my bedroom.

A knicker licker fisting seemed the best punishment for the crime…  

I’m not sure who was more shocked when I burst into the room. Probably it was the big boastful Yorkshireman who liked to throw his weight around. He was completely naked – except for my expensive silk lingerie – and was licking another pair of my knickers as he fondled his bulging hard-on. Fortunately, I know how to deal with men like that. Watching men wank always gets me so horny but he still needed punishment…

I strode straight up to the builder and slapped him hard across the face. Next, I demanded to know what he was doing and informed him that he was caught on a hidden camera and I was calling the police. I also told him that the whole world would see a copy of the film. The man went white with shock and began to panic. I had him exactly where I wanted him.

My knicker thief was completely in my power and I decided to punish him with some knicker licker fisting. If he wanted my used panties, he could bite down on them while I pushed my entire hand into his arse. I ordered my new slave to go down to the kitchen and bring me a rubber glove from the sink. Then I told him to bend over my dressing table.

I wanted my prisoner to see himself in the mirror as I humiliated him.  

I took my time putting the glove on and slathered it with lubricant. And I told the wretch that he’d better hope that no other tradesmen showed up in the meantime. Enjoying his anxiety, I stood behind him and slapped his arse several times – as hard as I could. I thought about getting a belt out of my wardrobe, but a knicker licking fisting was a much bigger turn-on.

I slowly and deliberately pushed my lubricated finger into the builder’s tight arse. He gasped in discomfort, but I knew that this was his first time. It didn’t take me long to get a second finger inside him, as I pulled his hair and told him exactly what I thought of men who steal women’s knickers. As I fingerfucked his arse, I ordered him to lick my panties again and again.

It didn’t surprise me that my perverted little slave had an erection. It was time to teach him a real lesson. I squeezed more lube over my hand and forced him to take a third finger. This time, I really started thrusting into him, working my hand like a cock. As I felt his arsehole loosen, I applied more lube and began to ease my entire hand inside.

It took a while, and a whole tube of KY, but my knicker licking fisting session was finally in full swing. I showed the big macho builder no mercy at all. As I fisted him, I leaned down and harshly whispered that he was still on camera and would be my slave for life!

EMILY

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