With careful little movements Brad turned toward her as she slowly opened her closet door. What he saw was shoes...shoes everywhere, more shoes than he had ever seen in his life. Boots and boots and more boots - in black and white and beige, leather and latex and wool. Some with heels, some without. Some high, some low. And stiletto heels, some 7 inches, some less. He gasped and said, "Jesus Christ, that's a lot of shoes."
Katrina was a true evil sadist, she used to just like to sit and watch Tanya rip men apart, and she'd also instilled many man-hating virtues into the young girl. Katrina was in her early 30s, more built, tough, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Reflecting back, Katrina may have been a lesbian. At the very least, she was a supremacist and a man-hater.
I guess I forgot to mention the strapon. You see, while this is happening, I will be fucking you in the ass. Fucking you hard -- to distract you -- while you perform the duty of licking, sucking, and lapping at Sarah's pussy.
I was lost in it for that time, striking him with slow deliberation, decorating his skin with precious marks that illuminated beautifully against the darkness in the room. His breathing came in ragged gasps, he buried his face deeper and deeper into the sheets, his shuddering eventually turning into whimpering, and the whimpering eventually turning into yelps of pain. He gripped the chains so hard with his hands that his knuckles turned white. His breathing came in loud, ragged gasps and he half sobbed against the sheets as I continued, farther, farther.
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I pulled him by the hips to back him up, made him bend over, but ordered him to keep his palms flat against the glass and to keep watching, to never close his eyes, and to never look away. I wanted to humiliate him, to make him watch me fuck his ass and treat him like a whore.
Having a man – no matter how charming – so far up your ass that you can’t take a shit without having him offer to wipe becomes absolutely intolerable after about ten minutes.
His abduction had been planned for a month. When I finally had him there before me, cowering, there was nothing that would stop me. I knew what I wanted, no matter how ruthless and degrading. I knew I had to do something to him to truly prove to him what he was to me. Perhaps […]
Good morning my corporate slut, A simple blindfold could lead to so, so much trouble for you. I may visit you innocently one day soon – almost too sweet, affectionate. Just a nice little afternoon lunch break maybe, stopping by your office to visit – chat with you, grab a quick bite to eat. But […]
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.