Sexy Bondage

sexy bondageI like sexy bondage. I like all kinds, but when it is more sensual my pussy is gushing like a fire hydrant on a hot Bronx day. My master was once the bondage king. He knew how to tie me just tight enough to cause some pain and discomfort. He got old and arthritis prevents him now from making those knots as tight as I like. He was feeling generous. We are in the home stretch of being together and back in the office again. He is vaccinated and I should be next month. As a present, he sent one of his associates to tie me up and fuck me. My master knows I am a bondage whore. It is why we were well matched 20 some years ago. He was a gentleman master, and I was a young submissive into bondage. He took me under his wing, trained me to be a paralegal, moved me and my little ones to California and set me up for life. I knew back then I would be with him for life. He has provided better for me than my parents did. Better than my ex-husband too. I have not always been the perfect slave, and he has not always been the perfect master, but we love and respect each other. I have been his office slave since 2000. He knows his limitations as an almost 70-year-old master. His associate was half his age and looking to take over his practice, which means he may take over me too. Master will not relinquish me to the wrong man again. He did that once and I was black and blue daily. Master wants his prized submissive whore taken care of too. Tony was into sensual domination and bondage. He tied me up and fucked all my holes without leaving scars or broken bones, just like my master. I have some minor rope burns and a sore ass, but those will both heal in a couple days. This may be just the man to be my next owner.

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