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Bondage Whore For Discipline

Bondage whoreAs a mother and wife I have a pretty normal life. No one would guess that I am a bondage whore. But sometimes men who are in The BDSM Lifestyle pick up on it. That is a fact of my life that I can’t dismiss. My master knows this and he is lenient about a true Dom using me on occasion. Such a thing happened the friday before spring break. I had to meet with the Vice principal to ask him to stop picking on my youngest son.
In his office he declared that he was only helping him become a man. He was too much of a sissy and needed to be toughened up. “Don’t you want him to be a man like me?” he asked, walking in front of his desk and leaning back in front of me. And by god This was a full Grown Masculine piece of art right in front of me. His cock was bulging in his pants inviting a good slave like me to suck it. I was lost in fantasy when I heard him repeating my name. “Something got you distracted Robyn?” It was a tell-tell sign of dominance by him using only my first name. I had no choice but to become his submissive slut in the office that Friday. On my knees my hands held behind my back. The way this Vice principal held my hair and pulled my throat down on his cock! OH Fuck! It was so good. My pussy was dripping wetting my panties! My Master would know what when he checked my panties. My throat raw as the Vice -principal Slapped my face and pushed me on my hands and knees! Pull your skirt up, now bitch! And don’t worry, all the receptionists have gone to lunch. No one will hear you when I fuck that ass! I know you love a Dirty milf for some hot cock sucking bondage chat!


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