“Fuck, Donatella,” Bruce said, looking around the room, “you have bondage and submission shit everywhere”
“Oh yeah, baby, I love a little bondage,” “You into that kind of thing?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, walking over to him and running my hand down his chest. “Wanna play with me?”
Before I knew it, he had me pinned up against the wall, his hand wrapped around my throat. “You better be careful what you wish for, Donatella,” he growled, his breath hot on my face. “Oh, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a whisper. I could feel my pussy getting wet just from the thought of what he might do to me. He reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the ground. He traced his fingers over my lacy bra, teasing my nipples until they were hard. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he said, his voice low and husky.
I reached down and grabbed his cock “And you’re huge,” He howled and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “You want me to fuck you, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I do,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. “Beg for it,” he growled, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Please, Bruce,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. “Please fuck me. I need it.”
He reached into the nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “I’ll give you what you want, Donatella, but you’re going to have to earn it.” He strapped my wrists to the headboard, leaving me helpless and at his mercy. He stood up and started undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest.
Naked, he climbed back onto the bed, his cock hard and ready. “You ready for me, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer to him. He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, teasing me until I was moaning and writhing underneath him. “Please, Bruce,” I begged, my voice coming out in a whimper. “Please fuck me.” He pushed inside me, filling me up completely. I moaned as he started to move, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he went.
“Fuck, Donatella, you feel amazing,” “Fuck me harder then,” I said He reached down and grabbed my nipples, pinching and twisting them until I was moaning even louder. He leaned down and bit my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin as he fucked me harder and harder. “Fuck, I’m close,” I moaned. “Then fucking cummmmm for me, Donatella.
I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. He fucked me faster, his thrusts getting harder and harder.
He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot on my neck. “Now lets get to work” he says as he smacks my ass.
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Bondage Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Your Submissive Lover
I love being your bondage whore. The feeling of the ropes tightening around my body, restricting my movements and making me completely vulnerable to your every command is exhilarating. As you tie me up with precision and care, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and submission wash over me. The way you secure each knot, testing their strength before moving on to the next one, makes me shiver with excitement.
When you finally gag me with the ball gag, it muffles my cries of pleasure as you take control even more deeply. It’s not just about silencing me; it’s about owning every aspect of this experience together. And when those first sensations start to build between my legs – that ache for release that only comes from being so thoroughly dominated – there’s no denying how much I crave this lifestyle we share.
As we dive deeper into our BDSM fun, knowing that these moments are just for us and no one else will ever know what happens behind closed doors…well let’s just say it fuels an intense fire inside both of us. Your dominant presence combined with your skilled touches make me feel like yours entirely; owned by someone who truly understands what brings out the best (and worst) in me sexually speaking!
The way you tease me with your fingers or toys while I’m bound and gagged drives me wild. Every nerve ending in my body seems heightened under your control, begging for more as you explore every inch of my body. And when we finally reach climax together – whether it be through orgasm denial or intense stimulation – there’s nothing quite like the release that comes from giving yourself so completely over to someone else’s desires.
Being your bondage whore isn’t just about physical pleasure; it’s also about trust and communication. You make sure I am comfortable but also push me beyond my limits at times because you know what I truly want deep down inside even if I can’t express it verbally with the ball gag in place. It creates an intimacy unlike any other where we connect on a level beyond words or actions alone.
In short, being tied up and ready for whatever adventure awaits us is one of my favorite things in life because it allows us to dive headfirst into our shared fantasies without judgment or hesitation…and let me tell you – those fantasies are pretty damn hot!
BDSM Chat w/ Eliana The Best Way For Experiencing Bliss
That moment of bliss comes when you have the best BDSM chat submissive under your control. In fact when I found this Master online and we connected right off the bat. First off I totally understand his point of view.
What is it that I found so enduring was his subtle power that came across. His strong standing that it really should be legal to own a slave and have them service him in every possible way. In some ways like an obedient pet.
Honestly my cunt was getting wet. As well as my nipples got hard and my clit was tingly. Something came over me when we talked about the times just aren’t fair as they used to be. In fact I am whole heartedly in the mind set that I should indeed deserve to e owned and housed by my owner like a pet.
This was really quite the conversation that led me to being the best little ass licker for him. In fact I rimmed his ass and my mouth became his toilet paper for that day. When he returns from work I will take off his shoes and massage his feet and lick them clean.
And those are only a partial of how I will remain his best and loyal advocate of slave ownership.