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She always walks into the dungeon like she’s braver than she is.
Horny with her chin high, breathing easy…until she reaches the circle of dildos and candles, that’s when her confidence starts to crack. I see it every time. The moment she realizes she’s stepped back into my world, not hers.
She kneels because she knows better.
Because the rules demand it, I mean, she wants to be dominated and stretched out. And she knows Daddy would do that for her.
The first coil of rope touches her neck, and the shiver that runs through her pussy gives her away.
She’s scared!
She tries to hide it, tries to keep still, tries not to show how badly she needs to be controlled and choked.
I pull her arms behind her back, tightening the rope until her cunt is practically blue from no circulation. Not a sound, not a complaint… but her pussy is pulsing. She forgets I can feel it through the rope.
Every knot brings her closer to that edge, and I know I’ll have her squirting in no time.
Quiet, shaking, obedient, waiting for a command she’ll follow without thought.
She’s breaking beautifully.
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