Female Bondage Whore Jacquline Loves Getting Dominated

female bondageAs a woman who loves all things female bondage, I live for the feeling of being completely helpless and at the mercy of my partner. The thought of being tied up, gagged, and left to their devices sends shivers down my spine. When Rod mentioned his Christian Grey side, I knew we were destined to explore some serious kinks together.

One night after work, he surprised me with an entire dungeon-themed room in our basement complete with St. Andrew’s crosses, stockades, suspension frames…you name it! He had even gone as far as buying custom-made latex catsuits that hugged every curve on my body perfectly while leaving nothing to the imagination.

As soon as I stepped into the room lit only by candles flickering softly on walls casting eerie shadows everywhere…I felt myself wetten instantly between legs anticipating what was about to happen next! Without any further ado or words spoken Rod began tying me up expertly; first at wrists then ankles before lifting me onto cross so that my breasts hung heavy under weight pulling them downwards slightly exposing nipples hardening under gaze alone!

He continued binding various parts of body until finally standing back admiring his handiwork – a beautifully bound woman ready for whatever he desired next! His eyes gleamed with excitement as he reached into drawer grabbing out huge black ballgag stuffing it into mouth forcing jaw wide open making muffled noises escape instead normal speech patterns…then proceeded attaching leash connecting collar around neck leading him wherever The next morning, I woke up feeling sore but satisfied. Rod was already gone, having left for work hours ago. As I slowly got out of bed and began my daily routine, I couldn’t help but notice the marks he had left on my body – a testament to our intense night together.

I decided to surprise him by wearing one of the latex catsuits under my clothes that day at work. The tight material hugged every curve perfectly and made me feel powerful yet vulnerable all at once. Throughout the day, I found myself glancing at the clock eagerly anticipating his return home.

As soon as he walked through the door that evening, his eyes locked onto mine with a knowing glint in them. “I see you’re wearing your present,” he said with a smirk as he came over to give me a kiss hello.

“Mmm yes,” I replied breathily against his lips before pulling back slightly. “And it feels amazing.”

He chuckled lowly running hands down sides until they rested on hips possessively: “Good.” Without warning then suddenly spun me around bending me over kitchen counter pressing hard cock against ass cheeks making them jiggle from impact!

“Fuck!” escaped mouth unbidden while head fell forward bracing self against surface…one hand reached back grabbing handful of hair yanking head upwards exposing neck fully so teeth could sink into flesh leaving mark claiming ownership!

Other hand snaked underneath lifting skirt revealing bare pussy dripping wetness onto floor below…two fingers plunged inside roughly pumping few times before pulling out completely only shove huge cock deep inside balls slapping loudly off countertop echoing throughout room!

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