My Bondage Addiction: The Master’s Revenge

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So, my master had been watching my every move, and boy, did I fuck up. Big time. A lesson was in order, and I was eager to receive it.He began with the ties, binding my wrists and ankles securely. I was at his mercy, a good little sub. He spanked me hard, and the smacks echoed in the room. My ass reddened, he added a gag, and my eyes were covered with a blindfold.I was his toy, and he loved to hear me whine. The anticipation of what was to come left me dripping wet.

He whispered dark promises of vengeance into my ear, and I shuddered in anticipation. The slap of his hands on my ass kept time with my growing moans.But the real fun began when he bent me over. I felt the cold metal of restraints on my wrists, securing me in place. My master wasn’t gentle, and the pain was exquisite.He whipped my exposed back, and I bit down hard on the gag to muffle my screams. He pulled my hair, forcing my head back, and spanked my ass till it was raw.

“You like this, don’t you, slut?” he growled.

I nodded frantically.

He untied my legs, spread them wide, and thrust his hand into my soaking pussy. I was his little cum dumpster, and he made sure I knew it.

Good girls get rewarded; bad girls get punished. I was loving every minute of it!

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