Submissive Whore Jacqueline Enters The Dungeon

submissive whoreDressed in a revealing outfit that left little to the imagination – fishnet stockings covering every inch of my long legs; a corset pushing up my huge bulging out tits; garter belts holding on thigh-high stilettos – I made my way through the crowd until he spotted me across the room. His eyes were like fire as he took me in slowly from head to toe before nodding once towards one of his friends who led me discreetly towards him through winding hallways lit only by candles flickering softly against red walls adorned with leather straps hanging off hooks waiting for someone’s flesh beneath them later tonight.

Inside his private back room, he wasted no time in asserting his dominance over me. He stripped me bare with his gaze before ordering me to kneel before him on the cold stone floor. My heart raced as I obeyed without question; this was exactly what I had been craving all along. He fucked the shit out of me shoving ball gags in my mouth, tying and belting me up so I could barely move. It was enough to make my pussy squirt over and over. His throbbing cock going in and out of my holes was exhilirating.  Could feel the warm cum dripping out of my cunt, it was hot!

As the sun began to rise, he released me from my bondage restrai ts and allowed me to clean up. He handed me a robe and led me out of his chambers, leaving behind an indelible mark on my soul. I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together; he had claimed me as his whore, and I would gladly serve him for as long as he desired.

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