Submissive Whore leaves husband for master.

          Submissive Whore leaves husband for master. When you call the first thing, I do is tell my husband I am leaving. Looking for some fun with my master. I know what you want. Taking only a second to make sure that I have everything already hidden in my car, at the same time slipping into my sub outfit I keep hidden in my car.

          Pussy is already starting to get wet. I can feel it throbbing already. As long as I am going to be punished then I might as well play with myself. Getting behind the wheel I drive as quickly as I can to you.

          Running up into the house I drop to my knees before you. Lowering my head submissively. “Master, I came as soon as I could. I was bad and played with myself on the way here.” Seeing that smile. I know I am in for some punishment. Hiding my smile. Submissive WhoreAt the same time hoping it has something to do with sexy bondage.

Having a silky scarf quickly wrapped around one wrist tells me that indeed I am in for a punishment that is really making me wet. I can feel it running down my leg. First one wrist is tied to the bed post. Then the next wrist soon follows. Watching as my master binds my wrists. I pretend to struggle.

As soon as he leaves my sight, I realize I am on my stomach. A delicious shudder runs through my body. Oh, me, oh my. What does my master have in store for me now? Black silk scarf tied around my head. Hence making sure I am blind to his actions. See no evil but the better to feel with. Next the ankles are secured. Little shudders of anticipation run down my spine. Suddenly the feel of metal under the bottom of sub costume. Cool air blowing on my behind.

Shivering expectantly. Knowing my pussy is dripping. A finger dips between my lips. I know that is my masters’ touch. Feel him digging out my cum. Wiping it on my behind. His breath whispers next to my ear. “Bare bottom spankings are your punishment. Count them out loud.”

His hand connects with resounding thwack! “One.” Again, the hand. “Two” my whole body already feels alive. Knowing my ass is getting red with the imprint, while at the same time my clit is pounding and wanting to squirt. Knowing I’m not allowed to, I continue to count the spankings.

Until they immediately stop, masters’ weight shifts the bed. Lifting my red ass as high as I can, knowing master is between my tied apart legs, his cock quickly entering me from behind. Crying out I cum immediately. It was the catalyst we both needed. He moves inside of me. Spilling his seed.

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