I’ve always been a submissive whore to you huh? You were so rough and dominant on our first date. I remember it like it was yesterday. The way you tied me up to the bedpost with those silky soft ropes, my body trembling in anticipation of what was to come next.
Your eyes held a fiery determination as you undressed me slowly, revealing every inch of my supple flesh under your hungry gaze. You trailed your fingers down my stomach, teasingly close to my pussy but never quite touching it – building up the tension within me until I thought I would explode from desire alone.
When you finally touched me, it was with a firm hand that left no doubt about who was in control here. You slipped one finger inside me and groaned at how wet I already was for you; then another followed suit before thrusting them both deep inside my tight channel without any warning or mercy.
It felt incredible! My body arched off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me while you continued to pound into me relentlessly from behind – claiming what belonged to only you from that moment onward.
My body lie there helpless tied up tightly with force. Wrists bound together and fists bcound. Drool running down my face from the ball gag you shoved in tightly, barely fitting in my small pathetic drooling mouth. My eyes tearing up it’s in there so firmly. Blindfolded so I’m left with only trusting my other senses.
I hear your flapping away jacking off your dick. You slapped it on my body showing your dominance. I am there at your mercy, the little slut that I am tonight. What ever shall we do?