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Added: February 28, 2020 |
Category: Domination
I am scared by chains. I am reminded by them . Maybe thats why my new Master used them to knock down me. I didnt need to struggle. My legs and arms were chained to a place, a crate from hanging keeping me. Im not certain why I deserved disgrace that is sexual. Its what I kept thinking as he fucked me profound. Im shallow and tight. He didnt care. He moved as quickly as he desired, pushing his penis as deep as he could. I kept pleading for mercy. I couldnt manage his dick. Yet he brought a machine that was fucking using a dildo like him on crack. I couldnt whine. He had me in my hair, holding it to deep throat each inch set up he owns. |
