I finally finished setting up the cameras and quietly made my way to the door. God forbid the neighbors hear.
After checking that the door was closed and pulling out the master key, I quietly went downstairs and left the house. Glancing at his watch he ran to the car. She should be back any minute.
Already jumping into the salon, I saw the headlights from the Audi entering the yard. At first, a long thin leg appeared from a parked car, and then the beauty herself got out. Katerina. The girl I caught a glimpse of in the store when she was trying on a new skirt. Damn those legs!
The girl passed by, not paying attention to the old Opel in which I was sitting. As soon as she disappeared into the entrance, I turned on the computer and connected to the cameras.
Here she goes up to her floor, unlocks the door ... I switched to the camera in the apartment - the door slammed shut and as soon as the girl turned on the light, she immediately froze, and I grinned smugly. Fear was clearly visible on her lovely face. Neat eyebrows rose to the forehead, and the delicate mouth parted. Frozen, the girl looked at the box right on the floor in the center of the corridor with a large pink bow. On the edge of the box lay a white lily.
She took a step towards the box and froze again. I could only imagine how her heart was beating at that moment. Nevertheless, such a gift made it clear that someone had climbed into the apartment.
"Is there someone here?" - she wanted to shout out into the darkness of the apartment, but her voice broke from fear and a weak squeak came out. In response, of course, she did not hear anything and, apparently relaxing a little, went to the box.
She took the lily and sniffed the scent. The gentle scent made her smile and my heart beat faster. It's always nice when your attentions are accepted with a smile, even when they are so... eccentric.
Pulling the bow and lifting the lid, she took out pink headphones with a microphone and cat ears on the rim with a smile. Expensive, high-quality thing, albeit made by the Chinese.
“What cute…” she muttered and tried on. Going to the mirror, she smiled at her reflection, then turned sideways and arched, placing a finger to her lower lip. I got up right away. She was so damn erotic and seemed so innocent. At the same time, I felt wild sexuality in her, perhaps for this reason I drew attention to her. Looking into the box again, she pulled out a package sealed with a wax seal. My humble message.
"Well... it's time" - I dialed her number and patiently watched the screen.
The girl flinched when the phone signal was heard and quickly ran to the bag.
"Hello..." Her voice trembled slightly. Apparently an unexpected gift with a message excited her.
"Hello dear. How do you like the gift? My heart was beating with excitement and anticipation.
"Who are you?" - the girl immediately decided to take the bull by the horns.
"Just a secret admirer."
“But it was impossible to just give, why climb into the apartment?” There was an aggressive note in her voice.
“Well, tell me how many men come up to you every day and how many do you reject? I decided to go the other way."
She went inside the apartment and began to walk from wall to wall in the living room. Obviously nervous.
“Don't be so nervous. You're safe if you do everything I say..."
"What more! I'll just hang up now."
I was waiting for this.
“Well, you are free to do so, but before that, go to your laptop. He's on your bed."
She obediently walked into the bedroom. And opened the laptop which illuminated her face in the darkness of the room.
“See the green light next to the camera?”
She instantly realized that I was seeing her through the camera. Her eyes widened in fright and looked like two blue saucers.
"Are you following me?!" she exclaimed in rage. "I'm calling the police!"
“I don’t advise ... remember what you were doing in front of a laptop last night watching a video called “he fucks her hole gently inserting his fingers into the ass, wild orgasm, a lot of sperm, watch until the end?” - silence in the tube, the girl is in shock. Her breathing quickened, and her eyes turned red, ready to burst into tears. She already understood what kind of threat would follow after such a statement and I did not say it out loud.
“You understand, I see… don’t worry. Fulfill my desires and no one will know what dirty movies you watch.
"What you want from me? I don't have any money... I'm not from a rich family... I don't have anyone"
"You made a mistake, I don't need money." I interrupted her and, after a short pause, continued, “I need you. Katya, I saw you and I can’t think of anyone else ... "
"You are sick! Leave me alone please."
“Oh, switched to you? I like it. Yes, Katya, I'm sick. You." - we were silent. When the silence began to drag on, she finally sobbed and in a weak voice full of tears asked - "what do you want from me?"
I rejoiced. She's ready...
"First, connect your new gift to your phone." She knelt on the bed and started fiddling with the phone settings, connecting the Bluetooth. I couldn't see her face in the laptop's camera so I switched to the camera hidden on the bedroom closet. It was dark, but the camera had a night mode and the picture was painted in black and white.
"They're connected." she said into the microphone of her new headphones.
"Good girl, now sit in front of the computer screen so that I can see you better."
“Didn’t you see enough last time, pervert?” she hissed back, but sat up so I could see her all in the dim light of the monitor.
"How can I look at you? And you're right, I'm still a pervert and you'll soon see it."
“What do you want me to do? I don't want to..." The confidence that had appeared in her voice for a second evaporated again. Poor girl... but that's okay, it's for her own good.
“Nothing that you haven’t done yet, turn on that video again. I saved it to you as a favourite. And proceed to what you did yesterday, only this time so that I can see everything.
"I'm not going to undress in front of you, goat!"
“Well well, then remember what happens if you refuse… how will your parents look at their innocent girl? How will your father show his face at the construction site tomorrow?” - her parents both worked hard and I knew that the girl loves and respects them very much. I was wondering what she would do. Maybe call them right away and tell them everything?
But here she silently sat on her ass and lowered her pantyhose without taking off her skirt. Pale pink panties flew off next. I heard sobs on the phone. She was scared ... I could understand her, and I even felt sorry for her. But attraction and lust were stronger.
Of course, I could just climb into her apartment and rape her, but this is the path of the narrow-minded plebeians. No, I wanted her to become mine voluntarily. So that she herself desires and feels that she belongs to me as a thing! I picked up the saliva and stared at the screen.
She had already turned on the video and began to mechanically run her fingers over her dry pussy.
“Clever, spread your legs wider. I see you are completely out of hand, you don’t follow the bushes. - here I was dissatisfied, so cute and not at all neat. It will have to be corrected.
“Sorry…” she sobbed into the microphone and I smiled. There was so much embarrassment in that word!
“Then I will punish…” I commented. Her hand paused for a moment, but then continued to circle. I saw that her pussy began to shine with moisture. Starts up a little... great!
“I see you are starting to leak. Does the thought of punishment turn you on?"
"I'm not starting anything!" she snapped and bit her lip erotically. Her hips leaned forward slightly and she took a deep breath. On her computer screen, a young muscular guy was fucking a pornstar hard in both holes. The pornstar came rolling her eyes and loudly begging for "more."
“Do you want to see you like that in both holes?”
"I do not want anything! Everything disgusts me!”
"Yes? Your wet hole says otherwise!” I laughed as she turned away from the camera in embarrassment.
"Rude..."
"Have you ever imagined yourself masturbating on camera being watched by a total stranger?" I asked with a grin. In response, he heard a soft sigh.
"Yes, it turns you on!" I laughed again, it was wonderful! She is so malleable, she has so much unspent sexuality ready to splash out. You just need a person who will reveal this sexuality. And I will be them!
“It's just physiology. I don't like it... ah... don't like it!" she bleated softly.
"What, soon orgasm?" Silence answered, only her fingers quickened her movements.
"Answer." I turned on my command voice.
"Yes... ah..." - I heard the answer that pleased me.
"Warn me before you cum!" I said firmly. The girl buried one finger in her hole and began to fuck herself with it, continuing to massage the clitoris with the other hand. A few seconds later I heard her rapid breathing.
"I... now... ah..."
"Stop! I removed my hands!” I raised my voice. Her hands stopped and reluctantly moved away. She stared at the camera in disbelief.
"What? But why? Isn't that what you want?" I chuckled. I could hear the desire in her voice and just a little pleading.
"If you cum now without my permission, I will send the video to your boss."
“Goat, what are you trying to get from me?!” she shouted.
"Listen to me. Sat on her knees. She lowered her boobs to the blanket, raised her butt and looked at the screen. She obediently complied with my demands. Her skirt was pulled up and I could see her bare tailbone...until she tugged at the fabric. It made me smile, but I didn't order her to get naked. The fact that she is trying to hide body parts from me even makes our game more interesting.
“Now she put her hand between her legs and inserted one finger. Don't you dare touch the clitoris." She furrowed her brows but followed orders.
"Well?" she demanded sternly.
“Not “well, and”, but “done, master.” My voice was filled with self-satisfaction. Moment of truth...
The girl frowned even more.
"Done... master." she said in a voice full of sarcasm and mockery. It doesn't give up so easily. OK.
“Are you laughing? Well done. I sent you a pornhub link. Admire." I pressed enter and her computer beeped with the received message. She got up from the position she was in and began to run her fingers over the touchpad. Click, click... click again, and then her eyes widened. She recognized herself.
"But why?" Tears spilled from her eyes. A terrible realization came. “I did everything as you wanted!” She became angry and then burst into tears. I clenched my cheekbones. I really felt sorry for her. But she must learn obedience.
"Don't worry." I waited a moment, admiring her lovely, tear-stained face. The mascara began to flow, but I saw only its beauty.
“So far, no one has seen anything. The profile is in private access and you can go there only through the link ... until I opened it. Will you be an obedient girl? - the girl listened to me with bated breath and then nodded, swallowing her tears and wiping her eyes.
“Yes, I will be obedient… please…” – pleading in the voice. Yeah ... what a thrill to hear her like that. God, yes, I'm definitely sick if I get high from this. Sad. But it is comforting that in fact nothing threatens her. Even though she doesn't know it. I am not a monster. I'm just in love.
"I will be obedient... master," I repeated her words with a hint.
"I will be obedient, master." she spoke softly. I almost finished with those words. After examining the darkness of the area and making sure that there was no one around, I unbuttoned my trousers and took up my cock. It became easier.
“Clever. Then be a good girl and get back into position, then put your finger in your hole. What should be said? - I ran my hand over the penis, watching how she again leans her big boobs on the bed and puts her hand between her legs, looking at the screen where the porn actors continued to play up.
"Done, master." she said. This time without any sarcasm and full devotion in the eyes. Of course I did not think that she was already mine. Run away, let me give her the opportunity. But she acted well.
“Now fuck yourself to orgasm. Don't touch the clitoris. Only with one finger and only inside. - she frowned and I saw how the hand began to work. Her pretty eyes closed in pleasure. Or she played for me. Let's see ... after about fifteen seconds, she opened her mouth in a silent scream and exhaled.
“I am…” she said. It's just that I didn't believe her. Before that, she had hard fingered herself and tore the clitoris, and it took her more than three minutes from the moment of arousal. And then fifteen seconds with one finger. I'm also an actress...
“Did you just lie to me? This is a joint, dear ... and I forgot to add the "owner" too.
"I... no... I really came, master," she began with wide eyes.
“You keep lying... well. It looks like you and I can't have a trusting relationship. Okay, Katya. Bye. I'll send a new link when everyone sees it. - and I hung up with interest watching the girl through the cameras.
She jumped up and clutched her head again, sobbing and wailing "no, please, don't!" I turned around looking for my phone and when I found it I dialed my number. I waited six rings. And when he saw how the girl in desperation beats her fist on the bed, he picked up the phone.
"Did you want something?"
"Please do not! Forgive me... forgive me, master! I won't do it again! I will be obedient! Please...” she cried into the phone, forgetting about the headphones that had fallen from her head. I paused while listening to her lamentations, but inside I rejoiced.
"What are you willing to go for?"
“What do you want me to do? Show chest? She pulled up her blouse with such force that several of the bottom buttons flew off. Underneath was a pink lace bra that matched the panties. Just great.
“Or do you like my butt better?” She turned around, arching her back and lifting her skirt. Her buttocks were two beautiful watermelons, athletic and firm. Juices leaked from her wet pussy dripped down her leg.
"What can I show you?" She finally fell silent as she turned and looked into the camera of her laptop.
“Do you understand that you deserve punishment for lying? And deception of the owner is a very serious fault ... ”- I fell silent again. She, too, remained silent, not knowing how to react. After a few seconds, she knelt down in front of the screen. Her blouse was pulled up and a pink nipple was visible from behind the cup of her bra. She was so erotic...
"How can I make amends, master?" She said in a very calm voice. Damn good...
“Clever. Listen and remember." - I decided that the warm-up was over and you can start teaching her the right service.
“Put this number on the phone as “master”, you must always pick up when I call. This is the first. Second, now your name is not Katya, but a whore. When you pick up the phone, you always say "your whore is listening, master," understand? - I spoke and saw how her lower lip began to shake. The understanding came that this nightmare was not for one evening, but that he would follow her everywhere. Well, nothing, for now, a whip, we will give out gingerbread cookies later ...
"I...understood, master." she sobbed again.
"Further. Go for depilation tomorrow. No hair anywhere below the neck." She nodded, pursing her lips. She was ashamed that she hadn't taken care of herself for some time.
“Fourth, I will send you your permanent mantra and instructions on when to chant it. Then you look. Well, the fifth ... go to the box and lift the bottom. There's a second present." She obediently got up and walked into the lighted corridor. Putting the phone down, she carefully and cautiously lifted the bottom of the box, and when she saw what was inside, she gasped.
"What? Why?" - without touching the gift, she again took the phone, but I interrupted her.
"Put on your headphones." She quieted down and quickly darted into the bedroom. She picked up her headphones and put them on her head.
"Done, master. But why should I? And why... so big? What a smart girl, she learns fast.
"Is he big?" — I was surprised. Like regular size.
“He... won't fit into me. Master, may I, as usual, use my hand?” she said, embarrassed.
"No, whore, you can't." I replied rudely, reminding her of her place. She dejectedly stomped to the box and stood looking at the red cock lying neatly in the recess at the bottom. Apparently he did not dare to take it in hand.
Take it, it doesn't bite. And it's not big at all, my penis is the same. You are preparing for this. Meet your new best friend named Red Dildo. Double name, like the red Indians. It's very honorable." I laughed at my own joke. The girl was silent, but after a couple of seconds she decided to take it in her hand.
"Heavy..." she muttered. And she began to twist it in her hands, examining and shifting from foot to foot. I chuckled.
"Drunk just looking at it, slut?" - she tried to remain silent, but did not yet understand that I did not ask rhetorical questions.
“Answer always when I ask you a question! And don't you dare lie. I see everything." - she began to look around and look closely, looking for a camera, but she did not notice it.
“A little,” she whispered, apparently afraid to admit it to herself.
"Excellent. Get undressed." Pause and think again. Nothing, I'll teach you how to quickly execute commands. After a couple of moments, the girl still began to pull off her clothes and quickly remained naked. Her big boobs swayed as her bra fell to the floor. Damn, she's amazing! The feeling that she had already given birth and her two melons were filled with milk, but I knew that this was not so. Real cans.
“Kneel down right in the hallway. And put your new friend on your cunt. Now you will slowly sit on it. - she obediently did what I say before, in fact, I had to sit down.
"But it's too big," she whimpered.
"Trust your master. I know better." - she angrily glared somewhere where she thought the camera was, but slowly began to sit down on the red cock. Here is the tip parted her lips. I heard her gasp. Then the wet pussy began to slowly swallow it into itself expanding. The girl was flowing profusely. Despite all the tears and angry looks, all this clearly turned her on. Thank you female physiology. When half of the penis was already inside, the girl caught her breath and she gasped again.
"The owner is hurting further... please don't." she pleaded again.
"Okay, that's enough for now. Start fucking your lover, whore, so that he likes it. - Of course, I openly scoffed. I had fun, I'm sure she, too, will soon remember it with a smile!
"Yes, master." - she said softly, rising and again falling onto the cock, holding it with one hand.
"Oh..." She closed her eyes in pleasure and began to slowly accelerate. Her pussy squelched like the last bitch, she was so wet.
“Do you hear how wet you are, whore? All this turns you on wildly, doesn't it?"
"Yes, master." - she answered automatically, most likely not even listening to me, but concentrating on the sensation of a member inside her.
"Admit that you are a whore."
"I'm a whore, master, oh..." she whispered.
"Louder!"
"I'm a whore, master!" she said in a loud voice, but it was not enough for me.
"Whose whore?"
"I am your whore, master." she obediently answered, already jumping on the penis, and I must admit, he began to fall into her much deeper.
"Repeat louder!" I raised my voice.
"I am your whore, ah... master, I... wa... sha... send..."
"Louder!" I interrupted her, and meanwhile she was already moaning at the top of her voice.
"I'm your whore, master!" she screamed so that the neighbors probably heard.
"Yet!"
"I'm your whore, master!" she screamed as she rode her red cock like it was the last thing she would do in her life. Her other hand went up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing it and tugging at her nipple.
"Repeat!"
"I'm your whore, master! I'm your whore, master! - Ah - I'm a waaahasha whore, master! I am your whore, master!” Her breath began to hitch.
"I'm a whore! Oh my god, yes, I'm such a whore, master! I am yours, master! Oh god, I'm a whore, master!" - she opened her eyes for a second and I saw in them an absolute absence of reason. Pure lust. How wonderful. She began not only to rise and fall, but also to swing her hips back and forth. Several times the cock slipped out of her hand, but never from a hungry pussy. She quickly grabbed it and continued, without ceasing to repeat the words.
“Yes, yes, how big he is, God, I'm your whore, master! I'm your whore, master! I'm your whore, master! I wa-..." She took a deep breath and opened her eyes as she finished. A clear puddle quickly formed on the floor.
After a few seconds, she exhaled and with a groan fell on her side, not pulling out a member of her hole.
"God, it's good," she whispered.
“You can, of course, call me god, but it’s better to just be the owner.”
We were silent. She is recovering, I am enjoying her post-orgasmic body. She was wonderful. Sweat dripped down her back and sides, her wet pussy wrapped her red cock tightly around her lips. She lay in a pool of her own juices, but she didn't care.
"Master, why me?" she asked, coming to her senses.
"I liked you. I wanted you. There is no other reason." I shrugged, which of course she didn't see. Well, I didn’t want to confess my love to her yet. It should still be a gingerbread, but now she will take it negatively. Or not... I looked closely at the screen and saw that she was smiling.
“Are you smiling? I see you liked it"
“Yes, master. The red dildo was great." - she rolled over on her back and spread her arms and legs, lying down in a star. The dildo was still in her.
"You're good at keeping him to yourself."
“He sits so tightly in me. And so ... cozy. she giggled. Apparently the remnants of a powerful orgasm. That's Stockholm Syndrome for you.
"Why is your voice so...artificial?" she asked uncertainly.
"Special app so you can't recognize me." I smiled. It's nice to just talk to her sometimes.
“So you are one of my friends?” - she already raised herself on her elbows again looking around in search of a camera.
"Maybe! Or maybe not. Someday you'll know. If you're a good girl." I laughed into the phone. She is funny.
"Okay, time to get up. Wipe the floor and blow into the bedroom."
"Yes, master." She lazily stood up and reached out to pull out the dildo.
“Leave. So go." She looked around again for a camera, but obediently got up and swayed her hips towards the kitchen.
"Don't drop it." I warned her. The member almost slipped out of her, but she caught it in time with her hand and inserted it deeper while groaning sweetly.
"But that's not convenient, master." she whimpered again.
"Remind me what your name is now." I started from afar.
"... Whore..." she whispered, embarrassed.
"Well, once again and with a soul."
"My name is whore, master." she said firmly, taking the paper towels and returning to the corridor.
“Clever. What are the whores doing?"
"Having sex for money, master?" - she answered with a question, squatting down next to her puddle and tearing off one napkin.
“You are right in part. They are fucking. Fuck, that's their way. As is yours now. This is why you should always be ready. The pussy is always wet for me, the ass is clean, everything is clean-shaven ... Got it? - she "hooted" and began to wipe, but I stopped her.
"Not this way. Get up. Do not bend your legs, bend over and wipe so that I can admire your wet pussy during your work. - she stood up and leaned over without bending her legs, showing miracles of stretching. I love sports. The dildo almost slipped out again, but she caught it again and pushed it deeper.
"Start fucking yourself again, whore, but keep wiping." - she obediently squirmed with a member in her mink.
"Yes, master." She groaned again and breathed faster wiping the floor.
The moisture on the floor quickly ended, but a new one began to flow down the legs.
"Quickly to the bedroom. Sit on the floor at the edge of the bed on your knees. Ass to the closet. Face to the floor." - She did everything quite quickly. Apparently he couldn't wait to finish again.
“Higher ass. Arch your back." I commanded her. She obediently performed, and most importantly ... smiled. She started to like this game. During all the actions, her hand did not stop pulling and inserting the red cock for a second. She got high.
"Do you like fucking yourself with a red dildo?"
"Yes, master!" She answered clearly and loudly.
"What "yes?" She hesitated for a second, but then she realized.
"Yes, I like to fuck myself with a red dildo, master!" - again clearly, but with a breath showing excitement, she answered. Good girl. I was pleased. But there must be punishment. Cheating is serious.
"Fuck fast!" - I commanded, and he took up his penis. Damn she's sexy.
“Okay, master…” She put one hand on her chest and pinched her nipple.
"Mmm... I'm your whore, master." she whispered uncertainly. I was afraid that without a team, I might be dissatisfied? I was very pleased! I love initiative!
"Clever, keep going." She took the encouragement with a bang.
"I am your whore, master." she shouted again, remembering exactly how I demanded to say it.
“I am your whore, master, oh God yes ... I am your whore ... master. Yes, yes, yes, I am your whore, master. - she fucked her hole with frenzy, and the nipple was so swollen that they probably could cut glass.
"Tell me when you're close to orgasm." I demanded and immediately received an answer.
"I'm close, oh my god, I'm so close... I'm now... almost..."
"STOP! Pulled out a member! She let out a groan of disappointment.
“Now I pulled it out! You are punished!" She slowed down but was in no hurry to pull out.
“Well, please, master, I ... I want to finish so much, I'm almost there. I will not fall asleep..."
"Not. Pulled it out." — I was unshakable. She growled and sharply pulled out her red cock, throwing it against the wall. Oh wow, that's temperament. Hot.
"Clever." I calmly continued.
“You fooled me today. For this she was punished. Today you don't cum anymore. And sleep on the floor."
"What? Why is this?" She was outraged by this turn of events.
“Because you are punished. I said so. You will behave well and obediently, you will again sleep in bed. But not today." I paused to admire her pouting look. She felt it was unfair. Funny...
“Before going to bed, wash your friend and do not forget to read the instructions on the computer that I sent you. And remember." - dramatic pause - "I see you everywhere." She glanced around again and quickly figured out where the camera was. Where I demanded her to turn booty. Dresser.
“I see that you touch the cameras, you will be punished even more.”
“So you will be watching me all the time. Don't you have anything to do?"
"I'm on vacation. I have a lot of free time. Don't go over to "you" with me anymore. I chuckled. She wanted to hurt me, but I'm weak on this.
"Can I have a blanket, master?" Poison seeped into the last word again. But I did not pay attention, but only grinned because she still asked permission.
"Can. But remember who you belong to now, whore. Your holes are mine, you are not allowed to touch them without my order. Understood? Repeat."
She pouted even more, but did it again.
“I belong to you. My holes are yours, master, I can't touch them without your permission."
“Now get down to evening duties, and I went. Kiss, bye." — I hung up the call and started the car still watching the cameras. The girl heard the car start and ran to the window. I drove out of the yard putting my hand out the window and waving to it. I don't know if I saw it in the dark or not. Doesn't matter. I was in ecstasy. Everything went like clockwork! She's on the hook, let's see what she does next.
She went to the computer screen and began to read the text that I dropped her. As she read, her eyebrows first frowned, then on the contrary rose. It was hard to tell how she felt when she read the daily instructions, but when she finished she slammed her laptop shut, took her cock and headed to the bathroom. I switched the camera.
The girl washed the member, then put it on the sink next to the creams as required. Then she took the body lotion that she used daily and began to smear herself.
“My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner…” she stuttered and frowned. I forgot. Then she went to the computer again and printed out the text on the printer in the corridor. She snatched out the piece of paper and went back to the bath and attached it to the glass with duct tape. I started reciting my mantra again.
“My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner. My forever wet cunt, my clean anus and my fucking mouth are controlled by the owner. All these holes are always ready to receive the owner's penis and collect his sperm. I love the owner's sperm... Pf... how should I know, I haven't tried it!” - all this time she smeared herself with cream and gently stroked her body as her ritual required.
“Okay, one more time. My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner. My forever wet cunt, my clean anus and my fucking mouth are controlled by the owner. All these holes are always ready to receive the owner's penis and collect his sperm. I love the owner's cum. I love to swallow it and smear it on my body. ” She glanced at the white cream suspiciously, but pushed those thoughts aside and continued.
“My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner. My forever wet cunt, my clean anus and my fucking mouth are controlled by the owner. All these holes are always ready to receive the owner's penis and collect his sperm. I love the owner's cum. I love to swallow it and smear it on my body. My huge milkings belong to the owner, erect nipples are his possessions. My ass is ready to take his punishment anytime, anywhere. She was made to be whipped by her master.” - her hands glided smoothly over her body, several times running her hands over her nipples, she covered her eyes in pleasure. It turned her on.
“My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner. My forever wet cunt, my clean anus and my fucking mouth are controlled by the owner. All these holes are always ready to receive the owner's penis and collect his sperm. I love the owner's cum. I love to swallow it and smear it on my body. My huge milkings belong to the owner, erect nipples are his possessions. My ass is ready to take his punishment anytime, anywhere. She was made to be whipped by her master.” - a drop of moisture on the leg of the glass. Well, she's wet again. Her gaze flickered over the Red Dildo and her hand reached out to him, but after a moment looking around, she pulled her hand away. She felt that he was watching her.
“My name is whore. I belong to the owner. All my holes belong to the owner. My forever wet cunt, my clean anus and my fucking mouth are controlled by the owner. All these holes are always ready to receive the owner's penis and collect his sperm. I love the owner's cum. I love to swallow it and smear it on my body. My huge milkings belong to the owner, erect nipples are his possessions. My ass is ready to take his punishment anytime, anywhere. She was made to be whipped by her master.” She had to recite the mantra five times before going to bed while she puts on cream and strokes herself. It was not possible to masturbate. And the last upset her now most of all.