Gagged guy is dominated by sexy mistress
Duration: 40min 10sec
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Submitted: 6 years ago
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Lucky guy is tied to a bed and given a fun time by a sexy dominant lady




«The world swam back into focus not with a gentle nudge, but with the cold, unyielding pressure of leather on his wrists and ankles. A dull throb pulsed in his temples, a chemical echo of the *** wine.
He was spread-eagled on a cold, metal-framed bed, stripped bare save for a flimsy red thong that felt more like a taunt than clothing. Panic, cold and sharp, lanced through him. He tried to speak, to form her name—the name of the sweet, serious woman from the café—but his pleas were muffled into meaningless groans by the firm black gag strapped tightly over his lips.
The door creaked open, and she entered. The innocent librarian was gone, replaced by a vision of pure, predatory sensuality. She was clad in perverse black lace that hugged every cruel curve, her eyes gleaming with a dark, possessive knowledge. A slow, wicked smile played on her lips as she approached the bed, her heels clicking a deliberate rhythm on the hardwood floor.
"Look at you," she purred, her voice a husky promise of torment. "My beautiful, bound boy."
Humiliation burned his cheeks hotter than any slap. She trailed a single, sharp nail down his chest, over the quivering plane of his stomach, until she hooked it under the slender strap of his red thong. With a deft flick, she freed his erection, which stood rigid and traitorously eager against his belly. He was completely exposed, his most intimate flesh offered up to her merciless gaze.
She began her work, her touch a confusing blend of agony and ecstasy. Her palm connected with his cheek, the sharp sting making his eyes water. Then she turned her attention lower, delivering a series of sharp, stinging spanks to his ass until the skin bloomed a heated, rosy pink. He groaned into the gag, his body arching against the restraints. The pain was a bright, clarifying fire, and to his horror, it only made him harder.
She produced a thick, veined dildo, slick with lube, and without ceremony, she pressed it into him. He cried out, the sound trapped in his throat, as she fucked him with the toy, each thrust a violation that sent jolts of unbearable pleasure through his core. She watched, enthralled, as his hips began to buck, meeting her relentless rhythm. His orgasm built, a tidal wave of shame and raw need, until he was coming, stripes of hot white seed painting his stomach and chest in a humiliating display of his complete surrender.
Seeing him utterly broken, glistening with his own release, she seemed satisfied. With deliberate slowness, she untied first his arms, then his legs. His muscles screamed in protest, but he didn't move. Her experience had told her the truth; he was domesticated, tamed by her hands.
She finally straddled his hips, her dark lace a stark contrast to his pale, spent body. Her hand, slick with his own cooling cum, began to stroke him again, a firm, demanding rhythm. He was oversensitive, writhing, but the gag kept his protests silent. She brought him to a second, shuddering climax, this time using his hot juices to anoint his skin, rubbing them into his chest and stomach like a perverse sacrament.
Only then did a sliver of tenderness enter her dark eyes. She gently wiped his tear-streaked face with her hands, and for a fleeting moment, held his trembling form. It was not love, but a possessor's affection for a prized pet. She was sure, as she finally removed the gag and he gasped for air, that next time, she wouldn't have to knock him out to begin another stage of his submission. He was already hers.»
«Just crap
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«Very hot...if you dont like it, dont watch. Its pretty simple...»
«Fucking disgusting ????????????»
«What's her name??»
«If she was doing that to me I wouldn't last more than a minute.»
«she is hot and the "young guy" is a nice looking young for once not a fat, bold or tatted skin head nor a ugly old fuck like me hahaha
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