I ended up deciding on wearing a very simple golden cross around my neck. I moaned very quietly as I felt his hand slide up my leg, my inner thigh, and grab my bottom, his nails digging into the skin. Xxnx Read 37659 times |
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My heart raced, and suddenly I was wet. This was for his pleasure, not mine. “Don’t mock me,” he told me, his voice trembling. Ask permission to shower, masturbate, or sleep. “Is this my punishment? “Put it on me,” he directed, and I tried to go as fast as I could. I shook my head, not wanting to taste my cunt juices. I ended up deciding on wearing a very simple golden cross around
