The belt lashed out, curling around her ankle and sending a lance of fire through her body. “I’m your slave, Dustin. xnx “I’m your slave, Dustin. His fingers probed her buttocks until he found the pucker of her ass and he worked two fingers inside her as he tugged back hard on the belt. Her children weren’t minors. “No, please, I’ll do what you want,” she cried out. “Say you’re my worthless, piece of shit whore and nothing you think matters because you’re just three holes and a pair of tits designed to make me cum.”
As he loosened the belt, Bridgette repeated the words, burning with shame at her own fear and weakness, but even more ashamed that it was turning her own. She began to see spots in front of her eyes as her breathing was stopped.
