“Please, sir, YOU know I don’t like being tickled,” you squeal. I keep rubbing your clit and my fingers start stroking against your g-spot, as your body tenses. Xxx I grab the back of your head, and help guide my cock to the back of your throat, causing you to gag a little. “Hmm, Master says, suck his cock,” I say to you. “Now, I want you to count to 10,” I whisper in your ear, “Master says so.”
“1” you whimper out softly, SMACK. I kiss you sliding my hand between your thighs. Please, please, please,” you beg from your knees. I reach into the punishment box, pulling out a ball gag. Standing in front of you, I push my cock into your wet pussy, placing both hands around your throat, I begin fucking you, long, slow, deliberate thrusts.
