I gasp, careful not to make a noise or move. He just stared at me. xnx I resist the urge to scream. “Are you going to do that again?” he asks. “Are you going to do that again?” he asks. The thought of touching myself makes me cringe, the punishment isn’t worth it so I sit there and wait. “Did I tell you to take my jeans off?” I try to shake my head no but his grip was too strong. He holds my head and pounds my face, I do my best not to gag. I start to unlace them then pull them off and set them to the side. I sit back on my heels. “Yes Master. I try to push myself but before I could his hand landed on my ass again, even harder than the first time. “Get up” he commands.




















