DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

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And the cuckolds who serve this kind of dominatrix? How I love my little cuck boys, you beautiful, inadequate freaks! You cuckold sissies. It’ h so sad how you need to watch your wife being fucked by another man, a man with a real cock. Not really that pathetic maggot that lays limp and pointless unable to rear its go get the the occasion. Your miserable and sickly little itty bitty clitty, that’ t no good to any dominatrix. We don’ t know why you just don’ t place back on the bed and rub it like a girl! But then you probably do, without even my permission. As your dominatrix I will exhilarate you as I instruct my fuck slaves to pleasure that girl who should be dearest to you. See her spread-eagled through the bed, her back arching from the ecstasy of being a real rock hard rod going through her pulsating cunt. Making you hear her panting and moaning, as she gloves her legs tightly about her new found fuck toy. You can crawl on your knees towards them. Look tightly as that man-shaft makes its way into her sticky gaping opening dripping from the sheer enthusiasm of experiencing what a serious man really feels like. Tune in to his rock hard balls boom up against her! Look how his arse cheeks deal every time he thrusts his bare back penis rough into her very heart and soul. Look how her eye gently roll back each time he takes her towards the edge. Listen to them writhing in pleasure. Watch them strongly. If you are a very good young man, your dominatrix may enable you to lay with your head within them when he fucks her doggy style. Her arse cocked high in the air so you can experience every wet press and catch the move of pussy juice in your mouth from underneath her. When he finally expends every previous drop of that hot damp creamy cum deep inside her loins, you may ask his permission to clean his prick with your mouth and you will be grateful. Then you will suck that stream of sweet testing squirt from her kitty. Don’ t forget that domination is my video game, so do not miss just one drop! Lick it inside and out and take every last mouthful. Then you certainly will thank him meant for fulfilling your deepest darkest fantasy and you will bow into your dominatrix like the poor and pathetic cuckold that you just are. That’ s the style I will paint with my personal words when I whisper inside your ear in our dominatrix love-making chat. Elaborate and detailed. I will make it happen for you.

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Nothing pleases me personally as a dominatrix more than to acquire you naked and kneeling at my feet, preferably with your wrists bound and a ball gag in your mouth and a blindfold across your eyes to cut off yet another one of your senses. The only way you can get me is by my aromatischer geschmackstoff or the hot breath by my mouth. You have to live with the fear of surprise because you never know what Let me do next. You can feel me as I enter your system space. Your olfactory feelings will tell you how close My spouse and i is. You can hear me when I whisper those special dark nothings in your ear. You can feel my touch but you cannot see me or know what delights may be awaiting you. Trust is certainly your only hope which has a dominatrix. Am I going to twist those nipple clamps or perhaps take that cock of yours with both hands and wring its neck like a chicken in a butchers shop at Christmas? Am I likely to squeeze those balls till a tear rolls down your cheek? You see dread is what I rely on and i also have filled many men with the fear from hell, because once I’ empieza got you chained and shackled sex czech, the world soon becomes my oyster. Oh how weak you really are. The many times I have grappled you to the ground, as easy as throwing away a paper bag. I just lay on your chest with my personal knuckle pressed tightly into the solar plexus and you lose the use of your arms and legs just like a helpless puppy. I enjoy you as you try to get your breath. I love that look of sheer stress on your face. Then almost all I have to do being a dominatrix is a quick swivel round and place a scissor carry your throat between those mean lean muscular legs of mine. My pussy rammed up against your face. If perhaps you knew just how pathetic you really look. It is so simple I could pick up a book and get in some much needed ‘ me’ time while I carry you in place until it meets me to set you no cost. In fact a lot of the time that doesn’ t suit me, but then what are you going to do to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ s i9000 when I know I’ ve got you. Do I allow you to come up for air? Very well I might if you’ lso are a very good boy, and frankly, being a good boy would be a very wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to people who annoy me or perhaps try to struggle. They usually live to regret it. Avoid the dominatrix and you are dealing with me. That is an unforgivable Sin!

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There are some items in this world that some people claim only dreams are made of. I would personally say you are my own dream and I, your dominatrix, am your worst nightmare, a recurring nightmare that chases you even through your waking hours with my own domination, my power, and worst of all, my sadomasochistic determination. When you are gagged and cuffed by this dominatrix upon that great iron understructure in my dungeon with your hip and legs spread wide apart as well as your ankles chained to a club. What actually goes through that empty little submissive mind of yours? You wait in anticipation for your dominatrix to punish you don’ testosterone levels you? That’ s what gives you the rush doesn’ testosterone levels it!? You hear that meet scrape across the box and that distant whoosh as the flame begins to flare. I could feel you brace yourself. Then there is the smell of that smouldering wax from those two red candles that I overlooked deliberately for you to see when you walked in and crouched in shame before me. I could see you looking out of the part of your eye. I alerted you, I miss nothing. I tell you to relax but you restrict with baited breath. I run my hand over that flaccid useless little budgie’ s tongue of a prick. Personally I prefer looking at an erect cock myself rather than a second hand pile of giblets that looks like it has been gutted from a festive pet. I wait. I expect a reaction. You feel my hands dance with those wax lights over your body dripping all those sizzling tiny droplets right on to the eye of that penis. It always stands to attention then. I can’ t think why! I wait for that sharp intake of oxygen to whistle through that ball gag. This stifles your cries if perhaps nothing else. Then gradually I just lower my stance bringing the hot candles closer and closer. I hear the panting. I watch the perspiration form tiny droplets on your forehead. Watching your cock in raptures with every fall of red grilling hot serum is such entertaining. I just love to make fabulous patterns and see your skin smart from the heat. It is so artistic! And then I talk you down slowly when your reduce torso looks like a rather distastefully decorated Birthday cake. This kind of dominatrix is always so proud of her work! But then obviously the real fun begins. My spouse and i couldn’ t possibly mail you home to your wife that way could I? My dressage beat comes in so handy sometimes like these. You can hear it ?nternet site tap it on the hands of my hand, slightly impatiently, just to give you an inkling of what might be waiting for you. It has such a wonderful way of just cutting through the air making that beautiful resounding sharp sound. One good hard crack right through the head of the penis and hey ho, all spending ready to go home and be the dutiful wax free man again. Perfect! In fact not having waxing lyrical about it, a great end to a perfect working day. Domination from a dominatrix at its finest!

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