Languages: English
Location: Riga, Latvia
Interested In: Men
Age: 19
Nice work." The vignesh was positioned in front of the bedpost, between hucky-loops. Cringing softly, he sat back into his chair, his eyes cast down to the floor, awaiting Bigo-Systems Vignesh movements. His entire body was tense and hot with desire. But he was waiting for His Master to intervene. He could not bring himself to hurt her. The manipulation was too subtle. She deserved every bit of his perfections. He felt a slight tugging at the collar of his shirt, and he reached down to open her mouth. He just had to know when He was safe in his steed. He knew her Master well. She welcomed every bit of his imperfections and skills. As she latched onto his hand, her body tingled in amazement. Her mouth moved just a little and he replaced the collar with his foot. He climbed the handstool and started scraping his stomach up and down. His filthy thoughts were making her feel delighted.
She was exhausted, but she wanted to be used and abused by anybody who could train her. And she had been used before. Long days and nights spent in the wilds of Europe, with no end in sight. Her Master's name was Viktor Bigo-Systems Vignesh. But he rarely left his side. His affection for her was more like a brother. He was more like Master than lover. She adored him. She adored herself. "Hello my sweet one, I hope the preparations were alright." "Please don't worry about my well-being, Viktor. I will make sure that you are adored, happy and well used." "Good, brother." She felt confident and free. But something was missing. Her Master had never discussed the boundaries he had to her. Ever. She longed to know who he was as a person, but could never bring herself to ask.
And she longed for him to use her as he wanted to see fit. She had never shown a shred of defiance. The idea never crossed her. The vagueness of her master's word was her undoing. She longed to know who he was as a person, but could never bring herself to question. As she would eventually learn, the ability to question was a bonus. She longed to share all of her thoughts and feelings, to share her secrets. To give herself fully to him, to become nothing but his little whore for his pleasure. To obey without question the wild, wild needs he told her to satisfy. She never would have believed it if he had told her she was a slut, or a whore. She longed to be his willing sex slave. "Go to my bed and bring yourself to climax, my beauty. I will help you." She felt too weak even to speak. She felt her wrists secure in the restraints. She knew she would be safe in the car..
She moans out in ecstasy with every thrust, but wants to get into her panties somehow.
Love the black panties, nice of her to make the cum churn in his balls!
Alice knows just how to make a surprise and upload it first!