Languages: English
Location: oregon, United States
Body Decorations: nipple piercings and a thigh tattoo
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 25
She looked so lovely naked with her little top wedged shut she looked as if she would fall in love with me. She had never been in a situation like this. She was the envy of a lot of dominants and I could tell she wanted to be fucked in every hole. I knew she would be in a good mood as she had been in so many a long hot summer's night. She was old enough to handle the intense feelings she would be receiving. I watched the tape for a few minutes laughing and pretended to be serious. I could see she was enjoying herself. She had been in a similar predicament many times but she always paid too much attention to her fantasy and would have gotten into it if it had been real. Later I drained the last of the ketchup from my mouth. I pulled the tape from my mouth. I sat there with a grin and knew she was very happy. I removed the blindfold and wrapped my hand around her tit. It was tough finding the soft flesh that was split in two by the ring. I could not bring myself to pull the ring off. It had become a symbol of her submission. I was proud of her and she of me. * * * * I could see her joy in the film.
She had shared the secret with her friends but rarely let anyone see. Now here it was happening to her. My cruel mistress was making a fetish of it. I took off my latex gloves because I was feeling the effects of ketchup and I dropped my own hand to my pussy because I was so turned on. My heavy breathing was becoming a problem. I could feel her breathing becoming more uneven as her excitement grew. She was having the effect I was too. Every few moments it seemed to me that she was gaining that little bit more ground I was pushing her. I could feel the wetness of her pussy on my hand and just as I was climbing into the harness she gave me, I heard a loud CRACK and then a soft gasp. I know now that that was the best blow she could give me. It seemed to me that all the pain and suffering I had put into this was leading to a little bit of reward. I was enjoying this very much. As she was climbing into the harness I had the pleasure of looking into her eyes for a moment before she lowered herself into it. I found that her eyes were gratefully open, not just with tears of gratitude but with the kind of look that I knew was lust and desire. She was happily gaming the system. Dom and sub both watching intently at her presentation.
The ketchup thing had been the most dangerous obstacle. It had to be a difficult thing to overcome. even a broken window had the potential to leave a lasting impression. If she could just close her eyes and think of the damage she had done I was in for it. Things open and close, good and evil, touched her eyes as she pondered the results of this evening. It allowed her to keep concentration for just long enough to feel the pull of her orgasm, an indication that she wanted it again. She might not have wanted it if it had to be forced. * * * * * * The guilt of being unable to protect her own interests trumped my own gratitude. She had shared the most intimate details of my existence with another, a man I had only known for a couple of weeks. I could understand her reluctance to tell me more. I could even see why she was confused. In her eyes this seemed to be a sublime responsibility. I could not comprehend it, but it had the power over me. I could not deny it. And though I was physically powerless to stop it, emotionally I had to bear the responsibility to shield this most personal of secrets. She knew I was going to the party, and so she could atone. I went..
Here's another of the boys here has been begging to fuck her like there is no better than to submit her to disgraceful BDSM fucking.
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He pushes her back and showing full nudity from a few parents and school administrators who believed Houston's presence would be distracting.