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Languages: Русский

Location: California, United States

Interested In: Men

Omegle Brazil - Omegle Brazil and Omegle Brazil ended up fucking her brains out!

Another one came flying in close, only a little bit more so than the first. She whimpered loudly as pain shot through her body. He switched the phone off and put it on the table. She could feel her modesty as it was invaded even further. Another slap shot through the air. She yelped as a clap landed across her left cheek. She caught her breath, taking a cool deep gulp of the refreshing waterfall of water that she had been forced to drink. Her head whipped around as she felt another blow on her right cheek. A lower voice spoke "Stop draming and speak! You have to learn discipline from me. You make me angry and it makes me want you, doesn't it?" "Y-yes Master!" she stuttered. She couldn't move fast enough and the claps stopped, but the anger still reawakened. She stuttered in her mad rush to her knees. "On your knees, slut!" She dropped to her knees and decked her Master, her ass now proudly thrust upwards, crimson welts contrasting with her fair hair. Her husband now stood before her, still pale and bruised, his lashing now longer, bringing new anger to the already violent throb of his throbbing drenched body.

She fell to all fours, head still buried in her uncontrollable spasming cunt. Her pussy was so tight it hurt! A sharp crack came over her head, and she groaned. "Dammit! What was that?" Her Master's voice was hoarse, but told her she had pleased him. It was the most pleasure she had given him in days! She hummed in her euphoria, thankful for the comfort she now had from the throbbing pain around her. A hoarse laugh escaped her throat, and she celebrated. Their groins and their orgasms were the same, inexistent together, ebbing and replenishing, always the same rhythm. Inhaling deeply, Omegle Brazil took in her Master's scent, savoring the pungent aroma of a man born to the world of bondage. He had been an animal to her for as long as she could remember and she had thrived on the cruelty of her former Master. It had been years since she had last had been touched there, and she had learned to take pride in her work and her former Master was proud of it. She could not see him from behind or behind the bars, but she knew he was proud of her and would do what ever was asked of him. That is why she felt such shame and such disgust at her former Master's malignancy. She knew he was bitter towards her, even resentful, but she knew he loved her, cherished her and was eternally grateful for her service. It was all she had ever wanted. It had taken a lot to achieve it, and she hoped she could someday own him and lead him to her destiny.

That is what she was hoping for. She began to walk slowly and made a deliberate turn to turn away from her former Master. He cringed to hear her words and his anger boiled over him. He had never been a nice master to his slaves, never had to be. But he had always known that Viv would succeed and he had been amazed at her drive and dedication to him. He knew she wanted to be with him, for him to make her his to serve him. She had risked everything to bring him to the point where he was her Master. He was proud of her and he would give her the most respect if she would be his. But he could see that she was on the edge and knew where she were heading. She had to prove herself to him. He could feel her nervousness and see the tremors as her pussy began to quiver and her muscles began to quiver with desire. "Stand up straight," he said softly. "Close your eyes. Remain still..

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