She bites her lip with concentration as she dares to test the limits of her curse, raising one leg onto the bench, building the pleasure slowly; ~So as long as I obey the letter of my commands, I am given certain latitude in how I go about them…useful…~
“Enough!” cries the amateur dominatrix. “Then shut up.” She wrenches the dildo from the bound blonde sub, juices flying from the wildly vibrating surface, and shoves it roughly between the redhead’s slack lips. She moans louder, not needing to exaggerate her pleasure as she slowly, reluctantly surrenders to it, her shoulders flailing madly as a thunderous orgasm wracks her tight, sweaty body, blushing furiously as she collapses against her tormentor. “I bet you think it’s real funny, making people cry for your amusement, don’t you?”
“Cut it out Ci-” she starts before noticing her sub bound to a tree a few feet away, tied so tightly she can barely breathe, every taut muscle showing the strain on her nude and helpless body.
