Seems like an unnecessary privilege”
I moan into my gag again, knowing he is toying with me. Spice, he calls it, a legal form of weed. Please master, let your slave cum. The last thing I remember is his words ringing in my ears, before my orgasm takes me and I black out from pure pleasure. “Yes” I moan around my gag. “Oh that’s no good at all slut. “good slut. I hear him breathing, and know he is horny, and wants me. He bites down hard into my neck, my self control is waning. He loves my body, but as most twenty-something females, I am far from comfortable in my body. The very tips on his fingers, brushing my skin so lightly, so slowly it hurts. He silently straddles me, his breath warm on my skin, and covers my eyes with a blindfold. The vibrator, while buzzing enough to torture me, leaves me feeling a deep need. “Then beg. The door opens, and I quickly turned my head to the door, and I see him. My clit now hurts with how badly I need the release, the satisfaction. I moan, helpless, desperate for release. I begin trying to push the annoying buzzing tormenter out of me.
