“I figured you wanted me to stay dressed up for now, slut.” He wasn’t wrong. I hope you weren’t waiting long.”
Kitten.
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At 6’4” I had known he was technically tall, but now standing next to him my 5’8” frame seemed impossibly tiny despite being curvy with wider hips. I moaned louder and nodded. “Make me cum, slut. My stomach dropped as he approached me and a warm smile spread across his face. Now.”
I watched as he stood up and quickly shed his clothing, revealing a toned body and more tattoos across his chest. Right here. “Alright Kitten, lead the way. If you can’t, I will tie your wrists to your thighs.” He spat the words out as he continued to move the toy against my slit. I had wanted that from the first time we spoke about fantasies and I told him how I wanted someone to belt me across the ass and thighs for misbehaving. I knew in my heart he was right, but the fear still washed over me as he ran the large wand head over my soaked pussy, still sensitive from his belt lashings.
