I Brought My Lover to Fuck Your Hole and His Cum Will Be Closed in Your Ass with an Anal Plug
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The door creaks open, and the echo fills the room, your heart pounding in sync with the rhythmic sound. My lover and I step into the room, your eyes darting to us, fear and anticipation etched clearly on your face. I smirk, reveling in your fear, feeding off of your anxiety. "Well, well, well," I purr, circling around your bound form. "What a pretty picture you make." I can almost see the question in your eyes, the uncertainty. It's then I snap my fingers, my lover moving towards you, his intent clear. The night progresses with you as our plaything. My lover takes his pleasure, his every thrust into your body making you whimper. The sight of you, taken and used, it's inticating. And when he climaxes, filling you with his seed, your humiliation is almost palpable. I waste no time, shoving the butt plug into you, trapping his seed inside. I don't want you to forget the taste of your own degradation. "Keep it in," I command, my voice firm.
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bent and vulnerable, positioned in a degrading dog pose.
I've gagged you as well, stifling your pleas, your voice, rendering you completely at my
mercy.
I like you this way, helpless and waiting, your body an offering to my sadistic desires.
The leather of your bindings cuts into your skin, the cold air of the room causing goosebumps
to rise on your naked flesh.
I've left you waiting for some time now, anticipation gnawing at you, is a stark contrast to your
bound and helpless state.
He looks at you with a smirk, taking in your pathetic state.
The room fills with a palpable tension, your breath hitching as you await your fate.
I make my way over to you, my high heels clicking against the floor, the sound echoing ominously
in the room.
My lover remains by the door, watching, his eyes never leaving your trembling form.
The fear and anticipation is a delicious sight, your body shrieking, I ask him, my voice dripping
with amusement.
His response is a dark chuckle, his hand reaching out to trace the edge of your bindings.
The evening progresses slowly, deliberately.
My lover and I take turns exploring your body, each touch, each slap, each pinch serving
as a stark reminder of your status.
Your body becomes a playground for our pleasure, your whimpers and moans only adding to our
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