Your body tenses as your sight is taken away, feeling soft hands running over your shackled arms, down over your chest. You feel a second set of hands unshackling you from your bonds. Your arms falling to your sides.
Pushing my knee between your legs, my hot lips brushing yours, I tug firmly on your collar.
'This way boy' I whisper leading you across the room.
We come to a halt, your thighs pressing against the wooden table.
You feel warm breath against your ear, ' now my dirty little slut boy, you are going to be good for your Domina aren't you?'
'Yes Domina' you whimper, oblivious to the eyes watching you.
Gripping the nape of your neck, I push your head down, your chest and cheek coming to rest upon the smooth wooden table. I forcefully pull your arms behind your back, slapping cool metal cuffs around your wrists.
'What are naughty dirty whore boys for ?' I question you, tapping your ass with the tip of a leather crop.
Whimpering, you squirm
'Answer me!! NOW boy!!' I growl, grabbing a fistful of your hair.
'Ahhh for your pleasure Domina!' You groan.
'Shhh good boy' I say soothingly, stroking your firm ass.
My hands sliding around your ass, gripping your hips I kick your feet apart 'that's right baby, I know what you need' I giggle as you push your ass out.
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