Slave Gets Her Deserved Punishment

“I don’t need it...let me go...” Her voice is angry and desperate at the same time. BDSM He says nothing just carries her into the house once more the door slamming shut behind them. He walks past the couch into the next room not putting her down. He gathers something from the counter there giving her no view of the room. He walks back into the main room once more dumping her on the couch. He watches her land in a heap her arms still pinned behind her back. “Tonight you may cum or not. I do not care either way.... but soon you will learn to control your slit my pet.” His voice once more holds that calm cool menace she already fears. He can see the fear in the slight tremble of her body as he speaks. She sees his hand holding a slim package in his hand. He opens it fetish as he sits down next to her ignoring her gaze. He slides out three items from the box setting it aside. The first is a dermal pack which he peels sticking it to the soft meat of her right hip. The next item is a thin black collar of leather. The glimpse of the collar allowed her to see thin metallic looking strips woven into the inner surface. She tries to pull back as he unclips it sliding it over spanking her beautiful skin. There is a click as the collar locks in place fitting snugly to her skin. The last item looks almost like a car alarm control. He smiles looking up at her finally then he rises from the couch. He smiles as he slips out of his shirt draping of the chair next to the couch. Then he slips out of his boots. Swiftly his jeans follow along with a pair of blue boxers. He watches her fight herself then she looks down looking over his naked flesh. “Tonight you are allowed to look. Your training will explain a lot to you my pet.” His voice is no gentler than his hard cock lifting up to almost touching his flat stomach. “No, you can’t do this...” Her voice is scared as she tries to back from his naked body. “Let me explain.” As she listens it is then she realizes she doesn’t even know his name. “The collar can be a friend or a punishment.” As he speaks of this he touches a button on the remote. Her reaction is instantaneous she arches her back as he watches and screams. A low pulse of electricity flows thru the collar shocking her just enough to cause pain. He leans in releasing the button smiling into her face his words low. “I own you... no one will miss you my toy.” He moves to the side as he watches her he sets the remote on the table. He reaches down catching her by a shoulder rolling her over so now she is face down on the couch. He lifts her up moving her to the padded arm of the couch pressing her stomach into it. “Damn it no this is rape....” Her voice is terrified once more he just continues to position her. Getting her just right over the arm her feet hang just off the floor. Looking down he sees her ass cheeks spread helplessly as he picks up his remote once more. She starts to struggle when she feels him moving between her thighs she closes Big Boobs her legs. He laughs as they press closed baring him. “Just showing your mother how to massage a pussy with her tongue.” “I guess I just have an appetite for Tiadoa women.” Elena’s breath was raspy, her fingers were pushing inward, “I guess I just wanted to see you all feel a fraction of my shame, the shame I felt for who I loved.” “I am ok, I am more worried about what they did to you...and you why you here?” he said scowling at Jose'. I thought about that and decided spanking to see if we are ready for that night with all three limo companies. You'll have a busy day tomorrow then." As soon as Ace pulled out, Tyrone plugged in. I don’t know how, but teen boys can cum a river over and over, and after having nutted in her five times already, he was soon pushing in deeply to once more pump her full. As soon as we’re inside, our bodies connect like the opposite ends of two magnets. I had literally no clue what it was Megan was about to Big Boobs ask, but I already didn’t like the situation again. When I returned rather than laying on her front with a towel covering her as instructed she was laying propped on her elbows. Chrystal asked. What's going on? He asked me if we fetish wanted to head back to my place and I said sure. She just wants to tell Kim that yes, John is BDSM that well-endowed, but she just smiles and giggles to herself. The sensation of the hot cock in her asshole overwhelmed her completely; it was a sharp, unrelenting pain that never lessened, no matter how many men she let in there. At first he had some resistance as Anju caught one of his hands and when he put more pressure in bringing the straps down, Anju reluctantly let go of his hand. I was about to close my eyes when I nearly jumped from my seat from a cold sensation around my neck. That tight, hot sheath massaged us. She pressed the cold metal to Michaels bottom, gently swirling it against him.