Languages: English, French
Location: CandyWorld
Body Decorations: My booty is my everything
Smokes/Drinks: Sometimes both
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples
Age: 20
Body Type: Slim
He sits back and relaxes in his chair, riposted by the maid. That's where I come from, you see. It's a good place to be, you see. Delivering water is my specialty. And you asked for it! Wow, I can get under your hot little skirt and come up to the cunt that just won't quit. She comes over and slaps his face, hard, telling him to lick her more. She lets him lick her cunt a few minutes, lubricating it with KY. And then she moves to his collar. I don't let him collar me in my mind. What I do is on my skin. At first the mind makes me pass out. My hands are wrapped around the hanger holding the leash and pulling it high and away from my skin. At first the caning just misses my skin. I stagger down the hall, barely upright, breathing through my nose. The caning cuts cleanly across one shoulder. My thigh has swollen almost painfully and flow off into the next.
I tip toe to the next alley to the right. Again the caning has no effect. A little further down the hall I hear a sharp intake of air. The maid takes a job from another woman and passes out while laboriously unboxing my knuckles. My hands are distracted as I'm beaten senseless. A firm hand on my head pulls me upright. Another hand comes down hard on my bottom, fastening leather cuffs to my wrists and pulling them tight. The maid, the taller blonde, is pushing me forward. She pushes me up against the wall, pinning me. My back is arching and my butt is in the air, ready and willing. Both women are laughing maniacally at my expense. A generous offer is made for use of the ladies room. I groan, tears of gratitude flooding. I still cling to my ankles, but the cuffs are the least of my problems. I am told to put on the laces. Two women come forward to help me. But they are too inexperienced and inept to understand my discomfort.
I feel as if I've been run over by a car. The restraints hurt and the clamps are painful. A third woman, white, fresh off the boat, comes to the rescue. She makes my nipples shrink. It makes them pucker and makes me cry out. Her tender fingers work over my sternum. Finally, a fourth woman comes forward and tenderly licks my welted and sore skin. The blonde, the Librarian, seems to work best with the laces. She makes me one pucker. I hear the clangs and the teeth. But it's all a dream. All that remains is in my mind. Dead inside, I pant, and groan. Breathlessly, I realize that I am going blind. My worst fears have become my best desires. I try to shake off the next crushing blow..
Watch as this dirty cheating slut wife polishes his pole and has her pussy penetrated by the thick strap-on.
Finally she gets too horny to control their dirty sexual urges.
My handjob ended up with hot jizz on her belly.