- Joined
- Apr 23, 2018
"That's it, my bound whore," Cynthia call out. "wiggle around for me....I love it when a girl struggles.....I'm gonna make you cum until I drain you dry...."
In and out she plunged fingers in the girl's tight ass, the vibe buzzing away in her cunt. The rabbit vibe was a remarkable feat of sexual engineering, with a head that thrusted up down and around, rows of ball bearings whirling in circles....
"I always wanted to do this to you," Cynthia said...."even as kids, but when our bodies started developing and I appreciated girls, I wanted to have sex with you....now, you belong to ME."
She was paying close attention to the way Miranda's body was moving. Just as the girl was about to cum, she went wrounf to the front and knelt down between the girl's outstreched legs, removed the vibe and tongue fucked her until she was forced to cum, swallowing every drop.
"I'm taking you to work today so you can see what I do for a living," she said, bringing down the ropes. Exhausted, her captive slumped to the floor. keeping the girl's hands bound behind her, Cynthia pulled a bathrobe over her, dragging her into the car.
It was early so no one was in the building yet. Cynthia half assisted, half dragged Miranda into her office and from there into the 'playroom' as she called it. The girl was disrobed, placed in a chair, her ankles tied to the chair legs, another rope cinched around her waist and tied to the chair frame with hands behind her. A ballgag in her mouth was the finishing touch.
"your'e gonna be forced to watch as I demean and degrade my clients," Cynthia said as she got dressed in front her bound and gagged slave. She now was wearing a shiny black catsuit with stilleto heels. As she grabbed a whip, she gazed at the girl in the chair, her perky tits jutting straight.
"you want me to whip your boobs slave?," she taunted her....."maybe....if your'e a good slut....."
It took a little while to get the room set up and then a buzzing sound.
"My first client of the day," she said, going to the office to let the client in.
It was a black girl in her 30's, maybe 40's. Cynthia whispered to Miranda that she was a housewife that craved dominance but her husband was vanilla.
"you know what to do bitch," Cynthia said, whip in hand. "get those clothes off and get on your hands and knees..."
"Yes Miss Cynthia," the ebony girl replied. Once done Cynthia whipped her ass a multitude of times.
"Open wide bitch...."
The black girl obeyed and a ballgag was stuffed inside. Cynthia ordered the girl to lay on her back and soon the whip was leaving crimson streaks across the girl's tits belly and pussy. The girl didn't realize it until then that they had a captive audience.....
In and out she plunged fingers in the girl's tight ass, the vibe buzzing away in her cunt. The rabbit vibe was a remarkable feat of sexual engineering, with a head that thrusted up down and around, rows of ball bearings whirling in circles....
"I always wanted to do this to you," Cynthia said...."even as kids, but when our bodies started developing and I appreciated girls, I wanted to have sex with you....now, you belong to ME."
She was paying close attention to the way Miranda's body was moving. Just as the girl was about to cum, she went wrounf to the front and knelt down between the girl's outstreched legs, removed the vibe and tongue fucked her until she was forced to cum, swallowing every drop.
"I'm taking you to work today so you can see what I do for a living," she said, bringing down the ropes. Exhausted, her captive slumped to the floor. keeping the girl's hands bound behind her, Cynthia pulled a bathrobe over her, dragging her into the car.
It was early so no one was in the building yet. Cynthia half assisted, half dragged Miranda into her office and from there into the 'playroom' as she called it. The girl was disrobed, placed in a chair, her ankles tied to the chair legs, another rope cinched around her waist and tied to the chair frame with hands behind her. A ballgag in her mouth was the finishing touch.
"your'e gonna be forced to watch as I demean and degrade my clients," Cynthia said as she got dressed in front her bound and gagged slave. She now was wearing a shiny black catsuit with stilleto heels. As she grabbed a whip, she gazed at the girl in the chair, her perky tits jutting straight.
"you want me to whip your boobs slave?," she taunted her....."maybe....if your'e a good slut....."
It took a little while to get the room set up and then a buzzing sound.
"My first client of the day," she said, going to the office to let the client in.
It was a black girl in her 30's, maybe 40's. Cynthia whispered to Miranda that she was a housewife that craved dominance but her husband was vanilla.
"you know what to do bitch," Cynthia said, whip in hand. "get those clothes off and get on your hands and knees..."
"Yes Miss Cynthia," the ebony girl replied. Once done Cynthia whipped her ass a multitude of times.
"Open wide bitch...."
The black girl obeyed and a ballgag was stuffed inside. Cynthia ordered the girl to lay on her back and soon the whip was leaving crimson streaks across the girl's tits belly and pussy. The girl didn't realize it until then that they had a captive audience.....