At His Mercy

fetish phone sex (11)

I just wanted a sexy pair of panties…and why pay for it when I can just slip it into my pants and walk right out? That’s what I thought at least. I thought I was home free, but I was intercepted by the mall security guard . He told me I needed to come with him and I had no choice but to follow him and do just that. Once we were alone in the back room though he pushed me in the chair and started talking shit to me. I was looking up at him with big wide eyes and I could see his cock was rock hard. He was calling me a dirty slut and telling me I was going to pay for it, when I asked him how he laughed and ordered me to strip. I didn’t know what he was capable of so I just took off all my clothes for him. He laughed some more as he bent me over the table rubbing his cock over my asshole and my cunt teasing me on which one he was going to choose to fuck as I whimpered knowing I was at his mercy but still loving every second of it.

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