Bondage phone sex can be so good Master. The sound of your hand against my ass causes my skin to tingle. I gave up moaning in complaint hours ago. It took me a moment to realize that the handcuffs were real the chains were real and that you were serious. You slap me again and my tits lurch in the night air. The redness and welts along my body are apparent as you play your little game. It’s the look on my face that really turns you on. You know the fact that I don’t want to love it but I can’t help it! You tell me I am Bible belt bitch that always act like I don’t like it but in the end I do.
But I learned quickly didn’t I? This isn’t some Fifty shades of Grey bull shit this is the real thing. These nipple clamps aren’t toys are they? These are clover clamps. Best thing for maximizing pain. Slapping my ass again you tell me what you have planned for that little hole. My eyes are locked on the fishing sinkers and the video camera. I begin to squirm to beg! The weights hook on to the clovers to the wall over there so that my nipples are pulled each time so I know what it means for you to be in control! They create a pull pressure that snaps and controls my every move!
“Master”, I beg as you place your hand on my head and put your cock near my mouth. I understand you are my master and I am your slave!