Coffee shop Part 2

 His eyes grew wide when he saw me hold out my rope. I could see how scared he was getting. But … he was still a man. Thinking with the wrong head!  He was too scared to make a sound. Which made it easier for me. I stripped him down then started tying him up. His wrists, his calves. So he couldn’t move. “Don’t be scared. I’ll be as gentle as I can.” He closed his eyes and a tear ran down his dimply cheek. I rolled my eyes. So sensitive.

I took my clothes off and sucked his wee virgin dick until he was hard. He didn’t want this. But the dick wants what the dick wants. It has a mind of its own. After he was hard, I spit a wad of saliva on his mushroom tip and rubbed it in to make him nice and wet, and I slid my tight cunt over him. I didn’t want to take too long. In case his boss showed up to make sure he had closed up. So I fucked his little dick fast and hard. Bouncing on top of him like a trampoline. Even though I knew he didn’t want this, he still couldn’t resist staring at my titties, which were jiggling all over the place as I fucked him so fast and hard. I felt him getting ready to cum. I kept slamming my tight wet pussy onto his hard little cock until I felt him fill my cunt up with slime. I got off of him and pulled him upright. I tied my rope on a thick pipe above us, then instructed him to stand up on a table that was beneath it. He shook his head. So I shoved a towel in his mouth, grabbed a rather large kitchen knife, and slit his small little dick shaft. He tried to scream. But then he obeyed. I watched the blood from his dick pour onto the floor and giggled. Ha. Dick blood. That’s funny.!  He moved for me now! Scampering up on the table. What shall I do now? Like any good horror movie.. he is no longer a virgin. So I am free to do anything I want!

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