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Chapter 87: Hands On Your Back Chapter 87: Hands On Your Back Kingston

My playroom might be considered abnormal in the way that it was light instead of dark. Both the walls and floors were white, my favorite color and all the furniture and equipment were black. My playroom was a little bigger than the one Riccardo has at home but not by much.

Angelia looked around the room like it hinted at what kind of person I was, I had more furniture than both Marshall and Riccardo. Many of them were intended for pain of the pleasurable kind, or at least pleasure for those into it. Those who weren't, well then it would probably be considered torture. She shivered as she took it all in, reacting to the dark and twisted items in the room. I had an inversion table, gynecological chair, sex swing, rack sawhorse, spanking horse, pillory and so on. I had practically everything, the walls held different gears and I had a massive chest of drawers for both toys and other equipment. The room's whiteness brought more attention to the black furniture and made them seem all the more frightening.

"Strip and show me what Marshall had taught you. Present to me, little one." I ordered after I had, let her look at her fill of the room.

Her eyes fluttered at my nickname to her and she did what I had told her to. With slow movement, like she was drawing this out, she took off her top and shorts. I didn't mind that she took her time, I very much enjoyed looking at her. My dick throbbed and I squeezed it through my pants, all the while drinking in her sinful body and the skin she revealed bit by bit. I suppressed a groan when she got fully naked, it was sensual and molded precisely to my friend's and mine's desire.

Her skin reminded me of the picture Riccardo had sent yesterday, showing her tied to the cross with red welts across her back, ass and thighs. I had tried to ignore the text even as my body burned with raw need. That night, I hadn't been able to sleep before I gave in and fucked my fist as I stared at the picture of her, all the while wishing it was her pussy I was driving into instead. She braided her hair in a neat braid and knelt down, she presented to me perfectly with her round breasts pushed out, knees spread and head down. 'Our little girl is learning." I murmured to myself as I looked at her with an evil smirk.

Tonight, she would learn something different, to take my dick. I had heard from Riccardo and Marshall how tight she was and I knew taking my dick would burn. That one was another part of the punishment, to make her pussy hurt and then deny her the pleasure. Chapter 87: Hands On Your Back

"Whenever we were in a scene or bedroom, you would address me as daddy." I informed her, already longing to hear my title from her plump lips in her soft tone. She shuddered as a quiet moan escaped her. "Yes, daddy." She said softly and meekly.

If I hadn't had full control over my body, I would have cum just from those words from her lips like a prepubescent boy.

"Stand by the bed." I directed and went to grab the blindfold.

fond of using one, I never liked looking into the eyes of those I fucked. Although considering she wouldn't be facing me, that wasn't really an issue but still, I wanted her to feel me in all entirely and she would do that more when one of her senses was taken away. She stood tall as I came and threaded the blindfold over her eyes, her breathing escalated as I moved away again. Opening one of

your back." I instructed and she did so

knew she would look good in it, the tie was elaborate and enchanted the breasts. It took time but it was well worth it when it was done. Her front was an artwork of knots and rope. Her breasts were

me glad that I had said it. She was stepping way out. of her comfort zone, she deserved to know how beautiful she

help you to the bed." I said and guided her to the middle of the

body down so her ass was in the air and she rested on her shoulders and head. It couldn't have been comfortable but she needed to learn. that she would never

when the next part would start. I stroked my dick to full mast, not that I needed to do Chapter 87: Hands On Your

her punishment, I would take what I wanted while giving her nothing but desperation in return. Maybe I would feel different in the morning if she behaved. After all, I would have her until her

running down her inner thighs. I could see her swollen clit and I brushed it gently and teasingly. She shuddered at the small touch and let out a sign. Sliding my finger upwards, I found her pussy soaked. It seemed

asked, checking

to watch out for her and make sure she knew her safe word if she ever needed it.

hip, holding her in place. My first thrust was hard and brutal, like the ripping of a bondage. She screamed at the sudden fullness, there was a hint of pain in the sound as well. I kept still inside her, letting us both adjust. Her pussy was wet and hot and so fucking tight, it squeeze my dick like an iron fist. My dick was shorter than Riccardo and Marshall which I knew because we had shared multiple women in the past. Although it wasn't short by any means, it was

take what I wanted. Her wet cunt made it easier to move in and out, though I still had to fight to

at the feeling of her around me. No wonder Riccardo and Marshall couldn't stop talking about her pussy. It was

she couldn't decide if she hated my

stopping my harsh thrusts. Her whole body rocked forward every time I slammed

slow down." She begged even as she pushed her ass towards me. My little submissive was sending mixed signals, I gripped