My First BDSM - He Tied Up and Fucked my Mouth and Tight Pussy

Through my experience with my mom and sister, I realized that nothing turned me on more than taking gorgeous girls through the journey of being Bondage independent BDSM and proud, to realizing their full potential as an obedient sex slave. My mom and Kayleigh were completely broken it at this point. While they were growing to be sexier seemingly by the week, they were fully obedient and had completely let go of their former lives. There really wasn’t much more training I could give them, they had already become the perfect sex slaves. I wanted some fresh meat, and lots of it.. I knew if I did this locally at my house or the Dudley’s, then sooner or later rough facefuck I would eventually get caught. I needed to develop a safeguarded facility that I could use to bring missionary in new potential sex slaves and train them. It didn’t take long for one of my special subscribers to come through for me. As unbelievable as it was, he was actually a Mayor of a small town in the countryside of Turkey. He was known for being corrupt, and shared his own saucy stories of how he would take which ever one of the towns girls he wanted and have their way with them. There was nothing they could do about it. Like me, he loved the feeling of control over young girls. This fetish, through a friend, drew him to my website, and he explained he had been an avid fan. He just grins. “Ahm cashing in my win.” He murmured in her ear. "Discipline Time, ladies," Tom screamed through the tear. I loved Wahida while I gave Rizwana what she wanted. I really enjoy both. The facefuck girl squealed. I briefly fucked my mom, then she got me with all the missionary rough dirty talk. “I’m a selfish lover.” I looked into the rear view mirror to see what Julie was doing and seen she was silent and content. Her head swam in ecstasy, she had almost forgotten what real kissing was. "OK, OK, it's our turn now." I bent over with my back to him and my legs apart. As I turned to the side. So after listening to it, it was an hour and 20 minutes of the usual. The only difference was this time you could tell he was trying to get his and he brutally assaulted her pussy. Jon only had his vest on and me my short sarong skirt (with knot on my pubic bone) right until we got to the BDSM bus stop. Did Lucy know just how see-through her dress was in bright light and was enjoying the attention, or did she just think that it was slightly see-through? To Brock, I’m just a symbol to put on a flag. Walter Bondage explained - interrupting her orgasm. We settled into the tub with him sitting his cute cum filled ass on my lap drinking the wine and talking.