Slut
Unable to stop this game, we agreed to meet again, only this time it would be different. I had been testing the water with her so far and she had not failed me. The little play full slaps, the gentle biting and restraint all satisfied me that Sara was ready to move things on.
It was 9:30 pm and I had arranged to meet her at an old secluded barn deep in the English countryside. I had already made my way through the back road eventually pulling into a gravelled road, which lead to the spot that I had found. I entered the building and lighted a few large candles that I had brought with me. The seclusion was fantastic, no one would visit here, and the cool misty summer evening only added to the event.
I heard a car pull up quite close and as I peered through a gap in the barn walls, I could see the silhouette of her fantastic young body. She approached the door and gently opened it, the hinges creaking with a decaying anticipation.
âClose the door slutâ I quietly whispered. She did not respondâŚâClose the door you fucking slutâŚnowâ I barked. Startled she did as she was told and pushed the door behind her. She was dressed in a short summery skirt and white top that framed her body.
âCome hereâ, she made her way towards me and the candles did their best to illuminate her shape. âYou are a good little whore arenât youâ. She nodded obediently and came closer to me. I grabbed her top close to her tits and dragged her closer, the material slightly tearing as I did so and with such force that her head snapped back. Gripping her jaw, I felt her mouth open and I immediately pulled her down to her knees. âSuck it you fucking whoreâ and donât you dare stop until I say. Sara took my cock in her mouth and began to suck me hard. My hands were resting on my hips and she continued to suck and swallow me for all her worth. âGood girl, good girlâŚthatâs right you little slutâ.
I grabbed her hair and started pull her and push her allowing my bell end search her throat. I could feel the little whore gagging as spit drooled from her open mouth. Pushing again I held him there waiting for the gag reflex that felt so good. âYou can stop now bitchâ I barked. She looked up at me and without any notice I grabbed some rope from behind me and began to tie her wrists. The rough hessian dug into her, not marking but still a little painful. Whilst behind her I pulled a tie from my pocket and wrapped it around her face forcing her freshly fucked mouth to become gagged. She did not struggle and I easily picked up her petite frame and carried her to an old table in the barn. Throwing her down I finished off the restraint by tying each leg to the table legs, now she was helpless to resistâŚ..TBC
It was 9:30 pm and I had arranged to meet her at an old secluded barn deep in the English countryside. I had already made my way through the back road eventually pulling into a gravelled road, which lead to the spot that I had found. I entered the building and lighted a few large candles that I had brought with me. The seclusion was fantastic, no one would visit here, and the cool misty summer evening only added to the event.
I heard a car pull up quite close and as I peered through a gap in the barn walls, I could see the silhouette of her fantastic young body. She approached the door and gently opened it, the hinges creaking with a decaying anticipation.
âClose the door slutâ I quietly whispered. She did not respondâŚâClose the door you fucking slutâŚnowâ I barked. Startled she did as she was told and pushed the door behind her. She was dressed in a short summery skirt and white top that framed her body.
âCome hereâ, she made her way towards me and the candles did their best to illuminate her shape. âYou are a good little whore arenât youâ. She nodded obediently and came closer to me. I grabbed her top close to her tits and dragged her closer, the material slightly tearing as I did so and with such force that her head snapped back. Gripping her jaw, I felt her mouth open and I immediately pulled her down to her knees. âSuck it you fucking whoreâ and donât you dare stop until I say. Sara took my cock in her mouth and began to suck me hard. My hands were resting on my hips and she continued to suck and swallow me for all her worth. âGood girl, good girlâŚthatâs right you little slutâ.
I grabbed her hair and started pull her and push her allowing my bell end search her throat. I could feel the little whore gagging as spit drooled from her open mouth. Pushing again I held him there waiting for the gag reflex that felt so good. âYou can stop now bitchâ I barked. She looked up at me and without any notice I grabbed some rope from behind me and began to tie her wrists. The rough hessian dug into her, not marking but still a little painful. Whilst behind her I pulled a tie from my pocket and wrapped it around her face forcing her freshly fucked mouth to become gagged. She did not struggle and I easily picked up her petite frame and carried her to an old table in the barn. Throwing her down I finished off the restraint by tying each leg to the table legs, now she was helpless to resistâŚ..TBC
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