I've had him under lock and key for so long, he's leaking and so desperate. But what if I were to say the only way I would let him out, is if he agreed to being locked for life? Would he enjoy the slick pumping of My latex glove once he was free. Taunting him with seductive wordplay that has him panting and producing pre-cum. I distract him from the reality of it all throughout... that just because I allowed him the pleasure of being unlocked, doesn't mean I'm not going to ruin the orgasm I extract from him. Nor does it mean I'm not going to give him post orgasm torment within his come down. And now that I'm done with him? He WILL be locked for life.

I've had him under lock and key for so long, he's leaking and so desperate. But what if I were to say the only way I would let him out, is if he agreed to being locked for life? Would he enjoy the slick pumping of My latex glove once he was free. Taunting him with seductive wordplay that has him panting and producing pre-cum. I distract him from the reality of it all throughout... that just because I allowed him the pleasure of being unlocked, doesn't mean I'm not going to ruin the orgasm I extract from him. Nor does it mean I'm not going to give him post orgasm torment within his come down. And now that I'm done with him? He WILL be locked for life.

Stringing up this latex gimp, I've made Myself My very own piece of fuck meat to stuff and fill. I lube up a fat strap on cock for the occasion, loving the look of him dangling as I pound into him balls deep. I even have handle bars above to reach for to get in even deeper. Fucking his literal GUTS! Once I've worn him out I switch positions as I'm not done with him. He is on his toes, bent over, getting railed against a piece of furniture he would love to take mercy into. And just as he feels broken, unable to take anymore. I put him in the most strenuous position of all: a vicious, soul snatching pile driver.

Stringing up this latex gimp, I've made Myself My very own piece of fuck meat to stuff and fill. I lube up a fat strap on cock for the occasion, loving the look of him dangling as I pound into him balls deep. I even have handle bars above to reach for to get in even deeper. Fucking his literal GUTS! Once I've worn him out I switch positions as I'm not done with him. He is on his toes, bent over, getting railed against a piece of furniture he would love to take mercy into. And just as he feels broken, unable to take anymore. I put him in the most strenuous position of all: a vicious, soul snatching pile driver.

I haven't been balls deep in gimp ass all day at the dungeon, and My strap on cock is hard & eager. I've strapped this piece of meat to a slab of bondage furniture, binding his legs spread wide and open for Me. I stroke My strap-on that dangles in between My legs, heavy; in anticipation. Lubing it up and diving into his hole. I am ruthless as I pound away, giving him little to no warm up before hand. I love watching Myself and his expression in the mirror, sticking My fingers down his throat and prying his mouth open as I slam deeper and deeper inside. The gimp groans as I show his asshole no mercy. Never easing up. Only fucking his hole harder and harder...

I haven't been balls deep in gimp ass all day at the dungeon, and My strap on cock is hard & eager. I've strapped this piece of meat to a slab of bondage furniture, binding his legs spread wide and open for Me. I stroke My strap-on that dangles in between My legs, heavy; in anticipation. Lubing it up and diving into his hole. I am ruthless as I pound away, giving him little to no warm up before hand. I love watching Myself and his expression in the mirror, sticking My fingers down his throat and prying his mouth open as I slam deeper and deeper inside. The gimp groans as I show his asshole no mercy. Never easing up. Only fucking his hole harder and harder...