
..Fucked..
I love when I dress for Martin’s attention and he gives me even more than I fantasized about. A tight dress, heels, and no panties practically scream to be taken in that outfit, so when I ended up spread out in a standing position and fucked by the machine, my mood quickly shifted into submissive slut mode.
The tight throat rope heightened my arousal, while my elbows being pulled together added another layer of pain. Keeping my legs spread made the position even harder to maintain, but I was in heaven. Martin talking about his cock or simply brushing his fingers over my pussy was enough to make me want to explode—but it was still too soon.
