Latex domination. Make her sweat. I miss the sound of latex being slapped.
"If you lick them spotlessly clean, I might consider giving you back your clothes."
I wonder if she has any idea that I want her like this... with little paintbrushes to hand, to delicately brush away the grains of sand...
But also, bound before being placed in the pit and buried to her neck and ankles. Perhaps with heavy weight plates threaded onto some of the ropes, to weigh her down and prevent the thrashing disturbing the smooth sand that imprisons her...
There aren't a lot of girls who are willing to date a guy with a little dick. But the few who are, tend to be a little...nasty. I think I might have just met my soulmate.
“Hush. I said no speaking unless you are spoken to first.”
“Aww, you poor boy…. no, I told you….”
“No one knows where you are…..”
“No one’s coming to save you…. ”
“No, I’m not going to stop teasing your cock…. ”
“And no, you are not going to be cumming for a very, very long time….”
And with that, her soft hand slowly trailed down his trembling torso… silky fingers resuming their cruel torment of his agonizingly aching, engorged shaft…. her bound captive’s knees nearly buckling from her sensual touch as he struggled to fight back tears of frustration.
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