1. For My Owner 2


    Date: 7/30/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: squarebuttedslut 

    ... eyes glaze over and the drool runs like a waterfall down onto my pretty pretty dress. Suddenly, he has had enough. He zips his pants back up and tells me to stand. I do as he says. My knees have bits of grass and little sticks stuck to them. My hair is wild, damp with drool and sweat, filled with leaves and little sticks. My face is a mess as well. Drool mixed with dust and dirt, with tear tracks down my cheeks. He pats my head, kisses me softly and walks me back to the car. This time, he drives. He knows that my brain isn’t working right now. I direct him to the cabin. We have finally arrived. The moment we get inside, he takes a handful of my hair and drags me to the bedroom. He orders me to strip and then turn and pose for him as he pleases. I do everything he asks. As I do, he finds my toy stash. He fits me with the Munky Barz, and ties my arms tight, straight jacket style. He laughs as I struggle and protest. He straps a ball gag into my mouth, and then laughs as I drool onto my own tits and belly. He pushes me roughly onto the bed, on my back. He tells me he wants to see my eyes as he ****s ...
    ... me. He takes hold of the Barz and plunges his cock into my cunt. He drives in, hard, deep and rough. the harder he fucks, the more I squirm and moan. Finally, he folds me in half, plunges in deep and just holds me down. He stares into my eyes and laughs as he sees that they have gone completely blank - like I am thoroughly stoned and removed from my body. That doesn’t stop it, though…it gives him exactly what he wants. He pounds and slaps and fucks and pinches and squeezes and drives and spits. I take it, moaning and whimpering a bit. After some time, he decides he has had enough for now. He gets up, undoes the barz and the gag. He takes me by the hand, calls me his baby girl and leads me to the bathroom. He starts the shower and guides me in. He kisses me, caresses me, washes me, holds me. I come back from the ‘out of it’ state and lean against him. I wash him as well, and then he takes my hand and walks out with me. He wraps me in a big plush towel, and takes me to the living room. We snuggle on the couch as he pets my hair and showers me with kisses and caresses. I am the luckiest girl on earth.
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