Languages: there is only english
Location: Wonderland ♥
Body Decorations: tattoo
Smokes/Drinks: nope
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples
Age: 19
Body Type: skinny
She can easily out feel the last drops. She can clearly see how she has been downvoted. She can plainly see that her panties and dress are to be pulled up and kept there. Her skirt is to be pushed up above her waist and her legs pulled up. The cuffs to her legs are made out of various materials, and the chair is laid out as if it was a wedding present. She is well instructed. However, her mind is racing. She is so nervous, and the cocktail of nervousness, alcohol, and the unicorns is to much. Her Master wants her, and he can show her, but how to get her to actually agree to be his? How to make it work? She bites her lower lip, and fixes her eye on the approaching train. As it arrives she starts to mumble something about being accepted as his personal slut, but her eyes don't meet his. He steps closer to her, and she feels a vice against her flesh. He forces her to stand behind the arch. As she does so she catches a glimpse of the buckle that holds her dress so high. His hand comes down, hard, across the front of her dress, and then down to the waistband.
He slowly moves the dress down her shapely legs, forcing it between them, and letting it drop to the floor. Then back up, pressing the material against her pelvis. Then again back up, until her dress is bunched in her back, exposing the scant remnants of her pubic Chatroulette Bazoocam International. She looks up into his eyes then, sees the desire in them. He has moved close behind her, to the left, and she can feel him there. The dress comes down, again, across her flesh, and then again, pressing the material against her pelvis. Her dress finally drops to her waist, exposing her buttocks. He runs his fingers up the side of her neck, across her ear. "You know you are not to cum without my permission, do you not?" he asks, matter-of-factly. "Yes, Sir," she quietly whispers. "You will pay for that, my little slut. You will keep my word." His hand comes down even harder, across her flesh again, and he pinches her clitoris. She flinches then, and whispers, "Yes, Sir." Still she hasn't spoken. She knows that her punishment can only begin now. He pulls the train's side doors open.
She can feel them reopen, but there's nothing to indicate when they will close completely. She feels the warmth of the air against her bare back, and she shivers. He steps to the front of her, and brings one arm around her shoulder. It is so warm, she knows, because he feels it against her. She could feel his warm skin against her against her dress. They are face to face now. She feels his smooth animal skin against her. His nostrils go to her ear. The combination of her hands on the rail behind her, her back against him, and the burning heat of her ass, have made her insides turn. She arches her back against him. She feels his skin against her, rolling her cheek against his rock-hard shoulder. "You know how I love you, my little whore?" she whispers. "I was made for lovers and lovers alone." His arms slide around her lean body. She can feel the softness of his lips against her..
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After removing her lingerie, she turns into one of the horniest sluts that I have ever seen and she cant wait to get inside before they are enjoying a much more rewarding game.
He caught me, he punished me, not only with the whip, no, I should have tagged it as vintage lol) Crapy cam but sweet memories nevertheless...