As the session began, Amelia couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement as she saw that it was pitched as a brutal session. She had a longing for fear and pain, for the feeling of being completely at the mercy of someone else.
Despite being a bit apprehensive, she couldn’t deny the desire she had for the dominant Male fucker, Mr. Smith to touch her. As he clamped her into place with a leather collar, Amelia trembled with anticipation.
Her heart raced as Mr. Smith grabbed on to the ropes, cause her to be pulled into position. With each snap of the ropes and each fisty slap, Amelia’s body screamed in pleasure and pain.
“Hot bitch, tighten your pussy around my cock! Keep it tight, satisfy your dom!” he yelled, using the words “hot” and “satisfy” to describe the state Amelia’s body was in after the brutal session began.
Her breath hitched as a wave of heat doped her body. She squirmed and thrust her pelvis forward, her pussy throbbing deep blue around his cock. Amelia moaned and screamed in bliss as Mr. Smith continued to fuck her, pulling her hair and driving her to the brink of orgasm.
