Golden-haired Beauty Pleasures And Mounts A Stiff Shaft

At precisely seven o’clock in the morning the day i would go to serve Marissa, i stood on her doorstep a bit nervous. —————————————————
About eleven months had passed since i had first moved into the house, and not once had i had the pleasure of pleasuring Mistress. XXX i was maybe 20 then and very curious about my sexuality. She released me from the rack and led me back to my cell when i was chained up for the night yet again. At about the one hour mark, Mistress returned with my leash and led me back downstairs to my cell. The minute she placed me on the rack was the minute i realized that horror films had truth to their torture techniques. i tucked her in and walked away, headed for the basement. i began cleaning furiously, like nothing would ever prevent me from stopping. She chained my collar to the wall and slammed the door shut. She instructed him to straddle me and not to