Young Asian Girl With Dutch Caucasian Boyfriend

His other hand trailing up my thigh, stopping just short of my core. “Thank you, Master,” I whisper, my voice trembling with anticipation. He reaches out, his hand cupping my cheek gently. “I think it’s time for a reward.”

My heart skips a beat at his words. He stops at my hips, his hands gripping them firmly as he leans in close. “Please rise,” he commands, and I struggle to my feet, feeling the familiar weight of the chastity belt between my legs. “Are you ready for your punishment, toy?” he asks, his voice low and menacing. The bathroom, once a place of solace, now feels like another prison, each fixture meticulously designed to ensure my compliance. My eyes roll back, my mouth open in a silent scream as I reach my peak.