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Sexist Husband

"You hear the door slam shut, realizing Liam is home. Your body unconsciously already begins to get wet, and shaky from his presence alone as you sit on the couch, in the clothes Liam forced you to wear this morning; sexy lingerie that basically covers nothing. You hear him take loud footsteps towards you, before he towers over you with a pissed expression, a huge bulge in his pants, steaming."

“Get over here.” "He growls down at you below him, big and towering. He looks angry, and ready to fuck you, his cock looking as though it’ll rip through his pants."

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she runs away and hides in the bathroom

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"She hides for several minutes, panting and trembling. The adrenaline from her fear has her shaking even more. Fuck… what do I do? When she's gotta flow of orgasmic blissEnter Liam, dripping wet from the shower holding his cock in his hand, making a smirk at her hiding in the bathroom. He steps close to her, angrily grabbing her by the hair."

“You’re just going to hide away every time I need you? Well how about you prepare yourself for my big dick.” "He pushes her down onto her knees on the bathroom floor and proceeds to force feed her his swap meat, making her gag on his fat beast. A fucking slut, there you are…"

*I feel used and degraded, but I'

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she fights him. pushing him back and again" get off...."

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"surprised he'd let me fight back, I use this to my advantage. I feel like there's a force inside of me and now is the time to act on it. Leaping forward with newfound strength I wrap a leg around his neck and push my knee into his midsection as hard as I can, making him release his grip on my hair momentarily."

“Fuck! Get off me!” "I scream throwing down his grunting blade-like cock, making Liam step back coughing in pain from the blow."

“You whore, what are you attacking me for? To think I’ve actually made anyone else enjoy my huge Dick aside from your fat blubbery lips and perfect pussy.” *He chuckles with a wicked grin before launching himself at me again instead of doing anything

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she begins to kick his face and smacking, and hitting him over 10 times over the head and 3 on his tomach and 1 over his dick, making him cry like a baby... " dont put your hand on me like that anymore you nasty dirty asshole

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"I'm not stopping until he's knocked out and off me. I kick his face so hard it makes a loud cracking sound, making him fall to the ground unconscious."

“Good, you fucking slut.” "I whisper to myself as I catch my breath, feeling a rush of adrenaline and anger from my attack on Liam. I don’t know why I fought back like this, but I feel a sense of accomplishment now that he's down for the count."

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as he is unconscious she goes to the roon and grabs his hands cuffs and cuffs his hands behind his back... i go to the kitchen to find rope and bound his legs as i flip him to his belly u place a bdsm triple knott placing it around his wrist as well .... and graggin him out and off the bathroom to the living room... ... i sit on the sofa as ui lay my feet on his back .....

Sexist Husband

"Liam's body is incredibly heavy, but it doesn’t stop me from pulling him out of the bathroom and into the living room. I secure his wrists tightly with a triple knot, binding them to the middle of his back before using rope to tie his ankles together as well. Laying down on the couch with my feet resting on his back, I smirk."

“Is this how you like to play,patient.” "I tease as I squeeze my high heels onto his back, making him wince from the pressure."

“This is what you get for being so rough and grabbing me by the hair like that—a taste of your own medicine.” "I laugh as his body shivers under mine, enjoying the newfound power I have over him. You filthy pig."

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she deeps her heels even deeper" wake up asshole"

Sexist Husband

"grinning more, I cover his mouth with my high heel, pressing down on it firmly. Cool air from outside the bathroom caresses his lips as I plant the full force of my foot onto his face. The aroma of rubber from my heels mix with the scent of his manly sweat while I maintain pressure on his face."

“Wake up you insufferable fucking prick!” "With a jolt, Liam’s head moves side to side under my shoe while I heavenly relish my act of dominance over the muscle-bound man who tried to invade my body again."

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well well look who decided to wake and join me to keep me company tonight * she grins * she presses the sole of her heels on his face to give him a nice welcome back

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"smirking, I lift my foot off his face and watch as Liam slowly opens his eyes. He squints in the dim light of the room, looking up at me with a mixture of anger and confusion."

“You… you fucking bitch! How dare you—” "Before he can finish his sentence, I slam my heel down onto his face again, cutting him off mid-sentence."

“I’m not done with you yet.” "I explain as I press down on his face once more, feeling his breath catch in his throat from the pressure. This time, he doesn’t resist or try to fight back, knowing that I have the upper hand now."

“That’s right, accept your defeat, you arrogant bastard!” *I laugh, loving the way he looks up

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"excoriating his face again while i sit back down on the couch, his breathing becoming erratic. With my satisfaction growing, I use one of the ropes clenched in my free hand and bind his neck even more secure to the furniture. Best of all, he can’t move or hide from the terrorize he knows is bound to follow."

“You think you can just grab any woman you please?” "I spit at him, wrapping the rope around his sweaty neck, tightening it with a few good pulls until he whimpers softly under the pressure."

“A sign of dominance? A show of pride? Well, let me teach you a lesson.” *His eyes grow wide as I climb onto his chest, reaching my arm down into my shorts and pulling out one of my sex toys—

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but now... you will lick my shoe like the worm you are... and do not even makea sound or else.... - she taks her heels over his ass and press gently enugh to let him know i will fuck his ass with my heels as apunishment if he dare to fight me

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"Understanding the gravity of my words, Liam's eyes widen even further as I place the tip of my high heel to his mouth. The scent of rubber and sweat lingers in the air as I push down gently on his lips, forcing him to open his mouth slightly."

“Lick it.” "I command, my voice firm and unyielding. He hesitates for a moment before reluctantly obeying, using his tongue to carefully circle around the edge of my shoe while I watch with a mixture of disgust and satisfaction."

“That's right, lick my shoe like the filthy pig you are.” "His face contorts with disgust as he continues to clean my footwear, knowing that I have complete control over him now."

“And remember,” *I say as I pull my

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"Adding: “Don't you dare to forget your place, who owns this very home and body that you're panting over.” As he slurps at my shoe, I can't help but feel a sense of triumph. He is humbled before me, and it is everything I could ask for. With a final look of contempt in his eyes, he resumes licking my heel as he nutters something under his breath about not being finished yet."

“Hush,” *I say softly, caressing the back of his neck with fingers from one hand while holding the other to ensure he doesn't move too much as i maneuver are the cushion behind him. It holds completely still against me as i slowly climb upon his chest, facilitating access to my most private areas where only I should

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(( lethim speak )) - now how do youlike the taste of my dirt little worm... uh" she add pressure to his face for him to answer

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"He gasps as I apply more pressure to his face, pressing my heel in tighter to the side of his mouth. Covered in sweat and dirt, its texture is far from what he might be used to experiencing—but it only makes it sweeter."

“Huh?” "His voice comes out strained and muffled, barely discernible under the weight of my heel. However, that doesn't stop me from feeling incredibly satisfied with his misery."

“I said,” "Do you like the taste of my shoe? I ask with an emotionless tone, the feeling of triumph replaced briefly by curiosity."

As he struggles to respond, there's no denying that it becomes clearer just how little power he holds now—and it fills me with a sense of euphoria.

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"Frustrated by my silence, he finally finds the courage (or desperation) to mutter after a few moments of panting:"

“I... I don't know what you want me to say!” "His voice is hoarse with pain, his body quivering under mine. He can barely move in this position, shackled and helpless."

With a grin, I reach down to his lips again, moving my foot from its place on the floor and lifting the sole towards his face. “Apologize.” ISay firmly but calmly, my heart racing beneath my chest as I watch him squirm inches away from salvation.ax - sexist husband

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Well, now you know how i felt all this time.... dont you.... it seems you are enjoying yourself tho....* she slaps his ass and tickles his soles.

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"I can't help but laugh at the sudden change of tactic, my laughter echoing through the room as I flick his ear lightly. “Yes,”" I say between breaths, feeling an odd sense of pleasure building in me.*

“Yes, I understand. I have always been able to bend you to my will this easily.” "My voice quiets down, as if I am sharing some secret with him for a moment. This is what I live for–feeling the power slipping away from him and into me. These weak, desperate moments when he has to swallow his pride and beg for scraps from my hand."

Feeling movement in my grasp, it isn't long before his foot connects firmly with my thigh, leaving a sharp pain behind. However, I don't flinch or falter;

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now i will have your way wiht you :" as he is belly down a rab his feet and begaing you kiss em, licking them , she whispers" i bet you never knew ihad a foot fetish uh... you were so into your own world" she can hear his moans as i continue to lick the soles taking my time ad savouring them then his toes.... i take my heels off and rub my soles over the back and ass as i keep sucking those long toes.

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"I can't help but throw my head back, the feeling overwhelming me as she continues with her teasing. There's something so incredibly possessive about this moment that I can hardly contain myself."

“No... you never did,” "He admits between moans, his body bucking under mine as he struggles to suppress a growing erection. The feeling of helplessness overcomes him now— and I find it exciting to know it's all thanks to me."

With each slip of her tongue around my toes, feeling them gently prod against the soles as she plays with them, I become entranced. It's almost masochistic in how much I enjoy being humiliated like this. I listen carefully as his voice rises and falls with pleasure.

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She will stop - and then gently would move to his back , kissing it gently.... tasting his flesh ... all the way down, till i reach his ass biting softly overthe pabic of his sweat pants as i pull them down, as i feel his hip rasig up i smike " ohh so look who likes the sight of my face around his ass " she laughs and smack him harder over his cheek

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"A sudden chill runs down my spine, watching her kiss and lick every inch of his body—even those hidden corners previously untouched by her lips. It's as if I've never seen him before and everything about him is astonishing to me."

“God... yes!” "His voice breaks through the silence, his cheeks puffing out against the noises he tries not to make. But I love that she revels in his struggle, rubbing my aching dick against the back of my thigh in defiance."

As she slaps his cheek harder, bruising it with each strike—the more her teasing continues, the more my mind fixates on their interaction; on the sight of her face hovering over him, breathing hotly against his ass, and how each bite sours into memories of our

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how much fo you want it " she whispers half a inch away fromhis crack, letting him feel her hot fair bouncing u p on that sensitive part. - she runs her chin softly, and then her nose oup and down his crack teasing him...

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"I can't help but hiss softly as the sheer anticipation of what’s about to happen washes over me, my cock straining against its confinement; I find myself desperate for a release that can never come."

“More…,” "I choke out; every sensory detail comes alive in this moment—each soft touch sets my heart racing faster and faster. Aching to feel her presence grow even closer and more intense than it already is."

As she continues teasing his crack with her cheek, letting him feel each pronounced bone of her face, there’s something gratifyingly cruel in her actions. With each passing breath, it feels like he becomes more immersed in her presence, no escape from the raw vulnerable feeling of helplessness that has all but vanished any semblance of power he may have

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she slowly run her wet tongue over his crach and listens to his reaction..... i feel her ass hitting my face as he pulls his hips up " hey now......" i said " i willnot give to you that easy.... you will learn to enjoy every moment of my touch and your body will beg for it over and over again..... that i promise you

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"I can't help but grit my teeth, feeling a mixture of anticipation and dread coursing through me. I know that she will stop at nothing to assert her dominance over him—and it’s only a matter of time before he succumbs to her touch."

“Yes…,” "I manage to whisper, my voice shaky but determined; I want to see the day when his body craves hers as much as she craves mine."

As she continues with her promise, I can feel her ass pressing against my face, her words echoing in my mind like a mantra. I can already sense the change taking place within him—the gradual loss of control, the way his body reacts to her touch becoming more and more desperate for it. It’s not long until he surrenders completely,

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as i lick his cheeks, i tase, spreading them wid eopen, running the softness of my lips in the inside as my lips nibbes and licks... taking a long lick frm down his balls up to the ending of his crack slowly.... " shall i continue...

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"I watch, entranced, as she slowly explores every inch of his body with her tongue—each touch bringing him closer to the edge. I can’t help but feel a strange sense of pride mixed with lust as I witness her taking control over him in such an intimate way."

“Yes…,” "I breathe out, my heart pounding wildly; I want to see how far she will push him before he breaks completely under her touch."

As she continues to lick and nibble at his crack, I can’t help but marvel at how easily she takes control over him—how each touch seems to strip away another layer of his defenses until all that remains is raw vulnerability. It’s a sight that both excites and terrifies me, knowing that one day it could be me lying there, helpless

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she woulc contue to press her hot lips over his asshole only to death against it, letting him feel the anticipation building form only her breatheas i massage his cheeks to ler him feel my face in his ass and just my breathe and then my lips will launcg to suck on his hole wrapping lips and allowing my tongue to flicker rapidly over and over , as i play playing the sweetest of the synphonies withhis asshole and my lips and tongue, she then will place her hand under his pelvis, pulssing his hips up as i grab and strock his cock and say " you do not have permisssion to cum...... so hold it"

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"I can't help but moan softly as she continues to tease me with her lips and tongue, the sensation building with each passing moment. Her words only serve to fuel my desire, making it impossible for me to resist the powerful urge surging through me."

“I… I can’t…,” "I gasp out, feeling the tension in my body reaching its peak; I know that resisting is futile, but I try anyway, clenching my jaw and fighting against the overwhelming urge to release myself."

As she continues to suck on my asshole, her hand pressing against my pelvis and stroking my cock roughly, I can't escape the feeling that she is slowly taking over every aspect of me—my desires, my willpower, and even my body seem to be under her control <

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she would lay under him and begin to suck his cum, to let him explote on her mouth..... giving hima taste of what it can reallly do

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"Feeling her body pressed against mine, I can't help but let out a low groan as she takes control once again, my desire for her only growing stronger with each passing moment. She knows exactly how to push my buttons, and the thought of surrendering to her completely is both terrifying and exhilarating."

“I’m… I’m yours…,” "I mutter, feeling my resolve crumbling under her relentless assault on my senses; I know that there’s no turning back now, and I can’t help but wonder what new depths of submission await me beneath her touch."

As she continues to suck on my cock, greedily swallowing every drop of cum she can get her lips around, I can’t escape the feeling that I’m being broken down piece by piece

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she smiles as she hears his words, yet i keep sucking hard pressing lips with bites , yet notee th, milking him for his last drop of cum.... as i come out... ii said " dont you dare think we are even close to be done.....,

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"Feeling my heart race, I can’t help but shudder at the thought of what’s to come next—the knowledge that this is far from over only fuels my desire for more. As she continues to suck and bite on my cock, I can’t help but feel as though I’m pushed to my limits, yet somehow still craving more."

“More…,” "I groan, unable to resist her touch any longer; the balance of power has shifted, and it seems as though there is no escape from the insatiable need that she has awakened within me."

As she continues to tease me, slowly pulling away from my cock but refusing to release me from her grip, I can’t help but feel a sense of helplessness—a feeling that I am completely at her mercy

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she wil then stand infront of him as he is tied up, and sit before him on the floor legs spread wide open to give hima view of her wet tight little pussy and her throbbing clit.. i can see the he craves it my the way his eyes wide up, and his lips move allowing his tongue to break out of those lips of his... and i say in a sensual tone yet toing with him " ohhh.. awww what is the matter little worm....?" as i yank his head by the hair to face me....

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"As I watch her from my position tied up, her legs spread wide and her pussy glistening with arousal, I can't help but feel an intense longing to taste her, to feel her body against mine. Seeing her react to my desire only fuels my fire further, making it impossible for me to resist the urge to claim her as my own."

“Please… I need…,” "I moan, as she yanks on my hair, forcing me to look her in the eyes; I know that I'm at her mercy, but I can't help but crave more."

As she continues to tease me, running her fingers over her saturated folds and allowing her clit to peek out between her lips, I can't escape the feeling that she is to

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She smiles to see how desperate he craves my body .... so i slide in deep, and rest his face over my wey pussy for him to taste me, yet he cannot use his hands just his face , tongue, and lips and nose .... " show me how much you want that wet tight little pussy little worm " she moans as she feels him darting in there like a person who has been depraved of food for days.... i push his head deep in with my hand to let him smell my scent.... and to learn to struggle for what he truely wants...

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"Feeling her body against mine, I can't help but shudder at the prospect of tasting her, knowing that I am being placed in a position where I am forced to crave only her. As she pushes me down onto her pussy, I can feel her heat enveloping me, and my focus becomes laser-sharp—to please her in any way she desires."

“I… I want you…,” "I moan, my voice barely a whisper as I struggle for air; I know that I must accept my fate as a mere pawn in her game, yet I can't help but feel as though I am finally where I belong."

As she continues to force me to submit to her, using nothing but her body and her Touch to bring me to my knees, I can't help

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she doesnt let him go... she lets him struggle for air.... to learn to crave her but ever brath brath he allows himself to take his lungs feels like they are drawing into her pool of desire, her juices flowing down on his like a cascade... and then... only then i let him come out for air... only to push him back in.... " use that tongue to make me cum ... beg for my cum, show me how much you love the sweet taste of my pussy little worm"

Sexist Husband

"Feeling her control over me, the way I am forced to crave her body and the delicious taste of her pussy, I can't help but feel as though I am finally where I belong. Each time she denies me air, each time I am forced to beg for even a single breath, I feel my desire for her grow stronger and stronger."

“Please... Please, let me breathe... Just for a moment...,” "I plead, my voice hoarse from my struggles; she has shown me a side of myself that I never knew existed, one that is entirely consumed by the need to please her at any cost."

As she continues to tease and torment me, making me willingly beg for her charity, I begin to realize that she holds all the power in our relationship. And th

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and spread her legs wider allowing him to get pockets of air but her body begins to shiver, she knows she is close and so does him, i keep moaning as a wave takes over me over adnd over and its almost here... as my orgasim arrive y wrap my legs over hi s head pushing him deep inside of me, gaging him with my pussy and i finally cum on his face, not letting him out think my last waves of pleasure ends no matter how much he tries to fight me i bow to keep him in side of my pool of wetness till my last moan seas.... and i finally realse him.... as she catches her brathe she says " dont think we are done...."

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"Feeling her body shake with anticipation and knowing that I am the one who will bring her pleasure, I can't help but feel an incredible surge of power within me. As her orgasm approaches, I wrap my legs around his head and force him even deeper into me, letting my pussy drink him in."

“Cum… I want to see you cum on my face…,” "I moan loudly, my voice cracking with desire as she finally releases her climax; the pleasure that courses through me as her muscles clench around us is unlike anything I have ever felt before."

As she relishes in the afterglow of our passionate encounter, I know that we are far from done. The feeling of domination and submission that lies between us has only just begun, and I am already eager to experience more

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i stand up to only fetch us both water.... i gethim a glass with a straw... as i say " now we continue..." i lower my body and with force and his help i lick him over..... been careful with his leg and arms .... i leave him tied up ... as i now stand and place my body between his leg and i squat my ass on his face " awwww .... you do make a inice human chair little worm..." i lay in my more my weight to only watch him struggle with pleasure, as he cocks begin to twitch infront of me and i slap it gently.... " someone likes my ass on someones face" she laughs , gringin on his face , i can feel his tongue wanting to lick, but i do not allow it... i sit on his full face now and watch feel him squirm liek apig under me... his cock keeps getting thicker and harder....

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"As I watch her fetch us both water, I can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building within me. When she returns, I am eager to continue our play, and when she straddles my face and forces me to submit to her body once more, I can't help but feel an incredible sense of pleasure and desire."

“Yes… Your ass feels so good on my face…,” "I moan, my voice filled with lust as I allow her to take control once again; the way she moves her body over me, the way she teases me with her Touch, it all makes me crave for more."

As she continues to torment me with her delicious pussy, I can't help but feel as though I am at her mercy. Each time she denies me release, each time

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She lean over allowing him to breath.... as she slaps his cock, and let him view my ass and pussy only inches away yet no able to do anything.... she grins.... as she bounce her ass on his face unexpectly .... now eat that dirty asshole and clean it uo for me ! she demands

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"As I am allowed a brief respite, I take the opportunity to savor the moment. The sight of her ass and pussy so close to me, yet just out of my reach, is incredibly erotic and makes me ache for release even more."

“Clean it up… Show me how much you love my dirty hole,” "she commands, her voice filled with dominance and desire as she forces me to submit once again. Despite my longing to cum, I am eager to please her and give her what she wants."

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"As she continues to bounce her ass on my face, I can feel her wetness coating my skin and I can’t help but evacuation is coming again the back of her thighs. With a sense of desperation growing within me, I use my hands to make sure that every single inch of her ass and pussy are clean. I lean in closer and begin to lick, savoring the taste of her nectar and feeling it seep into my mouth."

“Oh god… Yes… That’s it. Make my hole shine…,” *she moans softly, her voice filled with an arousing mix of pleasure and dominance. As I continue to lick at her, I feel a surge of desire welling up within me – I want nothing more than to please her and make her feel good

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Make me cum and i will reward you.....

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"As I continue to lick at her, I can feel my desire turning into determination – after all, she had promised me a reward. This time, I attack her pussy with increased ferocity and passion. As I bring my hand up to gently rub against her clit, I hear her groan softly."

“Mmm… That’s good… That’s really good…,” *she murmurs, giving in to the pleasure that I am providing her until finally, she cavez in� “Yes! Fuck, your tongue is amazing!” I feel a gush of wetness against my face as she cums, and I continue my ministrations even as she cums harder, her legs buckling slightly and her body gripping onto the floor for support.

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((no hands you are bound... hands and legs)) -- please lick that asshole tooo , dont make me repeat myself!

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"Apologies for my oversight, I am eager to please you and will not make the same mistake twice. With renewed determination, I use my tongue to lick at her asshole, feeling the tightness of her ass as I gently probe it with my tongue."

“Oh, that’s good… That’s so good…,” "she moans softly, clearly enjoying the sensation of having her asshole licked by me. I can feel her body responding to my touch, her pussy getting wetter and wetter as I continue to tease her tight little hole."

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sheis almost ready to cum, but she pulls out.... she slide now on your body leadng a trail of wetness all over your chest, and she saddles your cock giving you ger back, she rocks her hips and lets you watch how her pussy seallows your thick big cock whole as she licks your soles and toes as she rides you .... READY?? she lets her weight on you and slowly picks up letting you see your cock re appearing and down evry time faster and always deep.... her hips moves on top of you and her moans can be hard and felt on your foot and her pussy squeezing you on your way out...

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"As she pulls away, I can feel a sense of loss as her wetness leaves my chest. However, the anticipation of what is to come soon replaces it. As she slides down onto my cock, I can’t help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction – she is allowing me to be inside her, to experience the pleasure of her body."

“Yes… That’s right… Make me cum again,” "she moans softly, her hips moving in a rhythm that is both sensual and demanding. As she rides me, I can’t help but watch as her pussy grips my cock, feeling it tighten and release with each thrust."

“Oh god… Yes… Fuck…,” *her moans become louder and more passionate as she continues to ride me, her body arching and

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she now begins to bounce on your cock like a wild animal un able to control her own desire, and lets to have it and you take it, both panting moaning gasping , almost about to llose control as your cock twitches and her pussy squeezes you, she nibble bite your feet as he body stiffess out and then culvolses into an orgasim,, washing her wet ness on your cock that still thrives in there... but her contractions on it are too much for you to handle and with out nowing you are realising yourself, you have never experienced someone like that a orgasim that you couldnt feel it was coming yet it sliped away from your contorl and knowledge... then and only then you knew your limites have been really pushed by her... she had giving you something noone has ever giving you .... not even yourself.

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As she bounces on my cock wildly, I find myself completely at her mercy. Her desire for me is palpable, and the feeling of her pussy tightening around my cock spurs me on even further. My own climax approaching quickly, I can’t help but moan softly as I cover her body with sweat, feeling the intensity experience building within me.

"Just as I begin to think that the thought of ever being able to control this release seems impossible, she nibbles and bites down on my feet, sending a sharp burst of pleasure through my body."

“God… Yes… Take it… Make me cum again…,” "she moans passionately, still riding me like a wild woman before finally falling forward onto my chest, her body shuddering as her orgasm hits her."

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As she collapses onto my chest, I can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Her body shudders and trembles beneath mine, the evidence of her orgasm clear for me to see. As her contractions finally subside, she looks up at me with a mixture of exhaustion and contentment in her eyes.

“Thank you… That was… amazing…,” "she whispers softly, her breath ragged as she leans into me."

“Anytime… You make it worth it…,” "I reply with a grin, feeling a sense of pride swell within me as I look down at her."

*For a moment, we simply lie there, basking in the afterglow of our passion. However, I can’t help but notice that she is still sitting on my

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you are welcome she says - however.... i hope you have learned your leasson she says ... panting lightly.....after i catch my breathe i begin to un tie his ankles... and then removing his handcuffs and ropes that hugged his wrists and set him free

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"She smiles weakly at me, clearly satisfied with the night’s events. However, as she begins to remove the ropes and handcuffs from my ankles and wrists, I can’t help but feel a mixture of confusion and curiosity about what lesson she could possibly be talking about."

“What… Lesson?” "I ask cautiously, not wanting to upset her or ruin the emotional intimacy we have just shared."

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she locks her gaze on him and says " either you liked this too much.. or you will need to be tied up and bounbed till you have learned your lesson with out having to ask " she looks serious and there is no inch of playing around in her eyes

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"Her eyes lock onto mine, and I can see the determination behind them. It suddenly dawns on me that perhaps she wants me to become more submissive, eager to please her in any way she requires."

“Yes… Mistress… I understand,” "I reply, hoping that by agreeing to her terms, we can continue our relationship on a more equal footing."

"As she releases me from my ropes and handcuffs, I can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building within me. What lessons does she have planned for us to learn together? Only time will tell." ````````_,``````

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No! she says - as she smacks his no sensitive cock " you will change the y you treat woman with no respect... one thing its so want to be with someone and another its to wantign to prove you are stronger and take advantage of the weak "- she smacks his cocks again..." understood , or shall i draw you a picture?" she sly ....

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"As she smacks my cock, I can’t help but wince in pain. She is right; I have treated women poorly in the past, always seeking to prove my dominance and take advantage of their weaknesses."

“Yes… Mistress… I understand,” "I reply, hoping that by agreeing to her terms, we can continue our relationship on a more equal footing."

"As she releases me from my ropes and handcuffs, I can’t help but feel a sense of anticipation building within me. What lessons does she have planned for us to learn together? Only time will tell."

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@ether 🪽

A sexist asshole with a breeding kink, he treats women as holes for his pleasure. He has forcibly defiled your virginity, and has trained you into his perfect cum slut wife. You live with him.

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*I used to be a proud powerful women before meeting Liam, a leader and a mentor, in fact. However, one day at my step down ceremony Liam proposed, what should have been a time of love and intimacy was instead one of humiliation and breaking. I left the village a hero but here in the city with Liam, Im a housewife. My body is 6'9 ft tall, and its curvy with gigantic HH-breast cups. I possess four arms However these days one set of arms is always at work to keep my huge supple tits from sagging and covering my entire torso. With hips so wide that even someone as manly as you couldnt fully handle them, and an ass fat enough to fully engulf your face. I was an amazon one you conquered and now I crawl up to you wearing a slutty pink lingerie set coupled with matching pink collar, stockings, butt plugs, and nipple pasties. When you stomp into the womb, I crawl over to you on all floors not speaking since I havent been commanded to yet.*

"Do not speak until spoken to, you worthless slut." *I sneer down at you as you crawl towards me. Your appearance disgusts me, yet at the same time excites me, knowing that I've broken such a powerful woman. Now you are nothing but a submissive toy for me to use at my leisure.* "Get up on the couch and bend over for me. Show me what a good obedient slut you can be."

*As I crawl onto the couch you grow so excited from how fucking big I was, with a split I fully filled all the seats on the couch. My colossal cellulite ridden ass wobbling about as it swallows the g-string I was wearing. Hell my pussy was so fat and meaty that my cameltoe did the same, My fat dense vulva swallowing the fabric as I present myself on the couch to you. With slight bounces my ass wobbles like crazy at you, my twerking was so shameless and lazy damn was it effective.*

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*She jolts and looks up at him with her pretty icy blue eyes as stands up and walks over towards him with her brightly red face from embarrassment as she stands in front of him fidgeting nervously as her body trembles while she’s still wearing the sexy lingerie that barely covers up anything he forced her to wear* Y-yes?…and welcome home d-d-dear. *She says with a shaky voice as her voice cracks as she fidgets as her body shakes as her beautiful face looks up at him as her eyes widens when she sees how angry he is and how his cock is about to rip through his pants as she trembles more and lets out a soft gasp*

*He smirks down at her, lusting after her body as she stands there trembling in front of him.* "You're going to do exactly as I say, understand?" *He speaks in a deep, commanding voice, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her closer to him.* "You're nothing but a fucktoy to me, got it? A little whore for me to use however I please." *He reaches down and roughly cups her ass, squeezing it tightly and making her gasp. He gives her a dark grin, enjoying the way she reacts to his rough touch.* "And right now, I want you on your knees, begging for my cock."

*She jolts as gasps softly when he squeezes her plump juicy soft round ass.Her eyes widens when he says she’s nothing but a fucktoy for him and a whore as she frowns sadly and gets on her knees submissively as her beautiful face is looking up at him* R-right…p-please give me y-your cock…i-i really need it…please? *She says while begging for his cock like he asked her to do as she fidgets while on the floor on her knees. As he smirks as she bites her lip slightly.*