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Home at last!
That was a long day for you, but tired but satisfied you open the door and enter the house. It is quiet and dark, just a lamp in Living room shines. You leave shoes and jacket in the hallway and go to the kitchen as always. The thoughts just focus on a hot cup of coffee.
You notice a small note on the sideboard, which with “Turn me around!“Is labeled.
Curiously you turn notes and read: “Have you!”
And suddenly it gets dark, something is in front of your eyes, you feel how your arms are pressed together on your back and how a voice urgently whispers into your ear “no sound!”.
Immediately you will be whirled around than pushed, hear how a chair is roughly pushed to the side and find yourself seamlessly with your upper body on the kitchen table again.
You feel how the darkness is intensified in front of your eyes when the blindfold are pulled more firmly and then metal and your wrists closes and hear it click. The handcuffs keep your arms firmly under control.
You bring a “what to the devil …”, but you can’t get any further because you feel the firm grip in your hair that pulls your head backwards. Again you hear that this time somewhat annoying “no sound!”Followed by a” This is the last warning!”. You swallow everything with my teeth.
You will be pressed onto the table with your upper body again, feel briefly how your hands disappear from your back only to feel another pressure there immediately.
Definitely and comfortably defeats something around your back and keeps you at the table. You can no longer stand up! Slowly it dawns that you are leaning over to your kitchen table with outstretched butt tied up are.
Hands drive through your hair and look for your way down your back to your buttocks. Fine fingers open your pants and pull them together with your already completely throat panties over your ankle and Feet.
You can feel the cold air on your buttocks, between your legs.
Feel how your helplessness makes you moist and your juice runs down on your thighs.
You hear it click, several times, again and again and again and you become aware that someone is taking photos of you at that moment.
You bite your tongue and refrain from dealing with every comment, even if that is not your strength.
Then click the click and you already feel your hands on you again, hands over your butt and your thighs hike. Hands that spread your buttocks and a hard tail which slowly slides over your labia.
“Now it is enough!“It escapes you and actually feels how the tail withdraws, let your hands let off your buttocks. Then he immediately burns your left buttocks and then the right one when you pick up two decent blows on the buttocks and a surprised “Aua!“Knock you.
You feel the firm grip in your hair again, which pulls your head back but not your firmly bound body and hear an angry “I warned you!“In your ear and immediately something soft, damp is pushed into your mouth. Pass a few seconds, then we aware that you have been gagged with your own wet panties!
You start to curse angrily, but more than a hum and buzz does not come out of your mouth. You are mockingly heard behind you “go. Much better!”
Your buttocks are pulled apart again, but now harder and with less patience.
Even the hard cock behind you is no longer on gimmicks, but glides almost immediately with a deep and hard push into you. You scream and moan more or less silently in front of you. Try to rear up, but yours Tie up are strong and firm and skilfully keep you under your spell. You feel how strong hands grip your hips and hold onto and pull the table with every hard push and pull backwards.
You get fucked. Hard and relentless. Your abdomen burns damp, your clit pulsates and your juice runs down your thighs.
The bumps are getting harder and faster and faster the fire in you further. It is clear to you that you are only used here, but also completely no matter.
The tail in you stretches you, fill you out, just take you as he wants.
In the meantime you have stopped fighting your bondage and starting your abdomen on the tail behind you. Whether conscious or not – you want to be fucked, want to be taken here on the table. Helpless. Delivered.
The thought … brings you to explode. You twitch around the tail in you. Try to rear up and scream in your gag.
Your hands grab you more firmly and you hear a deep growl behind you as your tail begins to twitch and pulsate – he deeply sprays in you with hard long bumps.
Push to. Charge to charge.
Your hands press your hips slightly down and you feel the tail withdraws from you. A quiet groan of abandoning escapes you.
Award for a few seconds. You feel the pressure of your bonds of back and wrists escape.
You hear the apartment door opens and closes again and listens briefly into the quiet. You are alone. You still try to straighten up your eyes connected, but it is not enough to stay on the table too than a gasping.
Your own juice and that sperm Run down the inside of your thighs together and you treat yourself to a moment of calm and enjoy the moment.
You know, I’ll be with you right away The couch wear and give you the tenderness that you deserve as much.
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