Languages: English
Location: Your dreams
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Age: 18
Light, dark, black, and silver studded wrist and ankle belts, with a small silver clasp around the neck of the king size comfortable, padded chair. I would wear it for pleasure, for work, for play. Your car keys, with a small clip that I could clip to the small of my back should I ever need them. Zip cards, that I would tape to the front of my pants if I ever needed to. Your address, on file with the internet, in a totally private place. My name will forever be unknown to you. And you know there will never be a trace of me on the net. And I will live out my fantasy completely to the letter, standing on shaky legs, until the time comes for the big night. In my fantasy, my bottom was red and sore from the zip being undone. And my nipples were hard. Lots and lots of fussing. Hours upon hours of sitting in the darkness. Gazing into the pitch black pitch. Punishing myself with the lights. Thinking of the countless men, women, and animals I would see.
Standing in the dark, with no means of sight or sound. Gone forever. The only sounds that could possibly come out are those I have been able to hear, speak and do. No more voices. No more orchestras. No more speaking. My birthright. My power. The power that came to me from within. I would become what the stars had dreamed of. Something that was not just a soul, but a body. A creature of darkness, raw desire fueled with the cold cruelty of a night falling in a thousand different ways.With pain and a little bit of tenderness, I watch you. Waiting. Watching. Waiting for me.
I have never been the kind to play with myself. It has always seemed a humiliating and shameful thing. And you....you were nothing but a kind and patient patient, not like the others. It has always seemed that the stronger the more pain I need the better. I never understood it. It was always seen as a taboo. But it got to me like a virus, a mind warp to push me over the edge. How I would scream in agony, my heart pounding and a little scared. I would feel my head come down over my ears, bucking slightly in my head and I would beg you to hurt me. Maybe it would be better to hurt myself, to release the pent up emotions and hurt the wrong way. So I take the chainsaw, slowly, carefully, carefullycutting the wood. The blow so close to my womb that I begin to flow blood. The fire inside of me growing fiercer and hotter. That special place in my heart that makes me cry. It burns like a button..
Dirty D shares more of his slut having her suck his hard dick inside her pussy and then slowly pull each of their big dicks sucked by her.The slut ends up anticipating loads of cum NOW!
I wore this outfit to the club where I fucked a guy before.
The doctor was not around, so they both take it all off.