Somewhere I needed to be
“It’s wet,” she said.
She slid her finger in deeper.
“Very wet.”
“I’m sorry,” I said.
I apologize a lot.
When I’m cuffed …
Spread-eagle.
On another woman’s bed.
I hate myself.
At times like this.
When I …
Am the weak one.
I hate it.
But need it.
Occasionally.
“I was going to start with your nipples.”
… she said.
“But I’ve changed my mind.”
She began pinching my pussy lips.
I squirmed.
She asked …
“Are you the crying kind?”
“Depends on how bad it gets,” I said.
She smiled. Said …
“Oh, very bad. It will get very bad.”
It did.
And later …
Before she started on my tits.
She licked.
My tear-streaked face.
“A lot of women pass out …” she said.
As she screwed on.
The nipple extenders.
“… when I do what I’m about to do.”
She stood.
Stripped.
Strapped on a dildo.
Sat back on the edge of the bed.
She asked …
“Have you ever fucked an unconscious woman?”
She put a piece of tape on my mouth.
Wiped away my latest tears.
Said …
“It’s something I enjoy quite a lot.”
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thewomeninmydreams said:
I’ll be happy for this to happen to me
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raptorstuff said:
wow.
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