I want to hear you as you take it… I want to feel your body struggle to take me… do it… do it!"I took a deep breath in and then let it out. In o...e motion I relaxed my legs and dropped into his lap, impaling myself on his erection."Aaaaaaahhhhhh..." I cried out as I felt him driving inside of me at my own doing. When the cheeks of my ass hit his thighs, my natural reaction was to push back up off of him. There was only a second of reprieve before he aggressively said, "Do it again... do it. 100% submissive to real men.I've been humiliated and embarrassed both privately and publicly, and although it can be truly awful at the time, I keep on going back for moreHowever, for all the dominant men that have used me, and many have been on a regular basis, none of them have ever left me with a buttplug inserted.This is something I have desired for sometime now, and last week I bought myself a cute purple gel buttplug. Over the last few nights, I have inserted it and left it there a while,. Even if it wasn’t it did wonders for her mood. They were beautiful shoes, wine red pumps with a slim heel and pointed toes. Combined with the short skirt, they made her legs look miles long. She’d piled her dark curls ontop of her head for the evening, and she realized now she must look ridiculously tall. She was 5’10’ without her heels. But Matt had to be at least 6’3′, and next to his broad shoulders and big hands she felt dainty and feminine. There were people milling around everywhere,. I came to a halt once I was in front of him, careful not to block his view of the TV.He tried to say something. I hoped it wasn't anything important because I couldn't make out his muffled words and I wasn't about to unlock his head harness any time soon. He probably didn't even know what he really wanted at that point anyway, so there was no reason to let him speak. The contract he'd signed three months beforehand had made it clear what we both could and could not do, and it was all I.