I hated how good his cock filled my holes. I hated how hard he could make me cum. I hated how much I loved the way he treated me. I fucking hated him....ut I couldn't resist him. I did what he said, when he said, where he said. He was my weak spot, my curse.This time was no different than the others. He simply texted me "15 minutes whore". I know what that meant. He would be here in 15 minutes and fuck me senseless. He didn't care what I am doing, what my plan is. He simply didn't care any of. “Wait, Mistress! Please!!!”She shoved the thick red toy into his mouth, pulling the tight latex straps back and letting them snap into the back of his head. He muttered something loud and lengthy into the thick gag, but it was completely unintelligible.“What's that Cheshire? You're a little shit stain who's too clever for his own good and deserves a severe whipping? I couldn't agree more.”Bayonetta then grabbed him roughly by his bound arms and pushed him back into the center of the bed, face. “Good boy. Fuck your horny bitch” I moaned as I felt his knot swelling. A couple of growls and he succeeded in tying with me. “Oh yes Goldie you darling dog” I moaned as his cock twitched to signal he was cumming. I looked up and our guest was sitting there, her eyes wide and her mouth open. It was several minutes of effort before he finally pulled away causing to groan as I felt his cumming start to ooze out of my tortured pussy. He gave me the customary licks before lying down on the floor.. I told him I would stay silent as long as he did. Closing the door behind him I listened as he walked back down the stairs. I laid back down completely bewildered about what happened or the fact that I let it go so far before realizing. I was really pissed off at William but also knew it was partly my fault for not sopping him which gave him the wrong idea. Granted there was something erotic about his dark skin against my pale white and was even a bit of a turn on yet there was no way I could.