“You are whatever I say you are.” --I open my eyes to see a dimly lit room. It takes a few seconds for my vision to clear. The room is a dark meta...lic with red drapes decorating the walls and red carpet covering parts of the floor. The floor I’m lying on is cold and metallic. That’s when I see I’m naked. I finally notice my hands are bound behind my back with hard steel cuffs. A steel collar is wrapped around my neck with a chain attached to it. My eyes follow the chain up to a post, that. I looked at heronly to have her sneer at me, pull out his cock and feed it into mymouth. It was huge, bigger than I had ever seen. Bigger even than theone my Mistress had used on me in training for "just such an event". Ileaned my head toward it, first kissing then licking the bright purplehead. A bit of pre cum began to ooze from the tip and quickly devouredit. I began to suck it... "I'll bet you're a good cocksucker too. Iremember how your tongue felt on me bitch. The boys must really. The following story contains severe bondage, tortureand sexual assault. It is purely fiction and strictly for fantasy purposes.Any resemblance to any actual people or situations is completely coincidental.Since the activities described are non-consensual they should NOT, in myopinion, take place in real life, and would in fact be illegal and, as faras I'm concerned, immoral. However, some people, including me, enjoy fantasizing about such things.So I present this story as an artistic release of. And a horny granny.We emailed each other. We texted each other. We sexted with each other. We cammed with each other. And then she sent some pics and videos.Some guys were scared away by her age. Other guys were scared away by her size. But not me. I told her yes.I let her know when I would be free to meet her. And granny was happy to get the room for us.When I got there granny opened the door for me in her street clothes. But her clothes couldn't hide how big her fat ass was.After letting me.