When I first saw him, he was all I imagined him to be. Classical pervert who looks at boobs, who loves curves and wants asses for dessert. After lunch... I thought it was time for some kissing. His kiss was soft yet magical. He kissed till I couldn't breathe anymore. He took off my boots like a real gentleman, unzipped my pants, took off my shirt and looked at me like a hungry wolf looking at little red riding hood. He kissed me again and again. He didn't say much but my thoughts were rolling in. " She looped them again, cinched them up real tight and tied them off withdouble knots as tightly as she could pull. A few minutes later my feetwere tied identically to my hands and just as tight. I said, "You've made your point now stop all this, please."She hissed at me saying, "Shut your fucking mouth, shit head, or I'llpunch your lights out." I knew I was in trouble now. Then she tied my legs together below my kneesjust like everything else. I was begging now for her to stop but withanother. I moaned and gaspedas he rubbed and slid between my legs, preparing me, drawing me towardsa cliff of raw desire. Then just as I couldn't take any more, I felt himslide down and press against my wet gates."Oh yes!" I cried out as he thrust. My tender pussy opened for him,parting as he pushed deep. I reveled in the sensation, that perfectlyfeminine feeling of impalement. He was inside me, deep inside me,throbbing and hard. It was depraved, a raw pleasure that cut througheverything. At this. “No, Mistress, You don’t have to call anyone else. I will do my best to please You.”She was thinking ten steps ahead of Her slave and her mind was already filled with the sordid details of how this would unfold. The bar was set so high for david there was no way that he could be anything but a failure which was exactly what She wanted. Whatever male ego he had left She was about to crush in spectacular fashion. When She would be done with him, he would have feelings of inadequacy that years.