The vixen watched witha broad smile knowing that poor Timmy was now buried under all this pinkgirlyness and could think of no greater hell for him to ...e in. Thevixen leaned forward and released the leash from the collar, thusreleasing her ties to her mark. As she unclipped the leash she softlywhispered "Goodbye Timmy" and a pink gem appeared to dot the i in"Pretty Princess." Tim suddenly felt disoriented and suddenly he foundhe could think more freely, and was more aware of himself. he felt. I am loosing my mind, you’re keeping me on the cusp of a huge orgasm and its fucking torture.“You’re not allowed to cum yet Nia” you tell me “I won’t let you cum until it’s my dick buried even further inside of you. I want to feel you cum all over my big cock” all the while pushing me closer and closer by slapping my poor sensitive clit with your cock.I’m begging you so pretty, to “please…please let me cum on your cock. “Please shove it deep inside me so I can cum all over you” I beg. I need. From now on, your life will be one of perfect obedience and unremitting degradation."I shuddered in fear. It all seemed so crazy, but yet it might be real. "Please don't do this to me," I begged. "I have so much else to live for. Isn't there something else I can offer you? Don't you want to rape me, to use my body any way you like? I'll serve you any way you want, as often as you want, for as long as you want," I pleaded. "But don't make me a slave." You have nothing to bargain with, slave," he. A mixture of salty, musky, and feminine... pure sex. She reaches back under her skirt and begins whispering in my ear again. She tells me she's stroking her clit just like she does every night in bed. She says she likes to lay on her stomach, with one hand between her legs, the other cupping her breast. Now and then she slips a finger into her pussy to spread her juices over her lips and clit. She tells me how sometimes, as her orgasm approaches, she sucks on her fingers. At those times she.