Ye sb krne k baad unhone mujhe ghoda banne ko kaha aur meri peeth pr baith gyi aur mujhe bathroom me chalne ko kaha.. Bathroom me pohinch kr unhone mu...he knee dowm nposition me bithaya aur mere chehre pr apni chut ragadne lagi fir achnak se unhone mere chehre pr pishab krna chalu kr diya pishab khatm hobe pr wo hasne lagi aur mujhse puchha mza aaya arun mene kaha -” ji malkin, bohot” tb wo shower k neecge khadi ho gayi aur kaha – ” chal mere kutte apne honth meri chut se lga leJb me shower on. There's more to being a dom than telling people what to do. There's a lot more to it than telling people what to do. Anyone can do that; it no more makes you a dom than owning a border collie makes you a shepherd.Nonsense. Doms tell people what to do; that's the definition!Actually, no. It's more complicated than that. Context is important; being a dom is not about being bossy, and nobody gets to tell everyone what to do all the time. In fact, it's not even about telling all the subs what to do. He had was so powerful, so aggressive, and something in her craved that experience again. She began to trace her opening with her fingers, teasing the soft skin, her mind in another world. She thought of his hands holding her captive as he rammed into her, making her come. She slit the tip of her finger in and with her thumb rubbed her clit. Her body wanted that dominance again, that feeling of helplessness. She knew rape fetishes were not uncommon, hers, like many, being that she wanted an. She was rolled out of the van and landed roughly on the ground on her back, hitting her head slightly and she let out a loud scream. Jamie started to beg “please let me go, I won't tell anyone about this if you just let me go, please..”, she was cut off as her face was harshly slapped and a rag was shoved into her mouth which was then taped into place. Her captor vanished again leaving her to squirm on the floor giving her a chance to check her surroundings. She could see she was outside a.