"Mmmm, yeah, boy, isn't that delicious?"That’s what you've been missing. I bet you wish you were me. I'd never let myself miss out on pussy that goo...," followed by the sounds of Buck's grumbling and indistinct whining.This only turned Cindy on, even more. She could feel electrical tingles flooding through her body and all the way to her cunt.'It looks like this would be the night after all for losing my cherry,' she thought to herself with a smirk that was thankfully hidden by the dark. Not. Yet, Hunold left her no choice."I shall speak to him and I hope he will find it in his heart to accept my apology," she said through gritted teeth."This is going too far!" Greta blurted. "For her, the daughter of our noble baron, may he rest in peace, to apo..." Shut your mouth, Greta!" Hunold thundered. "Stop filling her head with nonsense. She is already hated by most of the village. She must learn to behave or we'll never find a good husband for her." And what husband can be found in this. ??You mean Dominants and submissives.??Yes.??And what are you???Oh, I’m a Dominant.??And what would I be???A submissive.??So would I be able to wear my tight leather? ?Oh, yes! And more!??What like???Leather cuffs. Leather helmets, Posture collars.??Posture collars, What are they???They are thick leather collars which are strapped round the neck of a submissive which doesn’t allow movement of the neck. So acting to remind the submissive of their position.??Do you have one???I have lots of. As ordered, Slave Boy turned around facing the door, put his hands on it, and spread his legs a little bit.His butt looked fantastic. Slim, firm, and I just wanted to eat it then and there. I knew I'd get to fuck it soon enough.Walking up behind Slave Boy I roughly grabbed the back of his neck and pushed it against the door. I was talking in his ear trying to sound angry that he was late. Unintentionally, my cock, which had been one hundred percent hard since before Slave Boy arrived,.