A latex girl thing

“Yesf Sirf!”

Letting go of the nose ring, she blinked repeatedly and sniffled. Rusty said, “We’ll have to do something about those hands of yours, too. If, and I do mean if, you suck my cock you can just use your mouth. I won’t let you cheat and shorten the sucking with your hands.”

“Yesf Sirf!”

Rusty opened his shirt up and pulled some of it out from his slacks. He looked down at her and ordered, “Look at me.” She did, but he slapped her again. “What do you say!”

“Yesf Sirf!”

“Good. Good.” Rusty squatted in front of her and asked, “So, you want me to collar you?”

“Yesf Sirf!”

“Really? So-.”

“Yesf Sirf!”

SLAP!

“Don’t interrupt me, Slave!”

“Yesf Sirf!”

“As I was saying,” began Rusty again, “you do believe all women should be dominated by all men?”

“Yesf Sirf!”

“I ought to call a lezdom friend of mine and tell her what you said. Have her come here wearing her prized strap on and make you suck it and fuck it instead of my cock.”

“Yesf Sirf!”

“You bitch, I thought you wanted to suck my cock, eat my cum?”

“Yesf Sirf!”