A latex girl thing
“Yesf Sirf!” drooled Slave through the ball gag.
“So if I ever came back here and said ‘suck me cum whore’, you wouldn’t hesitate to do it?”
“Yesf Sirf!”
“Would you like to suck me now?”
“Yesf Sirf.” That time it came out as a starving plea.
Rusty withdrew from her and stopped playing with himself. He said, “No. I don’t want you to suck my cock.” She looked ready to cry again. He said, “I want to fuck your mouth instead. Go get that locking drain plug gag you were harping about earlier, Slave.”
“Yesf Sirf!” She was giddy and up quickly.
“Walk, and I do mean walk normally,” ordered Rusty, stopping her. “If you trip and fall, or sprang your ankle, I won’t be fucking you period. I will be teaching you to walk on a knotted crotch rope instead. Understood!”
“Yesf Sirf!”
“Okay, now take your time.”Rusty could hear her panting long before she had hurried back from leaving, to which she went from a quick walk to a slow walk upon her return. Slave dropped to her knees, legs apart of course, bowed her head in submission and presented him her favorite sexual bondage device.
