Making and breaking of a cuckold – 10 The sex shop

“Yeah I do know Max. He’s an impressive specimen and I like the look of the bulge in his crutch. He should be able to satisfy a woman unlike this pathetic cuckold you’ve dragged in here today. Actually, I’ve never seen a DreamLover in action even though I’ve sold heaps. Any chance of a demo Gemma?”

Five minutes later I was running my tongue over the black Doc Martens boots Miss Christy was wearing begging for mercy. And yes, I had been instructed to call her Miss Christy.

“Wow, that current through his balls really made the freak squeal like a pig, especially on 10 Gemma. And I loved seeing it convulsing all over the floor; it’s such fun knowing there’s no way he can escape the pain. It really makes him ultra submissive too. Look at the way he can hardly wait to get back to my boots and grovel in the hope I’ll take it easy on him. No chance loser”.

Miss Christy then placed her boot on my throat and turned the dial to 10 and held me there as I writhed in agony under her feet.

“Very satisfying Gemma. Send me a few pics of the cuckold working in the yard in his leather harness, would you? I’ll use them to make some sales and make myself extra money. Trash like him should be exploited to the max, if you’ll forgive the play on words haha”.