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‘You’ve been very bad, haven’t you?’ I tell him as he is bent over the coffee table, naked and exposed, his hands tied together.
I run the riding crop along his back, down to his ass then inner thighs, urging him to spread his legs further apart. The sight of his hole makes me moan and I run the crop over it.
‘Answer me.’
He moans and groans as I strike his ass once then twice, until he lets out a guttural, ‘yes, very bad.’
I kneel down and run my hand along his thighs, I’m unable to resist running my finger over his hole followed by my tongue. I push my finger inside but just as he begins to moan into it hard, I take it away and spank his ass cheek with my hand and stand back up.
‘Should I take my frustrations out on you?’ I ask.
‘Yes, please mistress.’
‘Does your little slut hole need to be fucked?’ I ask.
I run the crop back over his skin, teasing him. He shivers a moment.
I walk around to the side of the coffee table and reach to his hair, turning his face to look at me.
‘And this slut mouth, does it need to be fucked too?’
I watch his cock drip more pre cum and he moans a ‘yes please.’
I grab the strap on lying on the couch next to us. He watches me put it on and moans and smiles as I stroke my new cock for him. I tap his face with it and he tries to open his mouth to catch it.
‘Good little slut.’ I say.
I let him suck it a few moments, leaning into him, imagining it’s real. My pussy becomes wetter and wetter at the sight of his face sucking it, his eyes looking up at me.
For a moment I can’t resist and I push the strap on aside, he tongues my pierced clit, I push my pussy onto him, we moan together. Then I remember to stay on track and slap his face away and try to compose myself again.
His cute slut smile gets me and I break a little smile myself.
I slide the strap on back in place and grab the lube. He moans at the sight, his ass moves around eagerly wanting it.
I hold the tip against his gorgeous hole, then suddenly push it in a little. He moans like never before. His poor cock drips some more.
But I’m not quite ready yet, I want to tease him more, I want to make him more of my dirty slut. So I pull out and again walk around to the side of the coffee table. I ask him to turn his head towards me and I reach over to his mouth for him to suck the strap on once more.
‘You like the taste of it being in your ass, don’t you?’ I ask.
He nods and continues sucking it frantically. I pull it out and move it all over his face before walking back around to his waiting ass.
And I push it in again and fuck his ass hard, his cock swinging back and forth against the coffee table, dribbling pre cum everywhere, the moans from us both make me thrust harder. I slow down and he lets out a sad moan but before he can beg me for more I start thrusting again until he can no longer stop his cries and begs to be allowed to cum.
He has been a good slut so I reward him. I pull out, reach to untie his hands and then push back into him until he reaches that amazing place, his slut ass and cock so satisfied. I kiss up his back and thank him for being my good dirty slut.