Making Sure She Knows Her Place

obsessed w boobs . i’m like a 13 year old boy literally cannot stop thinking about tits . thanks for asking

Do you want to hold hands and talk to me for hours, pouring your heart out and being listened to before I pin you to the wall?

The prettiest girls beg for more when you choke them during sex

The second you step inside, I’m on you. I grab your wrist and yank you against me, my grip firm, my breath hot against your ear.

"You listened"

I murmur, my hand already sliding up your thigh, finding panties but just bare skin.

You shiver, but before you can react, I spin you around and shove your face against the wall, pressing my body hard into you. My hand grips your throat—not too tight, just enough to remind you who’s in control.

"You really walked around all day like this?"

I growl, my other hand slipping between your legs, fingers teasing, exploring your wet cunt.

"Nothing under that little skirt? Acting innocent while knowing exactly what you were doing?"

You whimper, pushing back against me, craving more. I chuckle darkly, yanking your hips back, forcing you into the position I want.

"Filthy slut,"

I whisper, my teeth grazing your earlobe. Then, without warning—SMACK. My palm lands hard on your ass, the sharp sting making you jolt. You gasp, but you don’t pull away. You want this.

Another slap. Then another. Harder this time. Your skin turns pink, then red, each strike making you tremble, making you more desperate.

"Look at you," I taunt, gripping your waist as I admire my work. "Dripping, squirming, needy." My fingers slide between your legs again, teasing your now soaked pussy.

"You wanted this all along, didn’t you?"

I grab your chin, tilting your face toward me, forcing you to meet my eyes.

"Now, beg to be used and fucked,"

I demand.

"Let me hear how much you love being put in your place."

She lets him clasp the metal around her wrists, the chains rest against her heated skin—a lover’s adornment, her jewelry for the night. Each clank echoes their desire, a symphony of restraint and release, power and surrender. As they fuck, the metal sings, marking every moment of pleasure with its sweet, forbidden melody.

Free

What's stopping you from sending such videos baby girl?

Do you want to hold hands and talk to me for hours, pouring your heart out and being listened to before I pin you to the wall?

Bordelle | Retta Ring Collar + Cubism set in Rose colourway