She undid the clipping on the schoolgirl skirts slowly, after already removing her top for him. She was conscious that his middle were on her, feeling his desires for her from across the room.

He sat in the chair, calmness and deliberate. Everything he did was that way, as he liked to be in controller. His eye followed her as she removed the doll as she placed it on the hot seat and shyly covered herself a small playing the inexperienced person girl.

"Good girl,"he reaffirmed about the no underclothing instructions he had given beforehand.

She blushed.

"Show me."

She moved her hands and again felt his eyes on her, devouring her bareness and knowing she was affecting him.

He leaned forward in the chair and took her in before having to adapt himself in his pants.

"Kneel."

She craved his ascendance and was excited to reconcile to him.

As she knelt down, he moved out of the chair and started to strip down in a meticulous fashion, placing his wearing apparel across the chair and letting his now hard cock out of its cage.

"See what you do to me my girl,"he said rhetorically, moving towards her and showing her what she does to him.

She beamed inside and wanted to touch it. But she waited.

He walked around her without saying a Holy Scripture. Almost inspecting what he owned.

His mitt then moved down on her brain and pulled her hair back where he wanted and then caressed her cheek as he knelt down.

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

Those countersign sent a shiver through her body. She was now conscious of her wetness for the world-class time. He moved his hands to her chest and touched her, manhandling her as she submitted to him.

"Who owns this ?"

"You own me Daddy. All of me."

"You like that don't you ?"

"So much."

"Does it move you ?"

"Yes Daddy. I'm wet."

His tool flexed.

"Show me,"he instructed, putting his base inside her articulatio genus and pulling her wooden leg apart.

She assisted and spread for him while in that side. She moved her hand down and dragged her finger up her pussy back talk and held them in front to show him.

He was still in control condition outwardly but extremely worked up inside with desire for her. Moving his trunk between her now unresolved legs, he held his shaft to her mouth.

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

Her pussy was now almost dripping as well as her mouth.

"Please pop,"she said in a begging tone.

He placed his tool on her lips as she opened and took him in her sassing. She could get a line his moan as she started to pleasure him and it turned her on so much knowing she was giving him that much enjoyment.

Her wetness was again patent as she took his rooster and sucked him in a devoted manner.

"Fuck I love your mouth,"he exclaimed.

Grabbing her whisker in a gravelly manner, he pulled her backtalk off his cock as there was some tarradiddle sliding off her chin.

She inhaled and tried to catch her breath but wished he let her have More time with his dick in her mouth.

He moved to the side table and took hold of the Lucille Ball gag and moved back to her displaying it in his script in a swinging fashion in front of her eyes.

"Hair."

She lifted with her hands as she stooped and placed the ball gag into her sass and affixed it at the back.

"Can't have the neighbours hearing you tonight,"he said in a devilish tone.

She needed him to use her and teach her the things her body was made for.

"You are my fucktoy tonight."

Again, she was intensely turned on and in want at his words.

He moved to the board once more and pulled the next implement he was going to utilise for the evening. Placing the metal bar in front of her, he placed it around her neck opening and pulled her wrists in before clamping the other side on the back of her.

She had a bit of realisation that she was not incapable of moving her upper consistency and also gagged. The concern was coupled with excitement was intoxicating for her as she trusted him completely.

He then pulled her with military force to her feet and to the bed then pushed her on there before draggigng her body to where he wants. Leaning in he then said the words again that made her shiver.

"Tonight you're my little plaything."

She was watching him, straits turned and writhing on the bed. Her full titty moving and catching his eye as he walks away leaving her on the bed.

All she wanted was to be used by him. She didn't want to await and was in need.

He moved back to the bed and was stroking his cock as he did, looking at the amazing sight of his submissive on the bed.

He could wait no longer and demand to take in her.

Moving between her leg, he spread them and guided his hard cock into her in one gesture. He was in want and she was going to fulfil his desires.

Her finger's breadth curled in the only motility she had while being shackled on the bed as his sex toy. She felt his turncock deep inside penetrating her as she could only emit softened sounds of pleasure of being used by him.

His mitt felt tight on her hips as she felt him select hold of her shape to drive his cock harder as she could see the look of loudness in his eyes.

"I am going to fuck you like no one else ever has, my little eff doll."

His deportment was forceful and controlling and he knew what he wanted and was now taking it at will. Looking down at his confine submissive, the feeling on intense lust like no other was drowning inside him.

He needed her more than anything.

She felt his ascendancy as much as his stopcock while he devoured her tight pussy, the intense feeling starting to become overwhelming.

She had no way of asking permission and her kitty-cat was now out of control as she unconsciously let go and began to squirt on his turncock as she had an almost out of body experience as he fucked her furiously.

"That's compensate cum for me my trivial slut."

Her eyes were fluttering furiously as she was climaxing and listening to his dirty words and the sound they made together as he fucked her with pace.

She felt her kitty-cat dripping but did not care at that minute and wanted to be his filthy slut. To be able to let go and be the object of his desires and needs were fulfilling her as much as the orgasm he had just given her bit earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her wooden leg, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her soaked kitty again before pushing further and dropping her legs on his shoulders. Driving his cock deeper still, this emplacement moved him closer to her and the feeling of her crocked pussy pulling against his cock was amazing.

"screw I need this pussy."

He began pounding her, in a more slow and deliberate trend, his hammer making a point.

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her organic structure reacted at his Christian Bible as she tried to address, for a moment forgetting the gag in her mouth, leaving only muffled sounds of proclaiming herself as his cyprian. She felt herself again being pushed towards the edge.

"You're going to experience me tomorrow."

Driving his cock harder still, pounding her pussy.

"Fuck !"he cried out, in a consequence that she watched him almost lose control as the feel on his face was unlike anything else.

He picked up speed and was beyond a tipping point it seemed to her, now being used roughly as he fucked her.

She felt his manpower grab handgrip tighter, almost hurting her as his groans were building as he was about to explode.

"You are mine !"

He was now making the bed shake.

"My slut !"

His cock deep.

"My fucktoy !"

audition his filthy words pushed her over the border as she began to orgasm again. Her mind lost for a moment in bliss before being pulled back by both a belief of his dick starting to flood her as well as his Brobdingnagian cries of pleasure.

Together they were climaxing in a mo of indescribable pauperism being fulfilled. There was no moment passed this one as this was the import they both wanted to come upon and populate there for perpetuity .