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

He sat in the professorship, calm and deliberate. Everything he did was that way, as he liked to be in control. His eyes followed her as she removed the skirt as she placed it on the chairwoman and shyly covered herself a footling playing the innocent girl.

"trade good young lady,"he reaffirmed about the no underclothing instructions he had given beforehand.

She blushed.

"display me."

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

He leaned forward in the hot seat and took her in before having to adjust himself in his pants.

"Kneel."

She craved his control and was excited to relegate to him.

As she knelt down, he moved out of the chair and started to undress in a meticulous manner, placing his clothes across the chair and letting his now hard peter 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 tinct it. But she waited.

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

His hand then moved down on her head and pulled her whisker back where he wanted and then caressed her cheek as he knelt down.

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

Those password sent a quiver through her body. She was now witting of her wetness for the world-class time. He moved his paw 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 affect you ?"

"Yes Daddy. I'm wet."

His cock flexed.

"Show me,"he instructed, putting his groundwork inside her knee and pulling her legs apart.

She assisted and spread for him while in that placement. She moved her paw down and dragged her fingers up her kitty-cat sass and held them in front to present him.

He was still in restraint outwardly but extremely worked up inside with desire for her. Moving his consistency between her now open legs, he held his hammer to her mouth.

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

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

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

He placed his cock on her lips as she opened and took him in her mouth. She could find out his groan 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 evident as she took his peter and sucked him in a devoted manner.

"Fuck I love your mouth,"he exclaimed.

Grabbing her hair in a scratchy style, he pulled her mouth off his cock as there was some drool sliding off her chin.

She inhaled and tried to entrance her intimation but wished he let her deliver Thomas More clip with his cock in her mouth.

He moved to the incline board and took hold of the ball gag and moved back to her displaying it in his hired hand in a swinging fashion in front of her eyes.

"Hair."

She lifted with her helping hand as she stooped and placed the ball gag into her mouth and affixed it at the back.

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

She needed him to use her and learn her the things her physical structure was made for.

"You are my fucktoy tonight."

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

He moved to the table once more and pulled the next implement he was going to utilise for the even. Placing the metal bar in front of her, he placed it around her cervix and pulled her wrist in before clamping the other side on the back of her.

She had a moment of recognition that she was not incapable of moving her upper body and also gagged. The veneration was coupled with excitement was intoxicating for her as she trusted him completely.

He then pulled her with forcefulness to her feet and to the bed then pushed her on there before draggigng her organic structure 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, promontory turned and writhing on the bed. Her full boob 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 wait and was in need.

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

He could wait no longer and take to consume her.

Moving between her legs, he spread them and guided his operose cock into her in one motion. He was in need and she was going to satisfy his desires.

Her fingerbreadth curled in the lonesome movement she had while being shackled on the bed as his sex toy. She felt his cock recondite inside penetrating her as she could only let out muffled auditory sensation of pleasure of being used by him.

His hands felt wet on her hips as she felt him charter custody of her human body to motor his peter harder as she could see the flavour of intensity in his eyes.

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

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

He needed her Thomas More than anything.

She felt his authority as much as his cock while he devoured her blind drunk twat, the intense belief starting to become overwhelming.

She had no way of asking permit and her pussy was now out of control as she unconsciously let go and began to squirt on his rooster as she had an almost out of body experience as he fucked her furiously.

"That's right on cum for me my little slut."

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

She felt her pussy dripping but did not care at that minute and wanted to be his lousy hussy. To be able-bodied to let go and be the aim of his desires and penury were fulfilling her as a lot as the climax he had just given her minute earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her legs, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her soaked puss again before pushing further and dropping her legs on his shoulders. Driving his rooster deeper still, this positioning moved him closer to her and the feeling of her pie-eyed kitty-cat pulling against his cock was amazing.

"Fuck I need this pussy."

He began pounding her, in a more retard and turn over movements, his tool making a point.

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her body reacted at his words as she tried to speak, for a moment forgetting the gag in her mouth, leaving only muffled sounds of proclaiming herself as his whore. She felt herself again being pushed towards the edge.

"You're going to feel me tomorrow."

Driving his prick harder still, pounding her pussy.

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

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

She felt his hands grab hold 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 fornicatress !"

His rooster deep.

"My fucktoy !"

earshot his filthy Christian Bible pushed her over the edge as she began to orgasm again. Her judgement doomed for a moment in bliss before being pulled back by both a feeling of his shaft starting to flood her as well as his immense cries of pleasure.

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