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

He sat in the chair, calm and deliberate. Everything he did was that way, as he liked to be in control. His centre followed her as she removed the skirt as she placed it on the chairperson and shyly covered herself a little playing the barren girl.

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

She blushed.

"Show me."

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

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

"Kneel."

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

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

"See what you do to me my young woman,"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 word. Almost inspecting what he owned.

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

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

Those quarrel sent a tingle through her body. She was now conscious of her wetness for the first time. He moved his hand 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 involve you ?"

"Yes papa. I'm wet."

His cock flexed.

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

She assisted and spread for him while in that positioning. She moved her hand down and dragged her fingers up her pussy lips and held them in front to shew him.

He was still in control outwardly but extremely worked up inside with desire for her. Moving his body between her now open ramification, he held his turncock to her mouth.

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

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

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

He placed his peter on her mouth as she opened and took him in her mouth. She could pick up his moan as she started to pleasure him and it turned her on so very much knowing she was giving him that much enjoyment.

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

"piece of ass I love your mouth,"he exclaimed.

Grabbing her hair in a rough way, he pulled her mouth off his turncock as there was some drool sliding off her chin.

She inhaled and tried to catch her breath but wished he let her suffer to a greater extent time with his dick in her mouth.

He moved to the English table and took hold of the formal gag and moved back to her displaying it in his hand in a vacillation fashion in front of her eyes.

"Hair."

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

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

She needed him to use her and teach her the thing her eubstance 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 side by side implement he was going to utilise for the evening. Placing the metal bar in front of her, he placed it around her cervix and pulled her carpus in before clamping the other side on the backrest of her.

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

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

"Tonight you're my trivial plaything."

She was watching him, brain turned and writhing on the bed. Her full knocker 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 hammer as he did, looking at the amazing muckle of his submissive on the bed.

He could wait no longer and need to consume her.

Moving between her legs, he spread them and guided his hard shaft into her in one motion. He was in penury and she was going to live up to his desires.

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

His men felt tight on her rose hip as she felt him learn clasp of her frame to drive his cock harder as she could see the tone of chroma in his eyes.

"I am going to be intimate you like no one else ever has, my little get laid doll."

His demeanour was emphatic and controlling and he knew what he wanted and was now taking it at will. Looking down at his keep back submissive, the tactual sensation on intense luxuria like no other was drowning inside him.

He needed her Sir Thomas More than anything.

She felt his control as much as his prick while he devoured her loaded pussy, the vivid feeling starting to get overwhelming.

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

"That's the right way cum for me my footling slut."

Her center 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 worry at that mo 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 moments earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her legs, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her pixilated pussy again before pushing further and dropping her pegleg on his shoulder joint. Driving his cock deeper still, this position moved him closer to her and the tone of her besotted kitty pulling against his cock was amazing.

"shtup I need this pussy."

He began pounding her, in a more slow and consider apparent movement, his cock making a point.

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her consistency reacted at his Word of God as she tried to speak, for a mo 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 stopcock harder still, pounding her pussy.

"nooky !"he cried out, in a import that she watched him almost mislay mastery as the look on his face was unlike anything else.

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

She felt his manus grab throw tighter, almost hurting her as his groan were building as he was about to explode.

"You are mine !"

He was now making the bed shake.

"My jade !"

His tool deep.

"My fucktoy !"

sense of hearing his dirty Holy Scripture pushed her over the edge as she began to orgasm again. Her nous lost for a moment in blissfulness before being pulled back by both a intuitive feeling of his dick starting to flood her as well as his immense cry of pleasure.

Together they were climaxing in a moment of indefinable need being fulfilled. There was no moment passed this one as this was the present moment they both wanted to attain and live on there for perpetuity .