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 hot seat, equanimity and deliberate. Everything he did was that way, as he liked to be in control. His eyes followed her as she removed the dame as she placed it on the chair and shyly covered herself a little playing the innocent girl.

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

She blushed.

"show 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 chair and took her in before having to adjust himself in his pants.

"Kneel."

She craved his control and was excited to put in to him.

As she knelt down, he moved out of the chair and started to undress in a meticulous fashion, placing his clothes 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 on it. But she waited.

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

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

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

Those Book sent a shudder through her body. She was now conscious of her wetness for the first time. He moved his hands to her chest and touched her, manhandling her as she submitted to him.

"Who owns this ?"

"You own me papa. All of me."

"You like that don't you ?"

"So much."

"Does it affect you ?"

"Yes Daddy. I'm wet."

His prick flexed.

"Show me,"he instructed, putting his metrical unit inside her knee and pulling her peg apart.

She assisted and spread for him while in that billet. She moved her hired man down and dragged her fingerbreadth up her kitty lip and held them in front to show him.

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

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

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

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

He placed his stopcock on her lips as she opened and took him in her mouth. She could hear his groan as she started to pleasure him and it turned her on so a good deal knowing she was giving him that much enjoyment.

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

"fucking I love your oral cavity,"he exclaimed.

Grabbing her hair in a rough personal manner, he pulled her sassing off his cock as there was some taradiddle sliding off her chin.

She inhaled and tried to watch her breathing spell but wished he let her have more time with his turncock in her mouth.

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

"Hair."

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

"Can't have the neighbour hearing you this evening,"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 need at his words.

He moved to the table once more and pulled the next implement he was going to apply for the even. Placing the alloy bar in front line of her, he placed it around her cervix 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 fear was coupled with excitement was intoxicating for her as she trusted him completely.

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

"Tonight you're my slight plaything."

She was watching him, head turned and writhing on the bed. Her wax tit 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 expect and was in need.

He moved back to the bed and was stroking his rooster as he did, looking at the beat mint of his submissive on the bed.

He could hold off no longer and need to eat her.

Moving between her legs, he spread them and guided his punishing cock into her in one gesture. He was in need and she was going to live up to his desires.

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

His hands felt crocked on her coxa as she felt him take detention of her frame to drive his cock harder as she could see the aspect of intensity in his eyes.

"I am going to have sex you like no one else ever has, my little jazz doll."

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

He needed her more than than anything.

She felt his dominance as much as his cock while he devoured her tight pussy, the vivid impression starting to turn overwhelming.

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

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

Her oculus were fluttering furiously as she was climaxing and listening to his dirty watchword and the audio they made together as he fucked her with pace.

She felt her twat dripping but did not give care at that here and now and wanted to be his filthy slut. To be able to let go and be the physical object of his desires and demand were fulfilling her as lots as the orgasm he had just given her consequence earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her legs, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her pissed kitty-cat again before pushing foster and dropping her ramification on his shoulders. Driving his rooster deeper still, this position moved him closer to her and the feeling of her tight pussy pulling against his cock was amazing.

"roll in the hay I need this pussy."

He began pounding her, in a more slow down and deliberate movements, his putz making a point.

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her trunk reacted at his words as she tried to talk, for a here and now forgetting the gag in her mouth, leaving only muffled speech sound of proclaiming herself as his fancy woman. She felt herself again being pushed towards the edge.

"You're going to feel me tomorrow."

Driving his cock harder still, pounding her pussy.

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

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

She felt his hands grab halt 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 !"

hearing his filthy word of honor pushed her over the edge as she began to orgasm again. Her brain lost for a moment in bliss before being pulled back by both a feeling of his cock starting to oversupply her as well as his vast cries of pleasure.

Together they were climaxing in a consequence of indescribable need being fulfilled. There was no instant passed this one as this was the moment they both wanted to attain and live there for sempiternity .