She undid the cartridge holder on the schoolgirl skirts slowly, after already removing her top for him. She was witting that his eyes 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 control. His eye followed her as she removed the wench as she placed it on the chair 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 workforce and again felt his eyes on her, devouring her nakedness and knowing she was affecting him.

He leaned forward in the electric 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 death chair and started to strip down in a meticulous fashion, placing his clothes across the chairperson and letting his now hard dick 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 Christian Bible. Almost inspecting what he owned.

His hand then moved down on her principal and pulled her hair's-breadth back where he wanted and then caressed her cheek as he knelt down.

"Mine,"he whispered with intent.

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

"Who owns this ?"

"You own me dada. All of me."

"You like that don't you ?"

"So much."

"Does it impress you ?"

"Yes pop. I'm wet."

His cock flexed.

"display me,"he instructed, putting his foot inside her knee and pulling her pegleg apart.

She assisted and spread for him while in that position. She moved her bridge player down and dragged her finger's breadth up her pussy back talk and held them in figurehead to show him.

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

She was salivating in anticipation.

He made her wait.

Her kitty-cat 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 sassing. She could pick up 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 plain as she took his putz and sucked him in a dedicate manner.

"shag I love your mouth,"he exclaimed.

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

She inhaled and tried to catch her intimation but wished he let her have more than time with his rooster in her mouth.

He moved to the side table and took hold of the ball gag and moved back to her displaying it in his hired man in a swinging fashion in nominal head of her eyes.

"Hair."

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

"Can't have the neighbour hearing you this night,"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 following implement he was going to utilise for the evening. Placing the metal bar in front end of her, he placed it around her neck and pulled her wrists in before clamping the other side on the back of her.

She had a moment of actualization that she was not incapable of moving her speed body and also gagged. The awe 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 torso 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, head turned and writhing on the bed. Her full breasts 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 look and was in need.

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

He could wait no longer and call for to consume her.

Moving between her pegleg, he spread them and guided his hard cock into her in one move. He was in need and she was going to fill his desires.

Her fingers curled in the only social movement she had while being shackled on the bed as his sex toy. She felt his cock rich inside penetrating her as she could only emit muffled speech sound of pleasure of being used by him.

His hands felt fast on her pelvic girdle as she felt him fill delay of her frame to push back his cock harder as she could see the look of intensity in his eyes.

"I am going to have a go at it you like no one else ever has, my short nookie doll."

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

He needed her more than anything.

She felt his authorization as much as his cock while he devoured her fuddled kitty-cat, the vivid feeling starting to become overwhelming.

She had no way of asking permission and her pussy was now out of ascendancy as she unconsciously let go and began to squirt on his putz as she had an almost out of soundbox experience as he fucked her furiously.

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

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

She felt her pussycat dripping but did not manage at that moment and wanted to be his filthy slut. To be able to let go and be the object of his desires and penury were fulfilling her as a lot as the orgasm he had just given her mo earlier.

He withdrew and gripped her leg, pushing them into the air as he moved inside her gazump pussycat again before pushing further and dropping her legs on his shoulder joint. Driving his prick deeper still, this side moved him closer to her and the feeling of her stiff pussycat pulling against his hammer was amazing.

"shtup I need this pussy."

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

"I fucking own this pussy."

Her body reacted at his password as she tried to speak, for a instant 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 cock harder still, pounding her pussy.

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

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

She felt his hands grab agree tighter, almost hurting her as his moan were building as he was about to explode.

"You are mine !"

He was now making the bed shake.

"My slut !"

His tool deep.

"My fucktoy !"

Hearing his filthy words pushed her over the edge as she began to orgasm again. Her creative thinker lost for a present moment in bliss before being pulled back by both a touch sensation of his stopcock starting to swamp her as well as his Brobdingnagian outcry of pleasure.

Together they were climaxing in a here and now of untellable need being fulfilled. There was no minute passed this one as this was the mo they both wanted to attain and live there for sempiternity .