Dominant Mistress: Two Weeks of Intense BDSM Submission (3)
It’s clearly all that interests Naomi, unlike Madame, who obviously plans to use me for other purposes. I’m happy that she is my
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It’s clearly all that interests Naomi, unlike Madame, who obviously plans to use me for other purposes. I’m happy that she is my
A simple slap, and my life changes radically. Sometimes, fate hinges on small things. How did I become submissive husband to my magnificent wife? We
My dominant wife momentarily left the room while I continued to chew on her panties. She wasn’t wrong; my saliva mixed with the fabric
He hated her. At least, that’s what he told himself every morning. Clara, his domineering boss, was unbearable. Cold, distant, authoritarian, he felt like a
What was happening to me? Why was I obeying her so blindly? My dominant wife had just cheated on me, humiliated me, and I could
I was taking the train back in the opposite direction, the plug had resumed its place, almost too small to stay in. My pussy
My Dominant Wife came out of the shower a few minutes later, this time completely naked. The sight of her overwhelmed me with love. She
A few minutes later, Angélique, the magnificent Dominant Goddess, reappears in her equestrian outfit. This Dominatrix wears tight black pants, high red
Two long weeks have passed. Every day, I thought about her, my dominatrix secretary. Each time, my erection was prevented by the chastity cage
Madame, my Dominant Mistress, did not lie; her friends are indeed worse than she is. I hear her refuse with relief. “No, it’s too