so-much-to-play-with: After I released her from the naughty corner, she knew what was coming. She sl
so-much-to-play-with: After I released her from the naughty corner, she knew what was coming. She slightly misbehaved but made amends and still deserved what was planned. She was craving for it. I bound her hands in her back and began to run my rope around her shoulders. She was shivering but not from cold. Her body pressed against mine, I slowly tighten her arms closer and closer, pulling on the rope. One passage after the other made her back arched, magnifying her little body. Her elbows close to each other almost touching, she was so gracious. So fragile. I made her kneel on the floor and lifted her arms to leave her on the strappado she was waiting for. Her face inches from the floor, her sex drenched and swollen, her arms strained to the sky… I could have admired her perverted prayer for hours. I was stunned. But that prayer was for me, and I wanted to take it. I fucked her as she seemed to beg for. Watching her hands clinching, listening to her screams while each stroke of hip pulled on her arms… Good girl, she knows how to be forgiven. -- source link