They had been two of the strictest, most dominant women around. Now they busied themselves performing like a pair of cheap whores at the snap of his fingers. Somewhere deep inside they felt the sting to their pride, but it was overwhelmed by their

They had been two of the strictest, most dominant women around. Now they busied themselves performing like a pair of cheap whores at the snap of his fingers. Somewhere deep inside they felt the sting to their pride, but it was overwhelmed by their

&Amp;Ldquo;Look At Yourself. You Are Chained And Cuffed. You Are Collared And Helpless. And This Is What You Crave Isn&Amp;Rsquo;T It. This Is What You Need, Isn&Amp;Rsquo;T It?&Amp;Rdquo; She Closed Her Eyes, A Soft Desperate Sigh Escaping Her Lips. &Amp;Ldquo;Yes

&Amp;Ldquo;So Um&Amp;Hellip; Today&Amp;Rsquo;S Lesson Is Uh&Amp;Hellip;&Amp;Quot; She Started. The Words Didn&Amp;Rsquo;T Seem To Want To Form. &Amp;Quot;Go On,&Amp;Rdquo; He Said, Prompting Her. &Amp;Ldquo;Today&Amp;Rsquo;S Lesson Is Uh&Amp;Hellip;. Um&Amp;Hellip; Cockulous&Amp;Hellip; No.. Calc.

He&Amp;Rsquo;D Kept Her Waiting. Something No One Ever Did. When She Told Someone To Meet Her, She&Amp;Rsquo;D Expected Them To Be There Right On Time. Of Course That Was When She&Amp;Rsquo;D Been In Charge. Tonight She Wore The Outfit He Told Her To Wear.

The Girl Stayed On All Fours Under Her New Master, Listening To The Grunting, Slobbering Sounds Of Her Former Mistress As The Leather Clad Domme Was Turned Into Master&Amp;Rsquo;S New Cocksucking Cumdump.

&Amp;Ldquo;Good Evening, Master. How May I Please You?&Amp;Rdquo;

&Amp;Ldquo;Please Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Make Me Do This,&Amp;Rdquo; She Begged, Trying To Cover Herself Just A Little, Feeling So Utterly On Display In The Park. &Amp;Ldquo;Oh Yes,&Amp;Rdquo; He Said. &Amp;Ldquo;I&Amp;Rsquo;M Going To Fuck Those Tits Of Yours Right Here.&Amp;Rdquo;

&Amp;Hellip;And That Was The Last Time She Said &Amp;Lsquo;No&Amp;Rsquo; To Her Master.

Domestic Roles In Proper Perspective.

The Two Dommes Had Shared Everything: Their Home, Their Wardrobes, Their Slaves&Amp;Hellip; &Amp;Hellip;Now They Shared The Same Position As His Bound And Helpless Torture-Sluts. They Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Even Look At One Another Anymore, Just Heard One Another

&Amp;Ldquo;Look Up At Me, You Cocksucking Whore,&Amp;Rdquo; He Commanded. She Forced Herself To Meet His Gaze, Glaring At Him As He Continued To Humiliate Her. &Amp;Ldquo;Hard To Believe You Wasted All Those Years Just Playing With Women. At Least Now You&Amp;Rsquo;Re

&Amp;Ldquo;We&Amp;Rsquo;Re Going To Make Some Nice Home Videos,&Amp;Rdquo; He Said. &Amp;Ldquo;And If You&Amp;Rsquo;Re A Very, Very Good Little Plaything I May Not Send Them To Everyone On Your Phone&Amp;Rsquo;S Contact List.&Amp;Rdquo;

&Amp;Ldquo;Oh! I Am Too A Domme! I Am I Am I Am!&Amp;Rdquo; She Would Have Stomped Her Foot If She Wasn&Amp;Rsquo;T Afraid She Would Fall Over. Why Didn&Amp;Rsquo;T Anyone Take Her Seriously These Days?

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