Sitting in a hotel room all by yourself is never all that it is cracked up to be. Especially when its it's one that is nice enough that you won't hate your employer for putting you there, but not nice enough to have things like a ways to stream to the TV. Not that any of that matters. I am stuck in this room without my Mr. who is 300 miles away. All I want to do is kneel in front of him. Take his cock into my mouth. Then proceed to service him until he pulls my face away. I want to be bent over and spanked until my ass looks like a tomato. I want to be gagged then forced to cum until I cry. I want to be reminded that I chose to submit to this man and by doing so I have given him the authority to treat my body, mind, and soul the way he deems fit. Sometimes that means holding me close and kissing my forehead. Other times, the kind of time that I am craving now, I am his fuck toy. My holes get filled. My ass gets smacked and whipped. My hair is pulled. My tits are twisted, bit, and slapped. My face is slapped. And after it is all done I beg for more and start to fantasize about what will happen the next time. Because my sick and twisted self loves it all.
It had been so long since Sandy and Sir had been able to play. Life had got in the way and she was ready to crawl out her skin with the need to orgasm. Sandy had the afternoon to herself, finally. The kids were gone, and she didn't have any other appointments to pull her away from the house. She knew she wasn't allowed to cum without Sir, but the need was outweighing her need to please and serve him. She made a decision. It's not like he was going to find out anyway, right? Sandy pulled out the toy box and found her favorite toy, her trusty rabbit. She knew it was cliche, but it worked and made her feel amazing. Sandy stripped down and got comfortable on the bed. The she slowly started sliding the toy inside while playing with her own oversized breasts. Pulling at her nipples as she slowly moved the fake cock in and out of her wet cunt. Eyes closed and imagining it was her Sir making her feel this way. She started moving it faster and turning up the intensity on the
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