I stood their naked, my bare body pressed against the ice cold steel bars. I could barely move because my master was there, behind my back, nearly pressing me into the cage with her power. She bent me over and I felt weakness rise from my toes as the filled me with something really big. It was hard, and then the feeling became softer, I realized it was her nipple touching my hole dripping from urge to submit…
Femdom in a dark dungeon
Written By: Editor
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Oct•
04•12
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