Next thing I know, she's pulling this silk scarf out of her purse with this look that just screamed, 'I'm about to ruin you.' My dick was already hard af, ngl. She pushed me onto the couch and was like, "You're not going anywhere," as she tied my wrists together. I was so turned on I couldn't even speak. She stuffed another scarf in my mouth, gagging me, and the whole time her fingers were brushing against my skin, making me shiver. She climbed on top of me, her weight pinning me down, and whispered, "Such a good boy for me," before grinding against my cock through my jeans. I was literally seeing stars, completely at her mercy. It was the most iconic, submissive moment of my life, period.Low-key obsessed? Spill more tea here or peep other stories!
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