Beg for me
As soon as she heard the click of the handcuffs and could feel the hard steel holding her hands in place behind her back, she knew she was at my mercy. No matter what I wanted to happen next, she wouldn’t be able to stop me. the look i gave she knew i meant she was mine, the return look she knew whatever i wanted i would have
That thought made her pussy salivate with pleasure that she felt drip down her leg.
With a fistful of hair, I forced her to her knees. Her eyes were looking up at me, begging me to take her then and there. But she wasn’t going to be used just yet. I wanted her to beg for that release, I wanted her to want it with a hunger she’s never felt before, I wanted her to suffer and endure a severe amount of torture, before she was allowed to taste the overwhelming pleasure I had coming her way this evening.