Sharon lay on the floor, hogtied tightly, her ass was beginning to burn from the now 6 hour deep wedgie. The lights were off and there was no noise at all, like a warehouse. The girl felt like she was an object, that she was forgotten about and had been left here to collect dust. Little did she know what was in store for her.
The door was unlocked, the lights came on, her new owner walked in and sat on a chair. He gazed at Sharon’s ass and could see the outline of her pussy as her cameltoe was still tightly in place. He got up, standing next to his fresh purchase. The ropes were slowly removed and before she knew it, the slave was on her knees with her eyes level to the man who she now belonged to’s crotch. She looked up at him, a slap hit her on the cheek. “Eyes down, whore” he whispered.
Sharon was left on her knees as the man circled her, observing his new property, she was pushed forwards onto all fours so he could inspect her deeply.