That’s the first time he has called me by first name and it feels a little strange.
The assault on my pussy starts to feel really good and when he starts gently smacking me with that whip, I am getting really close to cumming. There is so much juice spilling out I can actually hear it hitting the floor.
“You are close aren’t you Missy girl?”
“Yes Sir,” barely getting the words out, I am breathing so hard.
“I don’t think so.”
As abruptly as he slammed that thing into me, he pulled it out. Leaving me feeling completely empty.
Somehow, he lowers me to my knees, while I’m still strung from the ceiling.
He grabs my hair and steps in front of me.
“Open your mouth slut.”
Forcefully, he shoves his cock in my mouth and fucks my face.
I can barely breathe and I’m gagging, spit running down my chin.
“You have a hot little mouth Missy. I’m really going to like using it.”
He is fucking my face for so long I feel as though I might pass out.
He forces his cock down my throat one last time and just as I think I might puke, he opens my mouth and shoots burst after burst of cum straight down my throat.
Holy shit. I might actually drown for so much cum. I can’t swallow it fast enough.
“Excellent job, Missy girl. I think you are going to have to stay the night in case I decide to use you again.”
My wrists hurt and will definitely have bruises as I look at them when he let’s me down and undoes my ankles.
“I should make you sleep here on the floor but you showed great restraint so I’ll show you to your room while you are here.”
He leads me to a beautiful room with the same view that I saw through the windows downstairs.
“There is a bathroom there and a closet full of clothes. I will choose what you wear though.”
“You may shower before bed but don’t you dare touch that pussy of mine.”
“Yes Sir.”
I’m much too exhausted for a shower and there is no way I’m touching my sore pussy right now.
Climbing into the plush king bed, I wonder what this man has planned for me.