Contains BDSM, Femdom submission. But is essentially a love story.
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"I'm sorry Mistress. I can't help it. I love you. I will never say that to you again because I know it hurts you. " But Mistress Emma wouldn't listen to me. My pleading and begging was of no use. I was lying on my back, in the middle of the street. My arms wide open, legs spread-eagle, both tied to metal pins on either side. I was unable to move.
Mistress Emma took her boots in one hand, and with the other hand she started to open her sweaty black socks. She put one sock into the other, and then bundled them together. "Open your mouth slave!", she commanded.
"Please don't do this" I begged her. This made her very angry and she kicked me on my balls very hard. It made me scream and Mistress Emma forced her thick smelly socks into my mouth. Now I couldn't even talk! I was helpless. Her stinky socks wouldn't fit inside my mouth, so Mistress Emma used her right foot to gag them further into my throat. I could hardly breathe, and whatever air that did go in, was filled with the leathery aroma of Mistress Emma's toes. Then Emma walked back to my motorcyle that was parked a few metres ahead of where I was bound and gagged. I was very scared when I saw her coming back towards me with a roll of duct tape in her hands.
Even though Mistress knew that I was struggling to breathe, she wouldn't let me have enough.
I tried my best to force my lips shut, but her socks had filled my entire mouth. I tried harder. Just as my lips touched, Mistress slapped tape very hard over my mouth. I was now lying bound and helpless in the middle of the street, unable to move, and unable to speak. I had no choice but to constantly taste her wet socks. The stink of her socks filled my skull, and all the sweat and filth of her feet went directly into me. Her socks really went deep in my throat. I was seriously struggling to breathe. I tried to shout "Mistress please don't hurt me anymore! I might die Emma!". But all that came out was muffled noises.
I raised my head a little, and looked at Mistress Emma's face. She was really enjoying seeing me suffer.
I heard her foot steps getting softer. I raised my head and saw her getting on my motorcycle, and then putting on ignition. I was scared to death. She spoke loudly so I could hear "Don't you dare move slave!" I couldn't if I wanted to. I wouldn't even if I could, because she told me not too.
Oh God no! Mistress was going to use me as a human ramp! She was going to drive over my balls and kill me! I was gonna' die today! Mistress Emma was looking straight into my eyes and said "You really are the cutest slave.
She looked down from over the handlebars, and her beautiful red hair fell over the left side of her face. She stared at me naked. I looked at the beauty spot on the side of her juicy lips. It made me feel better. Then she started laughing again "Oh dear baby, does it hurt? My poor slave. Mommy will make it all beter". She released the brakes and the motorcycle slowly started moving forward, grinding my penis into the ground. The excruciating pain only kept getting worse. Even my past lives started to flash before my eyes. Then her motorcycle's rear wheel crashed over my groin so hard that blood exploded from my groin. I couldn't breathe anymore. Her socks went deeper into my throat.
As her motorcycle's rear wheel drove over my groin, my sternum broke and the wheel collapsed into my chest. My heart stopped beating. The last thing I could hear was her joyous laughter, and the last sight I saw was that of her sexy body on top of mine.
Μόνο ενήλικες!
Αυτός ο ιστότοπος περιέχει υλικό σεξουαλικού περιεχομένου, γυμνό και χρησιμοποιεί μία γλώσσα η οποία απευθύνεται σε ενήλικες. Η ιστοσελίδα προορίζεται για ενήλικες που βρίσκονται στη φυσική τους τοποθεσία -απ’ όπου εσείς αποκτάτε πρόσβαση στον ιστότοπο. Με την πρόσβασή σας στον ιστότοπο, δηλώνετε αυτομάτως ότι πληροίτε τα ηλικιακά κριτήρια και συμφωνείτε με τους Όρους και τις Προϋποθέσεις μας. Οποιαδήποτε μη εξουσιοδοτημένη χρήση αυτού του ιστοτόπου ενδέχεται να παραβιάζει την εθνική, ομοσπονδιακή ή και διεθνή νομοθεσία. Παρόλο που το Zuzana δεν αναπτύσσει, ούτε παράγει περιεχόμενο που να συνδέεται με τις διαφημίσεις μας, αυτές οφείλουν να συμμορφώνονται με τα πρότυπα ηλικίας και περιεχομένου. Το Zuzana έχει υιοθετήσει μία πολιτική μηδενικής ανοχής απέναντι στην παιδική πορνογραφία αλλά και τη διαφήμιση ή χρήση της ιστοσελίδας από πλευράς ανηλίκων.
Δηλώνω επίσης ότι θα καταγγέλλω περιπτώσεις εκμετάλλευσης ανηλίκων και/ή εμπορίας ανθρώπων στις αρμόδιες αρχές.
Δηλώνω επίσης ότι θα καταγγείλω τυχόν υποψίες εκμετάλλευσης ανηλίκων και/ή εμπορίας ανθρώπων στις αρμόδιες αρχές.
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