It’s a warm Saturday night in Spain.
He enters the room straight from the hut tub, looking masculine and sexy. He wears a towel around his chiseled waist, with a cock-sure smile on his lips (“soon to be removed”, thinks Lady Harrington!).
I’m standing, in my tiny pvc dress, with my long whip, silk gloves heels. I hold a powerful stance, with one leg on a chair - legs wide - so he can see my hot pussy poking from under the material. I stare at him. My eyes are burning into his….the smile on his face fades when he sees my stern expression. This is no game! “I am Mistress Lady Harrington”, I tell him.
“Drop to your knees…” I command….still holding the oppressive gaze..
I put the collar around his neck, with the lead attached to the table leg.
He is facing me, with his butt to the table, with nowhere to go. I have him cornered.
’Tonight you are going to be a good girl for me”…”I’m going to teach you how to be a good little slut.”
I have to get you ready for all those horny men. I’m going to make some good money out of you. You will be known as Belinda.”
…”YOU ARE MINE!”
I grab his chin….
”My sweet, sweet Belinda”…hmmm, but does your pussy smell sweet?”
Stand up.
Bend over, put your hands on the table, where I can see them!
I spin him around, kick his legs wider apart, and push his head to the table.
I sniff his pussy. I groan. “It is sweet, like a peach”.
I take my long whip and place it in line with his perineum, from belly button to the top of the arse crack…I pull it back and fourth, brushing the rough leather over his intimate areas and smacking the caged cock, with makes him groan in pain.
”Tonight I make you my slut”…
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