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| "that's my little angel" He slides his hand down to the mound of her pussy and gently applies a gentle pressure, causing her to shudder, as he bends his head down to kiss the delicate skin of her throat. He smiles as he hears her whimpers and leans in close whispering "better get dressed little one I'll pay for this keep it on" She nods and slides her leather pants on quickly, slips her tiny feet into the boots, peeking to make sure her Master isn't watching as she quickly runs her thumbs over her nipples, before slipping her corset on tying it loosely. She places the hot pink thong into the pocket of her leather pants. She walks slowly out to stand behind him, waiting patiently as he talks with the young girl at the counter. As they drive home he sneaks looks at her, admiring her childlike charm as she watches the scenery. As he helps her out of the car he pushes her against it, his erection pressing painful against her as he kisses her hard. Grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the house pushing her through the door roughly and pinning her against the hall wall, her nose against the cold plaster. She whimpers as he kisses her neck pulling the ribbons from her hair causing her curls to bounce down her shoulders, he grabs a handful of hair and leads her to the lounge room standing her infront of his recliner and then sits in front of her. "take your clothes off" he orders She looks at him cautiously as she slowly removes her boots sitting them neatly against the glass topped coffee table then wiggling out of the leather pants folding them and sitting them on top of the boots, lastly removing the corset and laying that down as well, until she is standing there in just the teddy, her bare skin glowing as her eyes stare at the floor. "Turn around" he orders Slowly she turns while he makes appreciative but crude remarks about her ass and legs, she blushes softly as she feels him slap her ass softly. "Now bend over and touch your toes" he orders She whimpers but obeys him feeling his hands trace over her buttocks a finger casually slipping in under the fabric and running from the top of her ass to her clit. Then it is gone she sighs softly in relief, until she hears him stand and pull his jeans off, he walks infront of her and pushes her to her knees. "Part your thighs and untie the crotch baby" he orders his voice becoming strained and husky She slides her thighs as far apart as she can and leans back slowly running her finger over the damp lace, untying the silk ribbon slowly exposing herself inch by inch to him. "Play with yourself baby, don't stop until i say and don't cum until i say" he orders "Don't you know its wrong to play with yourself you little slut" he asks angrily |
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