I AWOKE WITH A GASP A Saturday morning fantasy
I AWOKE WITH A GASP
A Saturday morning fantasy
I awoke with an audible gasp and sharp intake of breath when you splash my face and body with a bowl of cold water. You had expertly strangled me with the whip cord I made taking me in and out of consciousness finally taking me out and leaving me there. I was a limp, helpless mass of flesh clothed in suspender hose, a very short micro-mini dress that lets my balls hang out, sexy, lacey bra, high heels and a sexy blouse. Once you slipped me into unconsciousness, you began to manhandle my limp bag of flesh flopping me around into various poses to turn yourself on. That was only the beginning.
When you finally woke me up I found myself naked except for bloody suspender hose and heels. I was on my back. My hands were tied to a spreader bar
A Saturday morning fantasy
I awoke with an audible gasp and sharp intake of breath when you splash my face and body with a bowl of cold water. You had expertly strangled me with the whip cord I made taking me in and out of consciousness finally taking me out and leaving me there. I was a limp, helpless mass of flesh clothed in suspender hose, a very short micro-mini dress that lets my balls hang out, sexy, lacey bra, high heels and a sexy blouse. Once you slipped me into unconsciousness, you began to manhandle my limp bag of flesh flopping me around into various poses to turn yourself on. That was only the beginning.
When you finally woke me up I found myself naked except for bloody suspender hose and heels. I was on my back. My hands were tied to a spreader bar