I am spellbound. Mature sex Or maybe I’ll just punch you in the kidneys, as hard as I can, over and over, until they both turn to pulp and you’re pissing blood. God, yes. My assault thus finished, I stand over her with my arms crossed, waiting. No. Please forgive your stupid whore. She looks up at me, face pleading silently even before she says, ‘Master, please, let me clean off your dick. Do not put your foul, shit-eating mouth anywhere near my face. Make me bleed like a virgin. Is that why you were so turned on in the car’ Were you raped’ I said were you fucking raped, slut”
During the last sentence, I punctuate every word with another sharp blow. ‘But first, you’re gonna fuck yourself with the bristle end.
