The hot swollen insides of my cunt produced so much wetness I had made a puddle. I was on his doorsteps. xx video I had written them out of my life a long time ago. Too long. I was to remain in that position, unsoiled, for as long as He saw fit. I could make out shadows, nothing more. I didn’t have permission to taste Him. He was big. I had broken more than one rule today. My clit was pulsating, I was moaning, I was wet. There were no windows. I knew it. I wanted to obey. Just a cold metal floor and an uncertain itinerary. It sometimes even puzzles me, yet here I kneel, wearing a collar, my Master’s collar, one I proudly sport.
