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By *lut-anna OP TV/TS
over a year ago
Central London/ St Pancrass |
As I am waiting, I am thinking about what I have decided to do today. I have made 8 appointments already, 1 hour apart, as I really want to feel like a whore….
After 10 minutes, I hear the door open, then close. There is nothing I can do. The man comes into the room. I hear him remove some clothes. Funny that when some senses are removed, the other ones seem to be working harder… Then I feel the man removing m gag. My mouth is not empty for long as I feel the tip of his already hard cock pressing to my lips. Without any warning, he starts face fucking me. I am gagging on his cock and I love it. I am treated like the sex object I wanted to be… After a while, he withdraws. I am yanked to my feet, then pushed on the bed. He puts a pillow under my belly. I hear him tear a condom packet, and then remove my plug. Without lubing me further, he pushes his hard cock down my hole. He fucks me hard, without any consideration for my feelings. This is all about HIS pleasure. He is good as he fucks me for a long time. Then, he withdraws, pushes me on my knees next to the bed. I know what to do, I obediently open my mouth. I hear him grunt next to me and I am soon rewarded with a huge load in my mouth which I dutifully swallow. I stay there, waiting. I hear him put his clothes back on, then hear the door open and close. Only then do I slowly get to the bed side table and unlock the cuffs. I then remove the hood and the sleep mask. I go to the bathroom to freshen up. It took him 30 minutes to use me. I take my phone and managed to make 2 more appointments for later on. At 7.45, my phone pings with a new message. My 8 o’clock appointment is downstairs…
To be continued?
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