Beginning with the bondage, then being pulled upward. Hanging by her wrists, forced to her knees. O-ring gaged. Then he did whatever he wanted to do. Pulling her around so that she faced him, doing what she might not have expected him to do. But she wouldn’t have it any other way.
It didn’t take her long to remember why she liked it, why she had come back for more. More bondage, more tickling, more teasing, more erotic torment. It made her squirm. It made her struggle, though there was no chance of escape. And it made her make those soft moaning sounds, as he pushed her sexual engine harder and faster. It also made her wonder why she waited so long to come back.
There was no longer any doubt that she enjoys what he does to her. The teasing, the tickling, the erotic torment, the riding crop. Even with her mouth forced wide open by the o-ring gag, she still had a big smile. As he walked toward her, then as he began. His hands all over her body. it. As he was enjoying doing what he does to her,.there was only one thing that she wanted. And that was more!