Part 1 of a big man weeping and watching

He was a powerful man. Although he may have been wallowing at my feet, he was still a powerful person. He was not at my apartment.

He had no power in my apartment. He knew this. We had already agreed on it.

"Stop whining!" I sighed, and buried my stiletto heel 7 inches deeper into his flesh.

His back was raw and red. My heels, my toys and even a fire poker caused him to have marks on his back.

He had asked me to buy the fire poker. I didn't have a fireplace. My apartment was located in Manhattan's Midtown.

I would provide the client with what he wanted. They crossed a line.

One man asked me if I would smash on a glass table, while he was sleeping underneath.

He was never my client.

Another wanted me to become pregnant in order to start lactating. I did it so he could breastfeed me.

This one was not my client.

Brian, the man lying at my feet, had requested different painful objects but he hadn't asked me to shite on him or shoot breast milk at him.

Luckily. He was a very wealthy man so I wanted to give him everything he needed.

He said, "Yes, Mistress."

I was able to hear his weak voice and get back to reality. I told him to stand up and face the wall.

A few weeks back, I had hung a hook on one of my bedroom walls.

A powerful man underwent an erection due to apprehension

I pulled a blindfold from my dresser, and tied it around his neck. It would drive him crazy, so I took his eyes and tied it around his head.

He would be curious. Just be a little afraid. He would be afraid.

He didn't understand what I was planning for him. He preferred that way. Of course, we had already discussed his limits.

Apart from that, I was allowed to do what I wanted.

Two ropes were attached to the hook at the wall. As the ropes dangled, the metal rings at their ends clinked.

I decided that the leather cuffs would work best for him. I then lifted his arms up above his head and attached his cuffs to the metal rings on his ropes.

Finally, I adjusted his rope length so that his arms were pulled high above his head. He was unable to move.

He was lucky to be only 5'10 while I was 6 feet.

I stood still and watched him silently. Although he was in his late 40s, he still had dark hair. There were a few grey strands here and there.

His fingers were twitching above his head. My eyes drifted downward. With each breath, his hairy chest moved rapidly.

Further down, the cock was still semi-hard. It was probably eight inches in height when it was hard, though I had never measured it. It was larger than most hard cocks, even semi-hard.

Nipples, latex

It was the thickness that made it so wet. A long cock is fine, but a thick one is what I need. Feeling it move my pussy when it enters me.

I refused to touch his cock. It would be difficult. It would be difficult soon enough.

Instead, I glanced at my phone. I ignored all the notifications that I was only looking at at the moment. My doorbell rang just as I was about to put my phone down.

Perfectly on time. Nick was just outside my apartment door. I'd never met Nick before.

He smiled at me when I opened the door. His expression changed as he examined my outfit.

It got serious. I was hungry. My nipples were in holes and I was wearing a latex crotchless, crotchless body.

Nick was 27 years of age. He was tall with messy blonde hair. Freckles covered his tanned skin.

I had met him through Tinder and told him what I wanted tonight. He was open to it. I motioned to him to follow me.

Brian noticed something was wrong when we first entered the room. He was adamant against the restraints, and his head turned toward us. As it got harder, his cock began to twitch.

He said, "Hey, I brought a powerful man here to fuck you," I replied.

He groaned.

"You are nothing. You are just useless. "You can't satisfy me so I gave you no choice," I said.

Watch a man of power sex

His cock was now rock solid, and pointing straight out. I laid down on my back and spread my legs to allow Nick to reach between my legs.

He began to eat me from the floor as he sat down in front of me.

His tongue moved about my clit, and I groaned.

Brian was a lot louder than I. His mouth was making animalistic sounds.

My pussy juices and Nick's saliva were running down my legs. I moved Nick to the side and got up.

Brian had to see me get fucked so I took off the blindfold. As he stared at me, his expression was wild. Then he turned to Nick.

After Nick had undressed me, he lifted my head and placed me on the mattress. He pushed me inside his cock, which was already very hard.

I screamed and threw my head in the air. I turned my head to see Brian, as Nick was pounding me. My legs were up in the air.

Brian was straining his arms against the ropes once more. He wanted to touch his own skin. His cock was throbbing.

Nick grabbed my hand and turned me around. He reached for my legs and pulled his cock into me from the back. I had never been fucked so hard by anyone before.

Brian was looking at me again. I was able to escape between the moans. "This is how a powerful men should be able fuck."

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