The Puppet Master

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I stared at my ad placed in the phone book, somewhat amazed. After all these years, I was finally ready to start my practice. Feeling confident at my abilities, yet alittle insecure, due to the lack of experience, I was nervous to say the least. And the phone had not even rang yet. Although I had no receptionist, I was quite proud about my large office, the center piece being the comfortable reclining couch [ which actually vibrated ] for relaxation. That and my desk, which I sat at now waiting.... for the phone to ring.
 
Dailing 673-2001

"Hello, is this Dr.Burns office. Well , yes, my name is Angelique, and I would like to make an appointment."
I listened for a moment, while the voice explained that while he was booked today, tomorrow there was an opening at 1:pm that was available.
" Okay, that sounds fine." I acknowledged, rather hopefull.
{ " See you then."} the voice confirmed.
" Yes , goodbye. "

When I hung up the phone, all of a sudden, I felt a bit doubtful. Oh I hope he can help me, I thought. Maybe I should have called a marriage counselor instead. All that I knew was... that I needed someone to talk to, we had so many problems lately, that I felt were my fault, or so my hubby said.....my past had something to do with it of course, being spoiled and a daddy's girl...our sex life as it was.....so many problems. Was I to blame ?
 
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Thusday 1:02 pm

I swung the hypnotic pendulem from my finger, suspended in front of my eyes, back and forth, it traveled. Glancing at the clock on the wall, in my office, I noticed she was late. I was confident though, my first patient would show. I had detected a hint of desperation in her voice, although our conversation was very short.
There was a soft knock moments later.
" Come in." I stood up guickly, placing the charm in my desk drawer, out of sight.
I must say I was caught off guard when she entered. I wasn't expecting her to be so striking.....so beautiful. How could people that looked like her have any problems ?
" Have a seat." I said gesturing towards the couch. " I'm sorry for the oversight, but I didn't get your name when you called yesterday."
"That's okay, my name is Angelique, " she stood in front of the couch, looking unsure of herself , as if uncertain as to whether to sit down or not. When she did, I had to tell myself to breathe, such a simple act.... usually.
It must have been the way she crossed her stocking clad legs, the soft [ seductive ] whisper they made as she did, or the scent of her perfume when she sat. Or was it those deep brown eyes, luxurious dark hair that framed her pefect face..... all of the above I'm sure, but when combined, it hit me like a ton of bricks.
{ Get a hold of yourself, I cautioned]
I sat on top of my desk, trying not to look at her legs which were accented by her short skirt and high heels. I remembered that my state of the art video camera was recording every minute of this meeting, for further review and security reasons. I took a deep breath:
" So... where do we begin ? "
 
On the couch 1:17pm

" I'm not sure where to start exactly. I don't even know if you can help me..... but I seem to be so confused lately."
Your voice was soothing when you spoke," I believe I can help you, that is what I am here for, so relax and start at the beginning. "
I sank back into the plush leather sofa, pulling my short skirt down as I did. I was suddenly grateful that it was rather dark in the office, maybe I should have chose a more modest outfit. When I first entered , I expected someone much older and not so ...attractive.
"Well, I guess you could say that I've always considered myself a ....daddy's girl. I mean I was always treated by him like a princess. Spoiled rotten, everything I ever wanted I got. Except my taste in men. I realize now that it is very hard for my husband, Jeff , to live up to this image." Oh God, I was leaving so much out.'' But when my daddy passed, I felt so alone, so empty.... inside."
I glanced at you, to see if you understood my pain, but you were nothing more than a shadow, sitting there in the dark.
" Go on"
"Well it was like nothing mattered anymore. Not Jeff, not our marriage....sex. I became a royal bitch to everyone. Truthfully, I wasn't surprised when he ...strayed.I drove him to it."
Silence.
" Finally it was too late," I continued, " for us, but I wanted to be comforted..... to feel a man's arms around me. I started having all these fantasies.....but it seemed no man could measure up. It's not because the lack of available men, there are plenty , believe me, but none are good enough for me. It would have to be someone very strong... very.... confident."
 
1:27 pm

I had moved to a chair closer to her.
I was entralled by her story so far, as well as being intoxicated by her . Most of my fellow psych's had told me, the hardest part of this job is staying awake. How wrong they were. True, in my opinion, her problems were quite simple- but at the same time- very complex. And I sensed.....there was ALOT more to this than met the eye.
I listened while she continued to describe her loss, her father and her husband, apparently, [who could let this woman go ]. Trying not to look at her, to remain in control, to gain her trust, as she opened up to me.
Although my mind was racing, along with my heartbeat, I forced myself to remain silent for a moment.....
" Of course you need someone very strong.... and confident" I heard myself say.
 
1:28 pm

" It seems everything just hit me at once. My grief, stress....of my failing marriage, depression and anxiety....it is too overwhelming." I look at you, " Do you think you can help me?"
" I'm sure I can, but not in one visit."
I cross my arms across my chest, you are so close, before I continue, " And all these fantasies I've been having.....maybe to get back at my husband...... they are so........wicked."
Suddenly you stand, which startles me, and pace back and forth.
" Why do you think your fantasies are wicked ? I mean, they can't be based in reality."
God my throat is dry, I need a drink of water, I think. Can I tell him about my thoughts? Don't be silly, I scold myself, that's what I'm here for. Still.... As if to read my mind, you encourage me .
"If you expect me to help you, you'll have to be honest and trust me.... this is only between us and goes no further than this room."
" You have to understand Doctor....this is..embarrassing for me."
"Yes I can understand but.... everyone has fantasies to one degree or another. Just do not underestimate how important they are."
"Well....it's quite simple really. I dream that a very dominate man overpowers me....puts me in my place..... punishes me by spanking my bottom first....in front of a room full of people....humiliates me for being such a stuck-up bitch and he .... exposes my....me to everyone before he ....mounts me." I close my eyes because I can not look at you right now.
Unbearable silence fills the room for a moment.
" Actually many people have simular fantasies"
 
At the corner bar 4:25pm

I sat at the bar staring down into the shot of Jack in front of me. It was almost happy hour and the joint was filling up fast, and someone had played on the juckbox' Honky Tonk Woman' by the Stones "I just can't seem to drink her off my mind" Wasn't that an understatement ?
Let's put it this way, true I was single at thirty years old, and have had a few females in my life in my time....but never had one affected me this way, plus she was still married after all and a patient of mine to boot. Granted, Angelique was a bit confused.....and I knew I could help her......without taking advantage of the situation...couldn't I?
All I really knew, was to me she WAS the SEXIEST female I have ever encountered.
The whiskey burned my throat as I swallowed it, washing it down with a beer chaser. My God, only three more days until I saw her again. My ad had produced a few more patients, but no one could compare with her.They didn't matter.
I ordered another round. Angelique's fantasies were now MY fantasies........and I, of all people, did not believe in fairy tales.


" I later dealt for a divorcee in New York City,
I had to put up some kind of a fight.
The lady then she covered me with roses,
she blew my nose and then she blew my mind"
 
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Monday 12:05 pm

It was a horriable weekend, I spent almost all of it alone. My unfaithful husband was with his lover somewhere....probably Vegas. Although I knew I really didn't love him anymore, it still stung, but being alone was even worse in a way. It all felt .....meaningless.
I did look forward till today, when I could see the Doctor again. I had felt so much better after my last visit, getting certain things off my chest. Finally, someone had listened { though I had paid the fee } but, in an odd way, he seemed to really care. Not to mention being very cute, rather young to be a doctor besides.
I slipped into my black heels, to stand before the mirror, turning around to check my profile. My white short flaring dress barely covered my ass, accented by my black stockings with the line up the back. My long dark hair hung free, a touch of curl. Yes, maybe I was a bit overdressed, I thought as I studied the swell of my upturned breasts.....but I knew the good doctor couldn't take his eyes off of me the last time, even if he pretended not to look.
Let my hubby be with his slut...I didn't care at all......
 
Monday 1:01 pm

Damn, I thought, I would soon need a secretary to help out in the office as I added another patient to my appointment list, which was growing daily. Yes I needed distractions to keep my mind off of HER, who as a matter of fact , was supposed to be here any minute. I hoped. So far Angelique had not canceled. Yes, I was eager to suggest hypnosis as a treatment, if she would agree, but I knew it wouldn't hurt for me to go under also, ANYTHING to keep my mind off of her!
Yes, I had a plan, even if my conscience told me it was wrong. I simply could not help it.
The door opened and there she stood. A vison of beauty. A siren. I quickly put on my mask. She was incrediable. Again, I had to force myself to breathe.
" Ahhh... Angelique"
She followed me into my office, where we could shut out the rest of the world.


After she was relaxed on the reclining chair, I explained the benefits of hypnosis to her, more or less describing the whole procedure. She appeared rather doubtful as she listened.When I finished I asked if she had any questions.
" Do you really think it will work? I mean.... are my problems so serious that we have to resort to this?"
" It's really a common pratice, used to unlock the unconscience mind.....the hidden secrets that you have forgotten over the years..."
" Haven't I told you enough about my ... Angelique interupted, blushing, " fantasies?"
" Well yes..." I tore my eyes away from her legs, to look into those deep brown eyes," But I feel there is alot more hidden away...that we have to bring to the surface."
" If you think it will help, Doctor, then let's try." She stared up at me with an innocent expression, " I trust you."
With those words I suddenly felt... all these mixed emotions....slightly guilty, sinister if you will....on the other hand I felt....excited....powerful.
 
In the office.....

Oh God, was I prepared to do this? I was so nervous, to say the least. I knew my outlook on life was a bit warped, or so I've been told by my husband and a few close friends, but this seemed a little ....extreme.
What could anyone expect from me, all my life I've always had everything handed to me, never had a career, Daddy took care of me, gave me anything I wanted. So what if I expected Jeffrey to do the same. Was it wrong of me to want to be pampered or spoiled? I felt like I deserved it. Could I help it if no man lived up to my expectations? Was good enough for me? What I really needed was for one strong man to put me in my place, take charge, though that has never happened... they stayed away... maybe because I was an ice princess.
Whatever, I WAS unhappy.....so dissatisfied with my life... I would be willing to try anything........
 
Time stands still....

Actually Angelique proved to be an easy subject to put under my spell so to speak. Despite her reservations, I found her quite willing to participate, which made her even more acceptable to my administrations { however, this technique I can not reveal to the common layman } All that mattered, was that it worked, with alittle help from my swaying pendant.
I started with the basic questions: " What is your name ?"
"Angelique."
{ Me } " And who are you ?''
{ She laughs } I'm a woman, although some people call me a total bitch."
" Why is that?"
" Because I treat them like dirt. "
" Why do you do this?"
" Because I feel they are beneath me. Especailly men." she adds.
" Why do you feel like this? About men , I mean."
" It's just that....I think they are so weak...most of the time."
{ Me } Do you care to elaborate on this?"
" No. It's just my opinion."
I sit back in my chair, aware you are truely under my control. Or else you wouldn't be so honest. I let my eyes look over your lushious body, from head to toe. You are totally at ease.
{ I continue, boldly now } " Angelique...would you do anything I told you too?"
"Why yes....Doctor."
{ This is too good to be true I think to myself } " Then tell me why you dressed like that today? Your dress IS very short."
Again she blushes. " Because I wanted you to look at me."
" Do you always dress like that?"
" Most of the time. I like to tease."
I am at a loss for words for a moment. So many things I want to order you to do. I decide to start slowly, resisting the urge to spank your bottom, amongest other things. And I feel the familar swelling of my cock.
" Angelique.. do you consider me... your master?"
" Yes sir. " you answer shyly.
" Then I want you to lift up your dress and show me....yourself."
You obey my command without any resistance at all. With both hands you lift your dress, while at the same time lifting your legs towards your chest.....exposing the garter belt holding up those black stockings along with your white sheer see thru panties.
I hold my breathe.
" Now... touch yourself"
You close your eyes as you purse your lips, letting the manicured nail slowly make it's way up the outside of your sheer undergarment. I can only watch in amazement.
" I want you to play with your nipple."
And with the fingers of your other hand you slip the dress from your shoulder... exposing your round, firm breast....teasing the nipple to erection.......

MY PUPPET ON A STRING!!!!!!!!!!
 
" I want you...Angelique.....to describe to me, one of your fantasies."
" Oh, Doctor....I have so many"
" Let us start with your most recent."
Her finger slips inside her sheer panties, I can see the manicured fingernail as it slowly slides up and down her moist slit, the other still pinching and teasing the protruding nipple.
" Spread your legs wider for me , Angelique ...but first remove your panties. "
I watch fascinated, as this temptess seductively pulls her panties down those silky long legs, tossing them in my direction after she removes them. Immediatly, her fingers return to her pussy, after she spreads her legs open, exposing herself to me. My cock has grown hard in the confines of my underwear so I release it into my hand, bringing Angelique's scented panties to my nose. I inhale her musky fragrance and feel my cock grow thicker as I do.
We sit there in silence, her fantasies all but forgotten. I can not believe the power I have over this beautiful woman....if we had met anywhere else, I'm sure she wouldn't have given me a second glance. Now here she sat in my office, on my couch....with her legs spread open provoctifively, playing with herself in front of me. I wanted to ravish her completely but held back.....if and when I did, I wanted Angelique to be aware...not under hypnosis.
For now...somewhat in agony....I only stroked my swollen cock, using her soft, silky underwear.
" Angelique...you will now tell me one of your fantasies....."
 
On the couch.....

" Angelique....you will now tell me one of your fantasies"



{ Angel }" Which one? Let's see...there is the lifegaurd at the country club pool....one of my girlfriend's husband....the bartender at 'Contico's..."

{ Docter }" Have you had any...recently ?"

{ Angel } "Why, yes...just last night....except I couldn't see his face, he wore this hood, but his body was muscular...huge biceps and chest , with these black leather chaps...and he was standing on stage and we.... my husband and I, were sitting in the audience watching.......{ Angelique hesitates, closes her eyes as her finger works faster in her wet pussy }

{ Doctor }" Go on...please."

{ Angel } " We are at this slave auction, so then this blonde is brought out on stage...in chains, with a ball gag and a blindfold on....her master whips her in front of us.... she struggles but to no avail.....then the bidding starts... and she is sold to the highest bidder."

{ Doctor } "Then what happens ?"

{ Angel } " Next my husband escorts me backstage.... where I am suddenly cuffed and blindfolded too. My dress is stripped off of me...but they leave on my stockings and dress me in this skimpy white petticoat with no top, leaving my breasts uncovered.... { the fingers of one hand return to her nipple to rub briskly} When I am ready, then I am led onstage by a chain and collar, to be placed on a satin pedestal -like thing...kind of like this couch.....
 
As I listened to my beautiful patients story, I could not help but notice slight simularities in reference to her fantasy man. It sounded somewhat like she was discribing her last visit and I was the hooded man, someone she didn't know yet really. In a way, Angelique's husband had driven her to seek help, thus here she was....in my chair, and what a sight to behold.
My own hand was stroking my fully erect nine inches as I listened to her continue her story. It took every ounce of self control not to stand above her and order this naughty wife to place my cock in her mouth, among other things that I could think of. Instead, I just listened, myself almost in a trance...under her spell.
" Then my new master desribed me to audience....informing them that I was nothing but a slut....a plaything for their amusement...to be sold to the highest bidder. I was ordered to spread my legs so they could see my cunt, so they could see what they were paying for. [ at this point Angelique inserts a finger into herself ] Oh God ....I was so wet and creamy..."[she smiles as if remembering ].
I can no longer stand it. Rising from my chair, I approach her, to stand over her, my aching cock just inches from her lips. I know somehow that I have crossed the line.... " Please continue"
" He tells everyone I am a spoiled brat....a rich pampered princess that needs to be put in her place....and to do this, all I need is to be spanked....and then my master commands me to suck his dick....so everyone can see how obediant I am."
" SUCK MY COCK- SLAVE SLUT !!!!" I can't help it.
Her tongue starts at the bottom of my thick shaft and makes it's way slowly up, pausing at the top, swirling around the tip. I force it down hard with my hand....to make better contact....holding my breathe, fighting the urge to explode....[ my brain screams not to let that happen.....how will I explain the cum when she wakes up ] Oh shit...no!!!!! I can't resist and begin thrusting my hips [ I'll think of something ! ]
I feel it first in my toes and then it travels up my spine. That sensation......I grab her by the hair, pulling her closer...forcing my throbbing cock into her mouth. Taken by surprise, Angelique's teeth scratch me, but I am above the pain . She recovers... making a circle with her lips. I feel my whole body tense before I erupt..... " Swallow it bitch....all of it!!!"
Suddenly all the power seems to drain from me......



Sitting at my desk again, I order her to put on her panties and then go to the restroom to rinse her mouth with mouthwash. She is in there quite a while before returning to the chair in which she calmly sits. I debate whether or not to wake her yet....I do have another appointment soon...so with a clap of my hands {clap -clap- clap }
 
Inside the restroom

After shutting the door to insure my privacy, I smiled at my reflection in the mirror.
Calmly I brush my tangled locks, touchup my makeup and gargle with the provided mouthwash. Then I bend over and remove my damp panties, stashing them in my purse . My God I'm still so wet....
Rather meekly, I return to the couch and sit again to wait...before long the good doctor claps his hands three times. It was if suddenly I was aware of my surroundings. I must of acted a bit disorientated because he asked me if I was okay.
" Yes I'm fine, thank you. Just feeling alittle strange." I answered.
" Well, that's completely natural after hypnosis."
" Did it work ? Did I say anything....useful ?"
The young doctor swiveled back and forth in his chair several times before answering." Why yes, Angelique, but it is too early to draw any conclusions. After a few more sessions I should be able to anaylize your situation properly."
I'm just so tired of feeling like this. A mixture of guilt, depression...not to mention unloved or unworthy. I'm not myself anymore." I pleaded.
" I understand, and I am here to help you. As a matter of fact I want to see you this Thursday again."
" Okay, Thursday at one? Oh by the way, do you think I could get a drink of water...I have this bad taste in my mouth ?"



It was not until I reached my car that I remembered to turn off the hidden tape recorder in my purse.
 
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Calling 673-2001

OOC: Emma - 22 years old, 34C-24-34, big green eyes and red hair cropped short to give a cute elfin look.

IC: "Hello, Dr. Burns? I'm calling to see if I can make an appointment..."

"...Okay, thanks. See you then" I listened and replied as he gave me a time and a place, noting it down in my diary.

I hope he can help me. These dreams have been driving me crazy...
 
At my desk 4:33 pm

I replaced the reciever back on the phone. A Miss Emma had just made an appointment for tomrrow. That's good, I needed a few more patients to take my mind off of what had just transpired between my patient Angelique and I. True, it never should have happened, how could I have been so foolish to risk my future...my career. On the other hand, I am only human and what man could have resisted such a luscious female as that?
The more I thought about it, the more I wished things would have gone even further. Alot further. I should have spanked her and then put my big dick inside her hot, wet submissive cunt! Maybe next time I would give her what I thought she needed.

I locked my office and made my way down to the corner bar to get a drink or two....or three or four.
 
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At The Doctor's Office

I knock on the the door of the office and wait for an answer. When I am called inside i stand nervously for a second and just blurt it out.
"Doctor, I need help. I've been having these... dreams. Recurring dreams, every single night. I just need to know what they mean..."
 
Hi
If you've got an opening, I probably should be seen.
I'm pretty sure I'm a sex addict suffering from repression.
Please contact me if you can help.
:)
thegirlfriday
 
At my desk...

It was Wednseday afternoon and I was sitting at my desk reflecting over various patient's situations. I now had several to deal with, mostly sexual problems. I must admit, I was surprised that Miss Emma was so young and attractive, to be having these erotic dreams of bondage and submission. After she left, I had to listen to the tape of her session three times. Needless to say, it provoked my thinking about this scenerio even further. Such places did still exist in this dark city......if you knew where to look.
Perhaps tonight I would visit such a place, before I introduce Angelique to the real world......where she would play by MY rules.
 
Thursday 1:07 pm

I sat sideways on the couch, crossing my legs as I did. Today I chose to wear to wear my short white dress[of course] with a matching lacy petticoat and garterbelt to hold up my silk stockings. This contrasted with my dark hair which cascaded down my back.
There I sat, looking at him, waiting for him to speak.The anticapation of the last two days had climaxed, ever since I had listened to the recording of our last session. Now here I was....ready for more.
" How are you , Angelique ?"
" Maybe a bit nervous, but willing. "
" Does that mean you would like to go under again ?"
" If you think it will help, Docter. "
" I think we made some progress the last time ."
He rose from behind the desk and approached me. My eyes followed the pendant as it swung....back and forth......his soft words...encouraging me....to fall under his spell.
 
THE DOCTOR IS IN.....

After pulling my chair up next to my now reclining patient, I gazed down at her beatiful face, resisting the urge to start kissing her. I knew she was somewhat attracted to me, and for a moment I even considered waking her from the trance....but decided againest it. What she didn't know, couldn't hurt her.
Besides I needed to finish what I started the last time.
"Angelique...you know that as your doctor, I am also your master and you must obey my every command."
" Yes master." she whispered, her eyes closed.
" Good...now I want you to lift your dress and show me yourself."
" Like this ?" Angelique pulled up her petticoat and parted her stocking clad legs for me.
For a moment I just enjoyed the view of this incrediable female before me. I couldn't help but notice her sheer white panties...so thin that I could see her trimmed bush through them.
" Touch yourself." I ordered.
Her manicured finger slid slowly down over the materail barely covering her pussy. At the same time, with her other hand, she released her breast from it's confines, to tease her nipple to erection, without being told.
" Did I tell you to do that?"
" No...you didn't master... but......my nipples are so ....sensitive."
As I looked into her big, innocent brown eyes, I stood up and unbuttoned my pants, letting them fall to the floor, along with my underwear. My shirt soon followed. Then I stood over her, my cock almost fully erect, just inches from her lips.
" I want you to please your master", Angelique needed no further instruction, taking my cock in her hand, she began to run her tongue up and down my shaft. I felt myself stiffen, growing even harder. Meanwhile, she had let her finger slip underneath her panties, to enter herself, again without being told.
" Did I tell you to do that ?"
" N-n-no....master."
" Well then, stop !"
" I'm so sorry to disobey you." Her finger returned to the outside of her panties, "but I'm so ....wet, master."
" That's because you are nothing but a slut....my slut, to be exact!" My fingers entangled in her hair, to pull her forward, she seemed to know what I wanted, and took my dick into her mouth, letting her tongue flick back and forth at just the perfect spot. I couldn't believe that I had to hold back already, in fact I couldn't believe that this was happening at all. Here I was, a doctor for Christsake's, risking my whole career, taking advantage of a patients trust........but my God, if you could only see her. There was no possiable way I could resist her. I tore away before I exploded. Breathing heavily, I knelt at the foot of the couch, ignoring her dissapointment, until my face was almost touching her panty-clad pussy, spread out before me.
I inhaled deeply.....I swear her musky scent made me grew even harder. Reaching up, I pulled her soaked panties slowly down her legs........
 
......and let them drop to the carpet.
Then I gazed at this lovely sight before me before I allowed my tongue to slip up the side of her shaven opening.Yes, she was wet.....her finger slipped easily inside, parting her lips for me. My tongue lightly traveled up until it made contact with her clit, then slid slowly down the other side. Angelique responded by spreading her legs further apart, at the same time pushing her finger deeper inside.
" Oh my....please." she whispered.
My tongue continued to explore her wet pussy as I gripped her ass cheeks with both hands, pulling her towards me. By now her own hands were pulling my hair , guiding my head closer to her, grinding her cunt on my face. I let her ride my face for awhile, lifting her hips to me, then withdrawl contact , slowing down while she desperatly pulled me to her again .
Fianally I gripped her legs just above the knees, almost lifting her ass off the couch and let her move on my stiffened tongue.
'' What do you want Angelique ?
" You know what I want......for my master to fuck me....NOW !!!"
" I'm sorry... but not yet.....what you need first is ...a good hard spanking."
" You wouldn't dare."
I laughed, then my lips surrounded her cunt and my tongue plunged in forcefully. I felt Angelique cum in my mouth, I could taste her....she exploded without a doubt, like liquid heat.
At that point I simply turned her over on all fours on the couch.
" Lift that ass up."
" Oh no master.....please ...I'll be good ...I'll do anything you say. "
" This is exactly what my little spoiled slut needs!" I brought my hand down hard upon those ass cheeks.
" Oh no.....I'll be a good girl....I promise.... please don't !"
{SLAP }
" Oh my God" she squirmed, trying to get away.
{ SLAP- SLAP }
" You don't how to be a GOOD girl. ....you're nothing but a naughty wife {SLAP } who came here dressed like a slut....{SLAP}wanting to be fucked !!!"
 
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