Fucking unbelievable. That bdsm was the only way to describe it. There was this woman, about 30, good body, pretty slave face, crying her eyes out, head on the floor, tits rubbing on the carpet, ass in the air, with bondage her hands reaching back pulling her butt cheeks apart and begging, and I mean fucking begging, to have bondage slave her ass fucked. She was wearing a parody of a schoolgirl outfit. 6 inch red stilettos with white ankle socks, ridiculously short loose grey skirt, white blouse that was totally failing to keep extreme bdsm her tits covered and a school tie round her neck. Her auburn hair was tied in bondage orgasm bunches. Her make-up was now smeared with tears but was simple with bright red lipstick and blue eyeshadow, just as a school kid would do it. In between the choking sobs she desperately tried to convince Paul that the only place his cock should be was buried deep in her bowels. "Please baby .. put it in .. now .. I need it .. it'll be so good bondage for you .. I'll squeeze down just like you want .. Oh god .. you know how much it hurts me .. I'll do anything if you'll only fuck my ass .. please bugger me .. pleeeease .. " Paul was standing there. The sickest grin you ever saw bdsm games on his face. His cock covered with her spit after the throat job she had just done. He wasn't even kneeling down ready to fuck her. Just standing behind her, watching as her body shook as she bondage pussy cried, watching as she frigged her tight hole with her finger, watching as her mouth kept on finding bondage cunt more words to tempt him to rape her. "Fuck my ass .. ram it in .. you know I'm just a slut for your cock .. I promise to be a good girl .. I'll clean it for you afterwards .. you won't believe how hot I am .. please .. please fuck your little bondage ass slut .. I'll make it good for you .. fuck my ass, lover .. you know it's yours whenever you want .."
Picture it - it's so fucking neat. The mother's bondage pics crying and hugging the kid, Paul staggers out of the car saying "Is she alright? I tried to miss her. She came from nowhere. Thank god I was able to pull the car over. Are you sure she's OK?". The mum is gushing over the kid and thanking Paul for missing her, and the whole fucking car park thinks Paul is a hero. It even got a paragraph in the local paper bdsm slave . So Paul has trashed his car to save her child, and she is so cruel bondage fucking grateful. She offers to drive him to the hospital to check out his injuries, she offers to pay for the damage to the car, she invites him to meet her husband that evening, and before master bondage you can say "fuck" he is a friend of the whole fucking family. Its bondage pain enough to make you puke but Simon and Judy think he is just so nice, and the way he laughs and gets on with their daughters, Lucy, Tina and little Anna, is just wonderful. Paul still doesn't push it. Sometimes he doesn't see them for a week or two but in a couple of months he knows loads of shit about the happy family. The layout of the bondage female house, when hubby is away on business, that Friday afternoons are always a rush because she has to get the two oldest kids to different places at the same time and, eventually, he hits the fucking jackpot. Next Friday hubby is bdsm female slave away for three days and she has to take one kid to some fancy party, another to some fucking music exam, and the youngest needs to be collected from school, all at the same time. Paul offers to bound slave collect little Anna from school - no trouble at all he says, anything to help out he says - and the stupid bitch falls for it. I'd have fucked them all by now, but not Paul. Paul gets the kid from school and for half an hour, him and Anna whip my ass a cruel bitch, please, please are on their own in the home, waiting for Judy to return. Paul and the kid play a couple of games. Paul and the kid play a blindfold game, seeing if each can guess what the other is doing. Paul takes some photos while Anna is blindfolded and Paul has now got all the trumps in his hand.