"Now, Where is your butt plug" you ask of me. "Downstairs sir" I falter knowing it should be with me at all times." go and fetch your it"
on my return you are sat in the computer chair....... totally naked with your erection in your hand... slowly stroking it " show me how good a slave you can be ".........i kneel before you........ bearing in mind every time you have pulled on my hair before i have panicked ..i can feel that panic now deep inside me... you look at me and ask " do you have something to ask me?"........i shake my head .........knowing what you intend to do makes the panic set in again.... the struggling starts between us ....you determined i will bow down to your desire......... me tearful and pulling back from you .........that same question from your lips over and over until i finally say .."please pull my hair sir"..as you grab my hair guiding my head towards your cock your grip is firmer.......... i know this time i wont be able to pull away as your cock enters my mouth pushing further forwards .........i cant move panic rising in me makes me start to choke as the width of your cock cuts off my airways but as soon as you have reached the back of my throat you pull out and look down at me, you wait.... and then i remember "thankyou sir" you smile "now would you like to ask me again?"... "please pull my hair sir" your cock, harder and fuller pushes to the back of my mouth again, blocking my throat and this time you stay there... i try to hold back the panic but cant and just as I start to struggle you pull out and i gasp for breath, tears blur my vision, I look up and say "thankyou sir" i cant see your face clearly but your voice tells me you are smiling as you prompt me again "please pull my hair sir" and you you push my head onto the length of your cock, trying to get past the back of my mouth and into my throat,... im panicking really badly now struggling to breathe...... .my head spinning as i try to gasp for air around the thickness of your cock..... but you are relentless...... you force yourself further into my throat to achieve what you want and just as i think i may pass out you are withdrawing and raising my head to face you ..looking at you my face soiled by tears i say "thank you sir"... now take a deep breath and show me how good you can be for me.
"please pull my hair sir" and again your cock is in the back of my mouth, pushing and urging to go deeper, "stick your tongue out" you tell me and as i do i feel your cock slip deeper, you push insistently into my throat, your hands roughly pulling at my hair and i feel your balls against my chin as I gag and try to pull away. When you pull out of my throat and mouth I look up and despite the tears in my eyes i can see your grin and know i have pleased you.
"Well done little miss"
"Thankyou sir"
after over half a year of having this profile and due to sir leaving the uk i have had to say a fond but sad goodbye to him and all this profile relates to UPDATE 130309
