Clarissa went behind her dungeon’s privacy curtain, and changed her outfit.
when she came back out she was wearing a black leather corset, a set of red leather gloves that ran up past her elbows, purple spandex pants, a pair of black high heel boots, and a massive 15 inch purple strap-on.
She came up to where you were suspended from the celling
“you need to learn that you’re not a man any more, and I think this” she began to stroke her massive strap-on cock as she continued to speak. “Will be the perfect tool for the job.”
Your eyes went wide in panic, and you tried to thrash around in your bindings without any real hope of escape.
As she strode towards you with the intent of forcing herself on you, you couldn’t help but think that this was not how you wanted to lose your virginity!
Then she lined up her big thick strap-on with your fear puckered ass hole, and plunged it deep into your bowls with a cruel smirk on her sexy yet sinister looking face.
She grabbed on to your hips, and began to vigorously and viciously thrust in and out of your tight ass with unrelenting speed and force. “By the time I’m done with you slave you’ll be begging me to fuck you in your tight little boi pussy!”
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