Day One: Harry.
Mercedes long legs strode through the bar. Every mans head in the joint turned, and you could almost hear their penises growing collectively as they stared at her petite physique packed up in the tiniest scarlet bikini theyd ever seen. Her pert bosoms rose prominently before her; the curves of her slender waist were an object lesson in instant seduction; and her firm behind exuded something even more intense than mere sexuality something that was almost akin to an urgent, imploring demand to be fucked.
However, Mercedes deep brown eyes never diverted from their course as she made her way through the testosterone-heavy bodega and into a backroom, where Harry was waiting for her. Hed never met Mercedes before, but his exhibitionist tendencies were sufficiently pronounced that he felt totally comfortable with greeting her while completely naked, and with a pair of handcuffs already connecting his wrists. Harry was a naughty boy, and he wanted his fuckin punishment. Mercedes advert had aroused him like nothing he had experienced in years, with its promises of complete humiliation and belittlement. Speaking with her on the phone had only intensified his feelings; Harry hoped that he had finally made contact with the one woman in the world who could help him to realize what a dirty, snivelling, unworthy little fool he was.
Nice cock, Harry, Mercedes stated by way of an opening gambit while looking at his floppy yet wonderfully fat manhood, ..but mine is nicer!
At which juncture, she pulled out the most incredible weapon the world has ever known. It was sixteen inches of oh my fucking God, and Harry was about to get it all. Made of solid silver and encrusted with endless rows of studs, it took only a single sharp and silent blow to Harrys head to send the horny little sub into a state of permanent submission. Mercedes smiled as she replaced the deadly dildo into her bag, turned on her oh-so-sexy heels, re-entered the bar, and made a sensuous exit that was every bit as grand as her entrance had been barely two minutes previous. She left inches of rigidity between the legs of the men sat around the place, none of whom could ever have imagined the incredible sex-crime that Mercedes had just committed a few feet away from them all.
Mercedes long legs strode through the bar. Every mans head in the joint turned, and you could almost hear their penises growing collectively as they stared at her petite physique packed up in the tiniest scarlet bikini theyd ever seen. Her pert bosoms rose prominently before her; the curves of her slender waist were an object lesson in instant seduction; and her firm behind exuded something even more intense than mere sexuality something that was almost akin to an urgent, imploring demand to be fucked.
However, Mercedes deep brown eyes never diverted from their course as she made her way through the testosterone-heavy bodega and into a backroom, where Harry was waiting for her. Hed never met Mercedes before, but his exhibitionist tendencies were sufficiently pronounced that he felt totally comfortable with greeting her while completely naked, and with a pair of handcuffs already connecting his wrists. Harry was a naughty boy, and he wanted his fuckin punishment. Mercedes advert had aroused him like nothing he had experienced in years, with its promises of complete humiliation and belittlement. Speaking with her on the phone had only intensified his feelings; Harry hoped that he had finally made contact with the one woman in the world who could help him to realize what a dirty, snivelling, unworthy little fool he was.
Nice cock, Harry, Mercedes stated by way of an opening gambit while looking at his floppy yet wonderfully fat manhood, ..but mine is nicer!
At which juncture, she pulled out the most incredible weapon the world has ever known. It was sixteen inches of oh my fucking God, and Harry was about to get it all. Made of solid silver and encrusted with endless rows of studs, it took only a single sharp and silent blow to Harrys head to send the horny little sub into a state of permanent submission. Mercedes smiled as she replaced the deadly dildo into her bag, turned on her oh-so-sexy heels, re-entered the bar, and made a sensuous exit that was every bit as grand as her entrance had been barely two minutes previous. She left inches of rigidity between the legs of the men sat around the place, none of whom could ever have imagined the incredible sex-crime that Mercedes had just committed a few feet away from them all.