Wicked Dreams 2
Out in the rain the slaves sweet torment continues as he cums to please his Mistress...
As I kneel in the garden, naked, amid the wind and the rain, the remnants of last night’s storm, I sense that you are standing directly behind me, but I dare not look over my shoulder. I can feel your presence Mistress. My cock is flaccid as I grasp it in my fingers again, but it twitches to life and I cry out as I feel the many strands of your flogger grip across my muscular back, cracking at my smooth wet flesh, dealing...