Delilah Strong - Bakers Dozen 5 Scene 2

“Wait… You read Winter Snow?” she asks. I nod my head bashfully. She grabs my hand and drags me upstairs. I can barely keep up with her as she rushes down the cumshot overhang. We reach her office and she pulls me inside. As we walk in I take in my surroundings. There’s a desk with a really nice computer in the corner, but that’s not what surprises me. The gagged suckingdick room is filled with sex toys. There’s a horse in the middle of the room with straps to tie someone in. Lots of dildoes, some really weird shaped ones. Some riding crops and handcuffs. A few things I have no idea what they are. I’m speechless. “I have something to tell you, Shay…” she says, avoiding eye contact. “I’m Winter Snow.” I stare at her like a deer in headlights. Did she just say she’s Winter Snow? All of a sudden the mother-son story made a ton of sense. Was that supposed to be about me? Also all of those non-con stories, the domination, and all of the toys... is Eve a sadist? “I know what you’re thinking… I’m so messed up. I write all of these stories of sissies getting dominated and with all of these toys… I’m 50 shades of fucked up...” she says with watery eyes. “I can’t help that I like to be in control. To dominate and be on top… Please don’t think I’m some kind of perv.” I rushed to her and wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face in her boobs. “It’s okay Eve, I love you just the way you are.” “Awe, Shay! There are no words for the love I feel for you.” She tightly wraps her arms around me. After she gives me a kiss on my forehead she brings her hands to my face and pulls it up to look her in the eyes. “What are all these things?” I blowjob ask. “Want me to show you?” She asks and I meekly nodded my head. She grabs my hand and pulls me over to all of the dildoes and grabs one of the weirder shaped ones. “This is a butt plug. Obviously, it goes up that tight butt of yours. Bend over and let me show you.” Without hesitating, I turned around and bent over and touched my toes. I heard her apply some lube to the butt plug and then she placed her hand on my back. I giving head clenched up as I felt the cold hard end of the butt plug kiss my rosebud. The pressure built until it popped in. As soon as it slid past my rectum, my ass swallowed it all the way to the grip. It felt full but not in the same way of being plowed by Eve’s cock. Once again, Eve wrapped her fingers around my arm and pulled me to a dresser. She pulls out a pair of leather cuffs and spins me around, pulls my hands behind my back and binds my wrists together. I’m completely at her mercy, not that I wasn’t before. She then pulls out a collar with the word slave on it. And everyone is clean, admission is subject to a clear blood screen, that includes you. We continued on through the exhibit, each of us turning two more animals. And then she swirled her tongue around in it before swallowing. She was closing in her orgasm, he felt her mouth grip hard onto his meaty shaft, now leaking precum as she lapped up whatever drained out of his cock. Me undressing and getting a woody as I did so – feeling exceedingly mischievous with him taking pictures as I knew that I wasn’t supposed to be naked in front blowjob of him or vice versa, and thinking about what was about to happen. I sit on one and she sits on the other. "I giving head was hoping to tell Greeson or the Emperor." I had to let go of my cock then, or I would have lost my load for sure, ring or no ring. I hesitated to knock. For one night.” Ben made his way up the stairs and flopped down on his bed again. I am just happy that I am loved so much or I would still be suffering instead of standing here happier than I have ever been. Chad took the cock out of his mouth and looked up and said, "Can I fuck you in the ass?" Bill was coughing between thrusts as the forced face fuck continued. He started pumping his cum all the while he held the washcloth around cumshot his shaft pressing down tightly. Mandy and I began using new names. He reached around and grabbed her suckingdick gagged breast over her nightgown. “I think we better stop now, Sam,” Chad said, quickly standing up while he had the opportunity. Ah, well, Jessica, but we just called her Jess. “I’m not going to say.”