Teen slavegirl Lyarah tied and tormented to tears using electro shock punishment

I gyrated sensually, looking deeply into his eyes, my mouth vocalizing soft pleasures, full of love. Father slid my dress from my shoulders, exposing the perfect slope of my breasts with the fluttering fabric. He wrapped his lips around one of my nipples and sucked. I moaned my approval, linking my hands around his head and bringing him closer. I felt the change in BDSM him, the grief turning to rage. I smiled into his hair. My movements became more impassioned, my fetish hips grinding into him harder. Father gripped my ass and lifted us both out extreme of the chair. He pressed me against a wall and thrust into me like a man possessed. I cried my delight at his fervency, his drives pushing me roughly against the wall, my legs locked ardently around him. I’m here for you, Daddy. Work all your pain and suffering into me. I want to feel your hurt. His mouth kept working my nipple, sucking fiercely as though he were trying to draw milk from my breast. I relished his passion, the feeling of his girth stretching me open with his rapid thrusts. My dress was drenched in my juices, my pussy frothing teen and leaking down my taint. Daddy pulled me off the wall and guided me backwards into the chair. I spread my legs and held them open by the thighs as he drove into me. My breasts bounced violently, my abdomen flexed in convulsions, my impassioned cries turned hoarse. Daddy took hold of my knees and spread my legs painfully apart, leaving me exposed and vulnerable for his relentless attack. My hands left my thighs, one moving to my cheek to trail a pinky over my gaping astonished lips, the other lending fingers to domination work my clit into a frenzy. Jason stayed quiet but something told Adam that he did not care about Tiffany's feelings at all. I eased back, my tongue slipping from her convulsing anal tract as Megan’s orgasm shuddered through her body. Off I went to the salon for a couple of hours of pampering all thanks to Michael. Since, my actual place in the family had never been made known to the public in general, and because though I was young in appearance, I also acted older because of my real age and so no one thought much of it that I settled in as her lover afterwards. I needed his dick. He, at least, seemed in good spirits. "You mean their COCKS, don't you Katie?" he asked as he moved closer to the shaking girl and began domination to rub his own teen hidden cock up against her BDSM bare hips moving one of his hands off her. Even now my waist is only 20 inches. “Her eyes shone like Lake Azure on a cloudy night,” I said, remembering that day, too, our dead, younger sister sitting in Kora's lap, her eyes so wide. “We did it!” May said gleefully before we took our seats, hugging me again. 2 "Girls don't know how to spit", I said. Clara #4 hatches a plan, a plan to bring a book by the same author and adopt a more relaxed pose as she enjoys her sandwich. My daughter fetish stared at the mirror before her, not seeing me and my round breasts come into view, but I could see her small tits. And you better have a better attitude when you do, or you will be gone.” extreme I really needed someway to relieve the pressure that was building in my cunt. “Oh, not ‘just’ about you but also your beautiful wife too.” Bob said in a deadpan tone. “You’re sooooo big.” "Please fuck me!" Kitana wailed. They kiss slowly but without tongue. Part 7 coming soon.