An Abused Slave-Girl (M/F BDSM)
Unable to sleep, Tamara Eden wakes her master at 3 o'clock in the morning desperate for some abuse. The sadistic man fulfills her desires, giving the young woman her fill of spanking, choking, heat play, and extremely rough vaginal, oral and anal sex.
Warning! This steamy tale of BDSM erotica contains explicit adult content and is not for the faint hearted. More
Unable to sleep, Tamara Eden wakes her master at 3 o'clock in the morning desperate for some abuse. The sadistic man fulfills her desires, giving the young woman her fill of spanking, choking, heat play, and extremely rough sex.
Warning! This steamy tale of BDSM erotica contains explicit adult content and is not for the faint hearted.
“Undress,” the powerful man commanded.
Tamara did as she was told as quickly as she could, standing up and slipping off her mini-skirt, tank top, bra, and panties as quickly as she could manage. Her beautiful body now stood exposed to her longtime master. The nipples on her perky, B-cup breasts were already stiff with excitement, and the young woman could already feel the wetness between her legs. Noticing the look of desire in the young woman’s face, Spencer knelt down and placed in strong hand against Tamara’s swollen pussy.
“I know this is what you would like right now,” he said, slowly rubbing her exposed mound, “but you’re going to have to earn it. As much as I love your little visits, you woke me up, and for that you’re going to have to pay.”
With those words, Spencer removed his hand, stood
up, and grabbed his cup of steaming hot coffee.
“On your hands and knees. Ass in the air,” he commanded.
Tamara did as she was told, her heart beginning to race in anticipation of the punishment to come. Spencer walked a slow circle around the young woman, examining her in all of her beauty until he felt a stirring in his loins. Dropping to his knees next to her, he gave her a hard slap on the ass before proceeding to set his mug of black coffee in the small of her back.
“As you can probably tell already, the coffee inside that mug is very hot. Wouldn’t you agree?” he asked his slave.
“Yes Sir. It’s very hot,” she replied, struggling to balance the ceramic mug without spilling anything.
Reaching over to his tray, Spencer grabbed a cube of ice and began rubbing it on the young woman’s ass cheeks. The shock of the cold caused Tamara’s muscles to contract and a yelp to exit her mouth as a few drops of steaming hot coffee spilled from the mug and scalded her back.
“Hurts, don’t it?” Spencer asked, laughing at the pain of his slave.
“Yes Sir,” Tamara squeaked, doing her best to keep her body as still as possible.