When I met her at the bar, I was not overwhelmed, to be honest. A great body and killer eyes, sure. But she was a total sub, and I was in no mood for a fucking wallflower tonight. But the more whiskey she drank (and the more men hit on her), the more and more I liked what I saw. Something darker than I first thought, and definitely something more powerful. Last call saw two more shots, then back to my place for what I thought would be a straight suck-and-fuck session. Some nipple play, a bit of teasing her sweet clit with the tip of my tongue, making her moan loudly…. all was going as normal and usual.

It was fucking fantastic, and the sparkle in Victoria’s eyes told me she loved the idea as much as I did. Big Blue was fucking huge, but by the time Victoria was forcing it down my throat. I was more than ready to take all of it into any fucking hole she wanted to fill. Her tight tits danced as she force-fed that thick strapon deeper into my throat, almost gagging me. I tried to pull away, but the restraints on my wrist dug in, hold me and causing new ripples of pleasure to rocket through every inch of my body. I wanted to stroke my own cock, as I took her hard one, but she would have none of that. She was in total control. Total fucking control.

Pulling out suddenly, she left me gasping. I could see how wet she was already, which made my cock hard and asshole tingle. For a small girl, she was a power-bitch, and before long she had me rolled over, ass in the air. I felt the lubed finger priming my tight hole. “Fuck me, Victoria!” I almost screamed it now…