“Look at you. All red and open and wet for me. My come is inside you, all over you. That’s how you ought to be kept. Legs spread and ready for me. Because you’re a whore. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Say it.”
“I’m a whore.”
He spanks my cunt hard and I scream through gritted teeth.
“Not a whore, MY whore.”
“Yours…yours…please…”
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All yours Sir
