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Languages: English & body language 😏

Location: in your dreams :P

Body Decorations: piercing (nose) :P

Smokes/Drinks: no/ coffee :)))

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 29

Body Type: not bad 🤷😁

Megan Hilton Flirt31Free - And again a blowjob, before she rides the guy.

She may well have done it. He wasn't hurt. Mistress chastises poor Megan for not washing her hands before serving. Her punishment is that she is to get up on her hands and knees and await the next order. "And you shall have your cunt whipped before Your Celebration" is the order. She has taken a long, winded, lascivious shove towards the canvas. She twists and turns and rams her ass into the air, to the accompaniment of some fine American jazz. All the while, she sits up and smiles wickedly. Then, after an order for her to stand, she limps back down to the cart. She is wearing something that looks a lot like a breeches, only too big round the crotch. Atop those clothes, she stands upon her horse, with only her foot around the side and a helpless length of her sex dangling from her dangling she has trouble climbing up the long, flat surface. As her eyes adjust to the bright light, she sees a pair of bright steel eyes staring back at her. Behind the gorgeous Spanish stallion, she sees a muscular man in his mid 20's standing beside her. He is clad entirely in black leather, with a mustache gracing his goatee. "Did you shave today?" asks Mistress. "Sure," she replies.

She smiles knowingly. "I was rather exhausted." Mistress places a bit more pressure on the cotton with her hand, and abruptly slaps Megan's ass cheek. The younger girl flinches and yelps. She quickly scans the crowd, and notes that most of the men are either drunk or on their knees. The older guy remains standing, silent. He seems to be formulating a counterattack. "You thought Megan deserved it for some of the shit that she'd thrown at my party last night," he says. "No, she wasn't any worse than most of the men I've had in my party," he snaps. To the accompaniment of several other black eyes, he watches the girls as they cower in fear and humiliation. "I believe you need to address this new boy," says Dr. Mac. "Why don't you get rid of that ass, then we can discuss compensation." Without waiting to hear back from the boy, Dr. Mac straps the leather mask over Megan's head. She doesn't move. After only a few seconds she is back up on her hands and knees, with her blackened ass in the air and the boy quickly peeking around in the darkness.

There is no reason for her to make eye contact with him, except for perhaps her tantalizing nipples which are hard and obvious in the leather mask. The boy winces at the pain on her tender ass cheek. "Perhaps she shouldn't have pushed him so hard, given her such a nice birthday," says Dr. Mac. Dr. Mac straps the metal hook to the back of her collar, then attaches the long chain to the D-ring in her collar. She is silent, as she knows that the chain will lock into place, pulling Megan into the dungeon. Only the chain is loose, and Dr. Mac has forgotten her legs. Dr. Mac releases the boy from her restraints and jacks his ass. "Undress Megan. We will set up our video equipment as instructed this afternoon," he says, speaking for the first time. He unlocks the handcuffs, and she reaches for her clothes, then they are gone, gone. The frightened woman mounts the wooden table, and quickly unbuttons her blouse and her bra, pulling them off. She tosses them aside, and runs to the wall to set up the video equipment..

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