Chapter Seven
My First Time
“Suck it, motherfucker!” she commanded. “Open your slutty mouth and suck my f*****g c**k!”
I was kneeling before her, naked except for restraints. A four-foot-long bondage bar secured and separated my ankles. A pair of handcuffs locked my wrists behind me, and another locked my elbows together, straining my shoulder sockets considerably. Worst of all, a metal-pronged p***s cage was locked implacably about my manhood, torturing my mindlessly insistent attempted erection.
Mistress loomed over me. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I looked timidly up at her.
Her long, fiery red hair was pulled back into a severe ponytail, and her lovely face was disfigured by an angry snarl. Seen from below, her incredibly heavy breasts seemed gigantic indeed, making the shin
