Suck it, Priss. He grabbed the side of the bridle and pulled my mouth forward. I began to suck in earnest, rimming the crown of his c**k to start, then swallowing the soft flesh until I felt it grow thick and firm inside my mouth. Sucking him took all my fight away. My body heat began to soar again as the desire he raised in me fueled my submission. When he finally backed up, he smiled down at my placid face.
Nice thing about this place, Priss, he affectionately stroked my cheek. You get to scream all you want.
Will I need to scream? I wondered aloud. I stared up looking into his steamy eyes. He seemed like a monster hovering above me, while I was as diminished as the mouse that scurried from hole to hole along the cabin floor.
He grabbed my hair and yanked upward. I would
