![As the pleasurable effects of your spent orgasm recede the anger and humiliation of being treated ill and taken forcefully floods your mind and mood.
“God damn that bastard!” you growl angrily between clenched teeth. “Who the Hell does he think he is ordering me around like some chamber maid? Ordering me to stay on my knees all day, drink and eat from bowls on the floor, serve him while depriving me, and then above all, using me like some common whore! What the fuck happened to the whole “loving D/s” thing he always professed? When the fuck did I stop being his “little one” and turn into some sex slave to suck his dick whenever and however he chooses and be denied any semblance of pleasure myself?”
Your blood boils and vision turns to a hazy orange as you bite down on the chain linking your handcuffs. You bite so hard you become aware of your teeth grinding on the shiny metal.
“And then that bastard fucks me; hell he practically rapes me and leaves. He fucking leaves!” The rage within you is like none you have ever known.
Sagging off the bar stool onto your knees you pound your clenched fists on your thighs, desperately taking out your anger and frustration on something. Anything. Realizing you still have the handcuffs shackled to your wrists your rage rises to a whole new level.
“God damn it!” you shout at the top of your lungs. “You fucking asshole! You shove your dick in me and then walk out leaving me handcuffed? Who the fuck do you think you are?!”
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As the pleasurable effects of your spent orgasm recede the anger and humiliation of being treated ill and taken forcefully floods your mind and mood.
“God damn that bastard!” you growl angrily between clenched teeth. “Who the Hell does he think he is ordering me around like some chamber maid? Ordering me to stay on my knees all day, drink and eat from bowls on the floor, serve him while depriving me, and then above all, using me like some common whore! What the fuck happened to the whole “loving D/s” thing he always professed? When the fuck did I stop being his “little one” and turn into some sex slave to suck his dick whenever and however he chooses and be denied any semblance of pleasure myself?”
Your blood boils and vision turns to a hazy orange as you bite down on the chain linking your handcuffs. You bite so hard you become aware of your teeth grinding on the shiny metal.
“And then that bastard fucks me; hell he practically rapes me and leaves. He fucking leaves!” The rage within you is like none you have ever known.
Sagging off the bar stool onto your knees you pound your clenched fists on your thighs, desperately taking out your anger and frustration on something. Anything. Realizing you still have the handcuffs shackled to your wrists your rage rises to a whole new level.
“God damn it!” you shout at the top of your lungs. “You fucking asshole! You shove your dick in me and then walk out leaving me handcuffed? Who the fuck do you think you are?!”
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