“You forget. The collars connect us all. You cannot lie to us,” I told her. “I can feel your struggle, the ache inside as you try to understand how it’s possible to find pleasure in the pain.”
I spanked her again, the cracking noise of the contact filling the room.
This time, Jessica moaned. “Oh, God.”
“I am not a god, but you may call me master.” I stepped closer and cupped one full breast in my hand, pinching the n****e, tugging as I smacked her ass again.
“Your p***y never lies. The collars never lie. Surrender, Jessica, do not question your needs, simply accept them and we will pleasure you in ways you’ve never imagined but always wanted. I bet you never knew having your ass filled would feel so good. There is no shame in giving your desires to your mates to fulfill.”
Ander lowere
