Erika
“Oh, Sir!"
The lights of the cabin are low as Victor's c**k teases my core, rubbing over my c**t and moving in and out of my entrance. I can't hear anything but his voice, his breathing, the slaps of the flogger still ringing in my ears.
“Please," I beg. My voice cracks with need, wanting him deeper, wanting more.
“I told you, kitten, where I was going to f**k you, and it's not in this tight, warm pussy."
My throat dries as I try to swallow. I've gone along with everything since last weekend. And while Victor made me nervous on our first drive to the cabin, everything since has been as he promised. It's my fantasies played out in real life. Over the last week, after our appointment with Dr. Kizer, we've taken the time to talk to one another. We've been honest and said things we
