Novel & Cerita Your Submissive Doll Face Reveal

She raised my head off the pillow, deliberately shoving my face between her tits, while I struggled to keep my hands from touching her, and my tongue from claiming her nipples. The goddamn wicked bitch. It made sense now that she was an iron rose, so evil. Snap! The dildo was strapped to my face. She pushed the band to the base of my head so it stretched comfortably around my face, the shaft curving up from my mouth. “There.” She smiled in satisfaction, sitting back on her heels to admire her work. “You look like an enraged bull, and that makes it even hotter. On another day, I’d have taken a crop to your ass and gotten that insolent look out of your eyes.” She grinned. “But…”

Her lips were painted the same deep wine as the room—ripe, forbidden, meant to stain. The chat was already exploding. [Domica Returns LIVE. Is it true? A new pet? A woman?!] [She’s gone feral again—YESSS.] [Punish us all, Mommy.] She let them wait. Until the curtain lifted. The submissive was already on her knees. Slender, curvy, bare but for a velvet collar. Her eyes were downcast, but the flush on her cheeks betrayed her anticipation. Her hands rested palm-up on her thighs, trembling slightly.

We are painted porcelain dolls, glowing in glitter and submission. “Your day has arrived!” Mr. Smith announces, practically giddy. The excitement in his voice is sickening. He claps again, eyes glinting with greed. He’s not happy for us. He’s happy for the payout. We don’t respond. Don’t speak unless spoken to. Don’t make eye contact. Keep your head bowed, your body language open, available, humble. I’m seated between Rose and Isla. Rose is unreadable—neither excited nor terrified. She's blank, lips pressed into a thin line.

Daniel As I settled myself on the couch across the room, I watched the object of my current obsession. Her face was stoic but it was her eyes that interested me. She appeared terrified and it pleased the dominant nature in me. I let my gaze run over her like I hadn't done in the apartment. The criss-cross pattern of the teddy drew lines all across her torso, leaving bits of skin exposed all over. The dark areola of her nipples were just barely showing beneath a metal stud directly in the center of each breast. I noticed how the lines converged at the apex of her thighs and the urge to hide her away reared up in me again. Her neatly trimmed bush hid the folds of her pussy but the thin straps

I'm glad you approve. Her next message to me made me gasp. It was her, from her hips down and her legs spread. She was completely naked, and suddenly I was staring at a young, smooth and very wet pussy. She had two heart tattoos just above her pussy, which made me shiver with excitement. YoungDomme: You can see exactly how much I approve, my submissive. Now, turn around and show me that asshole that belongs to me. Wait, what? SubMan40: When you said anal play, did you mean my ass?

She simply salutes the moving camera, unconcerned about the verbal assaults directed at her. I can say that she is the true definition of a living doll as I look at the monitor where they focused her face. Dude, she's stunning. She had this adorable defined nose, rosy cheeks, reddish plump lips, and moon pale skin. Even pimple will be afraid to touch her skin. Other girls would die for her hourglass body shape and curves. Her doe-shaped eyes caught my attention, her unusual pair of eyes. Those slitted irises and purple-colored pupils, which resembles a dragon's eye. The tattoo that settled on her lower cheek complemented her fiery appearance. Normally, I do not appreciate women's beauty, but

Leaning forward a few inches, I slowly lowered her until the tip of the dildo brushed against her pussy. Her mouth jerked away from mine, eyes dropping, but our chest were pressed together, preventing her from seeing what she wanted to. “Look at me,” I breathed. “Sin, look at me.” Her eyes snapped up to mine. “I want you to keep your eyes on me.” She swallowed loudly. “You—” “I’m not entering you,” I whispered. “You’re going to take a photo for Bella and Michel with the toy I got you, remember? It’s not my cock entering you, doll.”

"It is time to shower, my little doll." "Oh, right," she said as she turned to face me. I lifted my shirt and pulled it off her neck, revealing her erect nipples to me. My eyes lit up with desire as I took in every inch of her bare skin. Her skin felt soft and inviting, and my heart rate increased with each passing second. She stared at me and bit her bottom lip. "Ava," I growled. "What are you turning me into?" My eyes lingered on her exposed skin. "So, what happened to my pet name, little doll?" she teased, crossing her arms over her chest, making her breasts press together and appear even more appealing.

However, when I avoided her, her hand slowly fell back to her side, and her expression grew unreadable. “When we get home, I'll restore your original face for you, and once the baby is born, I’ll send Leo away. Then, we'll live the rest of our lives together.” I didn't look at her. However, after she left, looking rather disheartened, I turned toward the police officer nearby. “I’d like to report a crime!”

She's a grown woman! "She's Caldwell's daughter," I hissed at myself, yet moved rapidly down the hall, reaching the last guest room. I pushed the door open and stepped in. The sight that greeted me caused my cock to throb mercilessly, demanding release. My pet was on her knees, her tits were out of her dress, revealing their pink stiff nipples. Her dress barely covered her hanging ass. She batted those seductive eyes at me, looking so fucking submissive. "Hi Daddy," she sounded breathless.