Slave Leigh shares her insight on her whore training by Master.breast bondage

Last night Master’s filthy mind was prepared with an over-sized agenda of what our training would entail.  His expectations were firmly stated, and I was recruited to serve his needs.

The grand finale being that my pussy would receive a repeated pounding that it so desperately craved.

Tell Master who owns those tits…”

Visions of my bondaged breasts from earlier in the day drifted in my thoughts.

“You like how Master had you out in public with your nipples rubbing against your shirt today…didn’t you?”

…to be continued

 

 

Were Master’s filthy ways building Leigh to become his insatiable cum fuck whore?