He leaned down, his hand cupping my chin, and his lips met mine in a kiss.The kiss started gentle, but it quickly deepened, becoming hungry and aggressive. I felt the rough texture against my skin as he looped it around a space on my collar and secured it tightly to the legs of the sofa. Gay sex Finally, he began unfastening the restraints at my wrists, then my ankles. My body was trembling, not just from the lingering pain of the wax but from the adrenaline coursing through me. The sensation of the material beneath me was unfamiliar but strangely comforting, grounding me in the moment.Master stood behind me, his movements deliberate as always. Droplets of saliva clung to the leather, slowly rolling downward, and I watched them with an almost obsessive focus, trying to block out the pain.He continued, the strikes relentless, the sound of the crop meeting my skin echoing through the room. My heart raced as he entered the room, his presence immediately filling the space.
