She decided to keep up the game and alternate using the strap and then the feather which would inflict pleasure and softness as well as pain from the strap. She laughed quietly to herself thinking of all the dirty things she wanted to do to him ever since laying eyes on him at the bar the previous night. It would feel so good if she just let go and acted out her wild fantasies of being in total control of a man for once. Her pussy tightened and pulsed with each thrust upward he was allowed being he was still cuffed to her bed. When she felt her pet was getting close to his orgasm she slowed down and then stopped completely. No, it would be better to keep him unbalanced, keep him on his toes and just have my way with him when I’m good and ready, she figured. A mixture of emotions flooded through his system making him wonder if she truly wanted to keep him as a sex slave or if she planned on killing him at some point.
