Her legs were spread apart, tied to some weights. her mouth was also gagged with duct tape. She got the imperssion of being very cold. She opened her ...yes, wincing as her raging headache siezed her brain and throttled it. The fuzzyness slid away, revealing cold, dark concrete walls. Some handsome white face swam into focus. He was tall, and gym-sculpted muscles showed from his black t-shirt. He wore loose black sweatpants, and a black riding crop was in his hand. He was turned toward the far. Yea," Izzy responded. "You're so big. Oh fuck. Mmmm. Oh yea. Just, just. Oh yea. Right there, right fucking there." she moaned. Izzy kept rotating her hips onto him trying to get him to cum. She was on the verge of climax when Jason picked her up and layed her on the table. Izzy was twitching and shaking. "Finish me off big boy," she stuttered. "You don't fight much for a slave." Jason stood above her. "What can I say?" she asked. "I guess I'm just a cock slut. So get your fat prick over here. More

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