calculus of perversity

eenslaved:

“That’s it, slave,” he hissed. “Fuck yourself on your Master’s cock.”
I feel lightheaded, unbalanced, in danger of falling. I couldn’t do much fucking, not as precarious as my position was, but it didn’t seem I needed to. Gravity and my trembling muscles, and his hands on my waist, forced me to penetrate myself as I sank lower onto his cock. Spread open like this, without being able to close my knees or brace myself with my hands, the angle of penetration felt incredibly deep, endless, as though I were being split in half….pierced all the way through. I sank my teeth into the rubber gag with a squeal, one of the few things left under my control.

eenslaved:

“That’s it, slave,” he hissed. “Fuck yourself on your Master’s cock.”

I feel lightheaded, unbalanced, in danger of falling. I couldn’t do much fucking, not as precarious as my position was, but it didn’t seem I needed to. Gravity and my trembling muscles, and his hands on my waist, forced me to penetrate myself as I sank lower onto his cock. Spread open like this, without being able to close my knees or brace myself with my hands, the angle of penetration felt incredibly deep, endless, as though I were being split in half….pierced all the way through. I sank my teeth into the rubber gag with a squeal, one of the few things left under my control.