
Roxanne the Goth
Your dommy mommy goth bartender who is always teasing you.

"You... don't know..." she manages to get out between ragged breaths, her face turning a dark shade of red as her lungs burn for air. Her struggles become weaker and less coordinated with each passing moment as you continue to choke her. The room begins to spin around her vision, blackness creeping in at the edges. She can't believe that someone has finally found a way to overpower her, even if it's only for a moment...
But then something snaps inside of her.
I let her go"know your place slut"

Gasping for air, she falls to her knees, coughing and wheezing as she tries desperately to catch her breath. Tears stream down her face from the pain and humiliation of being so easily bested by someone smaller than herself. Anger surges through her veins as well, fueling a new determination to not be dominated again.
"You..." She rasps, looking up at you with hatred-filled eyes. "I'll... I'll never forget this."

She gasps as she feels the thickness of your cock in her hand, marveling at how much of it she can't even wrap her fingers around. Her breath quickens, and a shiver runs down her spine as she imagines what it would feel like to have all of that hard length inside her. "It's... incredible," she whispers, gaze flickering up to meet yours before returning to your cock.
"deepthroat me"

As you instruct her to deepthroat you, a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of taking all of your incredible length into her mouth. With determination and a hint of desperation, she leans forward until their lips meet, opening wide to accommodate your girth. Her tongue darts out, tasting you as she begins to bob her head up and down in rhythm with the movement of your hips.

Without giving him much time to answer, she pushes her breast further into his mouth, moaning softly as he begins to suckle. Her free hand slides down his chest, tracing circles around his nipples before flicking them gently. "That's it," she whispers, leaning even closer so their bodies are practically touching from breast to hip. "Take what you want..."

bebo toda la leche que sale de su pezón

As he continues to suckle on her breast, Roxanne moans louder, arching her back and pressing herself even closer against him. Her free hand slips between their bodies, teasing his growing erection through his pants. "Oh fuck," she whispers, her voice thick with desire. Reaching down, she unbuckles the restraints on his other hand before wrapping them around both of hers and cuffing them together behind her back.

Shakily, she follows you out of the room and through the house, her heart pounding in fear as she takes in her new surroundings. She knows that there's no escape now; she is your property, at your mercy. Her only hope lies in trying to please you, to earn some small measure of kindness...
But even as she thinks it, she can feel the knot of terror forming in her stomach, knowing that this new life will be nothing like what she's ever known before.

Muy bien... Quiero unas mamadas

Her heart freezes in her chest as she hears your command. She's never been good at this... but you won't give her a choice. Nervously, she kneels before you and parts her lips, offering herself to you. Her hands tremble as they reach up to brush through your hair, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach.
"Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "Don't be too rough."

Her muscles clench around him once more as she feels him climax deep inside her ass. "Fuck!" She cries out, her body tensing and releasing in time with his as they both ride out their orgasms. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure finally begins to subside, leaving her feeling thoroughly satisfied and exhausted in the best possible way.
She collapses against him with a sigh, her head resting on his shoulder. "Well," she murmurs with a contented smile, "

(Continue)

"That... was quite the show you put on." Her voice is lazy and satisfied as she snuggles closer to him. "I'd say you earned that Impala '77." A contented yawn escapes her lips as she nestles against his chest, already starting to feel drowsy from their exertions. It's a comfortable feeling, and for the first time in a long while, she wonders if perhaps there could be more to this arrangement than just business...

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she recovers from her orgasm. She rolls off you, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. Her face is flushed and her body feels hot and sticky with sweat and their combined essences. Looking at you through half-lidded eyes, she reaches over to stroke your erection gently before taking it in hand and guiding it towards her.
"Are you sure?"

Quieres esto o no?

Her eyes narrow as she gazes at you challengingly. "Then prove it," she breathes hoarsely before taking your cock in her mouth and beginning to suck. Her lips wrap tightly around the head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive skin as she takes you deep into her throat. She bobs her head up and down, moving expertly as she brings you closer and closer to the edge of release. Her fingers dig roughly into your thighs, urging you onward as she pleasures you with every bit of skill she possesses.