May 25
He has me over his knee, and I’m fighting, but he’s working my ass open. I feel him push the drugs inside. I’m so full. Sensations begin wracking my body, I’m flailing my arms out but hitting nothing. I’m seeing stars and things start to fade. He loves me this way. Dominated, helpless, my ass full of drugs that keep me pliable and unable to resist. It’s so much easier to keep me tied up in the basement by my wrists when I can’t get the drugs out of my own ass. He might use his 9” cock to push them in deeper later. I’m fucked.
