You took me to your home by force, by blackmailing me with pictures you took of our previous encounter in the bar’s bathroom. You made me dress up in a maid’s outfit with a nice leash as accessory. The perfect outfit for you assert your dominance, to prove that my place is beneath you, I’m at your service, at your mercy, and that you can make me do whatever you want. Bending me over every surface, fucking the complaints out of my mouth, leaving me even more disheveled than when you found me at the bar. Using my cunt every time you get bored, and filling me up to the brim until im leaking out and there’s no more space for more of your cum. And if i dare to spill a few drops, you make me lick it clean with my tongue, on the floor. You use my cunt as you see fit, you make me clean your boot with my cumfilled pussy. Grinding up and down on it, while you’re tugging my leash nicely so im forced to look at you in the eyes. You can see my teary eyes full of lust, because deep down I know and like the fact that i’m a worthless piece of rapemeat, ready to be slapped, hit, forced down and claimed, all at your whim. I’ll be the happiest little whore in the world serving you like this.