Mrs. Munn had been traded several times in the neighborhood and eventually ended up the bondage toy of Mike the Masochist at the very edges of town.
She spent nearly every hour of her waking life tied into painful positions, belts and ropes just a little too tight around her neck, and a cock ripping into her nearly dry ass.
She just wished she’d been traded to him from the very beginning.
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