He bowed his head and nodded once slightly, never taking his cold eyes off her. Desi sex She was dimly aware of the crowded hall. “Ai, ai, ai, aaaaiiiiiii!”
The dam burst and she felt the waves of release wash over her. His bald head shone with sweat. He was a tool to be used for her pleasure and she ground herself on him, fucking his face. Some, those that particularly displeased her, would not return; others would be dragged whimpering back to the cells displaying the signs of her displeasure for all to see – angry red whip marks, maybe pierced or torn nipples, sometimes removed cocks or balls. After some time, the Queen nodded her head, stretched out an arm and beckoned towards him. If you make the attempt and fail, you will be executed. “You almost killed me,” he gasped.
