xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208
A bridegroom needs to be stolen back. See, a sub who serves so well is something a Domme should hold tight to. You know the saying, “It’s hard to find good help.” Well, it’s true of submissive boys as well. Finding one who isn’t an attention-needing, whiney whore is tough to come by, which is why I couldn’t let my sub get married.
He came to me the night before the big day and confessed to being in love. He said he was afraid to tell me because he knew how much I’d be hurt by him leaving me, and I was. More so, I was heartsick that he hadn’t shared this part of his life with me. I knew he’d been dating, but a wife? I wasn’t about to let him go without a fight.
A Late Bridegroom
I went to the hotel he was staying in the night before the wedding. The man must not see his bride before the vows played in my favor. I wore bridal lingerie under a black trench coat, and to top off the look, I added a vail to my French twisted updo.
He opened the door with a shocked look on his face. I pushed my way in, locking the door and circling around him. “What are you doing here?” He looked so handsome in his tux.
“You didn’t give me a chance to say goodbye properly.” I smiled, and he nodded.
“You’re right. I should have. I’m sorry; I didn’t want to hurt you any more than I knew this already would.” I lifted a finger to silence him.
“One last play.” I pushed him on the bed. He always fell so easily for me. I stretched his arms up high and cuffed them to the headboard.
“Just don’t mess up my tux or make me late.” He pleaded. My smirk perked up, and I untied my coat. Showing my sexy white corset, panties, and garter belt that held my stockings. Climbing on the bed, I sat on his face. Grinding my pussy on his nose and lips. He moaned like he missed me, and I knew he did.
A knock came at the door, and he struggled to get out from under me. I held the headboard tight with a smile. His cell phone began to ring, and then the hotel phone rang when he didn’t answer. I checked the clock by the bed.
He should be waiting at the end of the aisle now. He pulled on the cuffs and yelled into my pussy to be let go, but only muffled sounds could be heard. Eventually, the knocking and calls stopped, and I knew I had won. He was once again. All mine.
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