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You knelt before me, eyes downcast, hands bound behind your back, your arousal evident through the locked chastity cage I had fastened around your manhood. Your submission was a sight to behold, a testament to my dominance. “Remember, you’re here to watch, to learn, to serve,” I reminded you, my voice a husky whisper.
The room was a symphony of moans and sighs, a chorus of pleasure. Multiple black men, each a specimen of raw masculinity, were scattered around the room, their cocks hard and ready. I walked among them, my body bare, my curves on full display. I was the conductor of this orchestra of lust, and they were my instruments.
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“Look at you,” I taunted, my fingers tracing your jawline. “You’re practically drooling, aren’t you?” Your eyes flicked up to meet mine, the desire in them palpable. I chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across my face. “Well, tonight, you’re going to watch as I take what I want, what I need, from these men.”
I started with one, his cock thick and pulsing. I wrapped my lips around it, my tongue swirling around the tip, eliciting a groan from him. Then I looked at you, your eyes wide, your breath hitching. “You like that, don’t you?” I teased, my voice dripping with lust. “You like watching me take his cock in my mouth.”
I moved on to the next, his cock long and hard. Straddling him, my pussy wet and ready as I slid down onto him, my walls stretching to accommodate his size. I rode him, my moans filling the room, my breasts bouncing with every thrust. I looked at you, your face flushed, your chest heaving. “You like that too, don’t you?” I taunted, my voice breathless. “You like watching me take his cock in my pussy.”
I continued, moving from one man to the next, each cock filling me, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. Eventually, I lost count of how many times I came, each orgasm more intense than the last. I looked at you, your face a mask of desire, your body trembling with need. “You want to come, don’t you?” I teased, my voice a husky whisper. “You want to come so badly.”
But I didn’t let you. You were kept on the edge, your cock straining against the chastity cage, your moans mingling with the symphony of pleasure in the room. I rode one last man, his cock thick and pulsing, his thrusts deep and powerful. I came hard, my orgasm ripping through me, my body shaking with pleasure.
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