


It was a little strange, after he had made me orgasm a couple of times, it was like he woke up to what was actually happening. I’m not sure if it was guilt, regret or whatever… but he stopped verbally abusing me, removed my dildo and released me from my spreader bar.
He seemed a little embarrassed about the whole situation. I acted quiet chilled about it all, and had a peek at the photos he had taken of me. He sat besides me on the bed, almost in shell shock. So, to ease his awkwardness, I leaned into him and began opening his trousers…… 😈