Sissy Submission: Her Cock-Stuffed Pussy Has No Way Back

The leather of the riding crop slapped against my ass, a sharp, glorious sting that made my knees buckle. 'Look at you, little slut,' Master growled, his breath hot and smelling of whiskey and raw dominance. My pale, sissy body was slick with sweat and cheap lube, the tight nylon stockings clinging to my quivering thighs. He didn't bother with foreplay; his massive cock, thick as a forearm, rammed straight into my wet pussy entrance. A guttural moan ripped from my throat as he drove deeper, stretching me wide. 'Take my cock deep!' he commanded, thrusting with brutal, rhythmic force that made my insides clench around him. The salty taste of his pre-cum flooded my mouth as he leaned down, burying his face between my breasts. 'Fuck me harder!' I gasped, gripping the studded belt of his harness. He paused only to watch the flush creep up my neck before plunging back in, burying himself to the hilt. This submission? It was permanent. 'Cum inside me, you little whore!