Group Sex, that’s how every Bachelor’s trip wants to go, but with me, I can make that happen. The three of them came into my dungeon laughing like they were about to have a jolly fun time. But when I closed the door behind them, the laughter faded fast. Because they knew they were in for some nasty punishments.
Mistress March doesn’t need to shout, one look at my whips would make any grown man fall to their knees. My space isn’t built for comfort, it’s built for obedience. My candles flickered against my black leather panties while my chains gleamed in the little light that was there.
“Gentlemen,” I said, “My rules. You follow them. You do not test me.” The tallest one tried to speak up, but I just slapped him and threatened to peg him if he pissed me off. His smile faded. Good! I love it when they realize who’s really in charge here.
I made them line up, shoulders straight, with their hands behind their backs. It wasn’t about punishment, it was about obedience. I could see the pulse in their throats, they had never seen their guys in such compromising positions. The dungeon had swallowed as I made each of them hold still while the other two watched as I got to clamp their nipples and put their dicks in Fleshlights to watch them cum super hard.
It gave me so much pleasure to embarrass them in front of their friends.
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