Does it hurts little thing?

“Come on little pussy!!! That’s all what you can do?? Go on, harder, hit harder!!! I want to hear your begging me to stop so I can force you to hit yourself even harder…”

And he pretend to be a man when he is not even able to use that whip to hit his back or his balls properly!

“I’m a strong guy!” he was saying when he approach me during a runway. HaHaHaHa a “strong guy yes, of course, and I’m Maya the Bee for sure.

His microphone on, all his toys ready to be used and the door of his office at home locked while his wife was visiting some relatives with her kids…. he was ready I guess. Ready for what? Certainly not ready to me or to my cruel soul.

Going beyond his own limits, begging me to stop but unable to do so, I spent more than one hour using him, giving him order to hear him screaming with my words.

Protesting when I ask him to take the long candle to stick it deep into his dirty ass and then walk and stand infant of the big mirror to watch himself pathetic and destroyed, his bruised flesh in front of his eyes, the clothespins still fixed to his balls and his dick hard.

I wonder if he knew what was about to happen when he saw his image on the mirror…..

“Hold the whip” I say…. “look at you and lick your lips. look at you dirty wounded slut-boy”. “Do you like to feel that big candle?”

“Open your legs now, I want you to see it”…. And letting him believe that I could be merciful, I order him to whip hard, with all his pathetic strength his balls and then do it again, and again to please me, his all mighty Goddess.

“Come on little pussy!!! That’s all what you can do?? Go on, harder, hit harder!!! I want to hear your begging me to stop so I can force you to hit yourself even harder…”

I left him there. Broken and bruised on the carpet of his office, his “male jewels” ravaged by my whim and his cock still hard and miserable.

“Make your wife take it and make you cum if you dare. Make her see who she married HaHaHaHa”

…….

“My princess, my everything…. you haunt my days and nights and I can’t stop thinking about you. I need you so much…” he said after 3 days in pain when he finally saw me again after waiting hours to see me.

And I answered him: “This was only a starter little boy. We will see if you deserve the main course” 

Poor little thing, he was all mine and he didn’t know it yet…..