<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br/><br/>She moved as she had been told. Her whisper an soft echo. The fear in her tone. He didn't care what she said only that she feared him. His hand to the wrists chained to her chastity belt. Unlocking the chain and forcing her arms up over her mask where he locked her wrists to the chain from her mask.<br/><br/>She was open to him. No way for her to move her hand to protect herself no matter what he did. His hand on her mask and turn her head to one side. Holding her head in that position as he bent to her. Brushing his lips over across her shoulder. As he cupped her breast. Kneading it. Getting it ready for his purpose.<br/><br/>His mouth to the other breast. The mustache pricking across her soft flesh before he swallowed as much of her that ready desire as he could. His hand moving off her breast to unlock her chastity belt. Release the metal thong that covered her cunt from other intruders.<br/><br/>His fingers played at her. He roughed her nipple across his teeth. Then to the other. Lathering them both with hot wet attention. She would drink later. He was empty her bladder later. For now he would heat her. Get her dripping wet and begging.<br/><br/>Mordecai pushed her thighs open. Bending her knees so she was fully spread for his use. Here in the dark she would receive his care and tenderness. He would train her to become an oven of lust in the dark at his voice alone.<br/><br/>He would train her for other things. Many other things but for now it was all about him. The primal lust screaming to fuck her. The jerking pipe in his trousers straining against his zipper.<br/><br/>Mordecai released her head. His hand to his pocket. Removing the cold metal clamps. He laid one to the side to keep it cold. The other he grazed across her breast. Pressing it against her nipple while his two fingers teased in and out her cunt.<br/><br/>"Do you feel me inside you pretty bitch?"<br/><br/>