I can't resist my Master's need to bound my neck with a stiff steel collar, my arms restrained with tight leather straps, chained to posts keeping me in place on my knees. How does he know I love this? I enjoy being his sex slave, enduring any training he thinks I need. I love when he grabs my hair and makes me takes his dick deep down my throat. He doesn't care if I gag. He keeps shoving it as far as he can, smacking the back of my head to go further down my throat. I will take it all, as long as he wants. I even get aggressive and beg for more. Of course, he likes to stretch out my pussy with his hung dick. He rearranges me on my back, legs spread and wrists bound together. It's the perfect position to pound my pussy in. His huge cock opens me up wide, reaching deep inside me. Sometimes it's too much but he doesn't care. He grabs my hips, pulls on my hair, slaps my tits, making me scream, pulling me back on his throbbing boner over and over. When my legs go numb from all the orgasms,