My eyes down as the leash made from my own silky stockings wrapped around me. Thankfully at least with me on all fours and my head hung in shame my blonde hair cover my red face. "I...I lost match to M..Mona" I whimper softly.
*Sliding down to my knees so I’m at your level , I take hold of your silky leash. Gently brushing your long tresses out of your face.... I lean forwards and press my pouty, glittery lips to yours, wetly kissing you....Reaching forwards with my other hand ... my fingertips slide along your belly ... down your skirt and into your sex.... as I finger you.... I slowly guide you upwards to your feet.... pulling firmly on your leash.... as your rise to your feet .... your mouth hangs wide open as I feel you gush slightly for your captain..... pulling your leash tighter... I kiss you again on the lips.... my tongue forcing its way inside *
There, there now darling .... Your captain will make everything feel better... I am still sooooooooooo proud of you *i finger you faster* so you lost ONE match to this bitch.... who even cares?! The point is you’re like a HUNDRED times hotter than her... in the end , that is the ONLY THING THAT MATTERS..... I love you.....