My First Time as His Total Sex Slave: Birthday Surrender
In our bedroom, facing the full-length mirror, my heart hammered. I’d dressed for him: sheer black lace panties over garters, fishnet stockings, red suit hugging my curves. No turning back. After 14 years, his birthday gift—me as his sex object. Rules set: no anal, no pain, no others. But everything else? His call. Nerves twisted…