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Malavika coughed as Anthony released her, a few droplets of cum leaking from between her lips and dripping onto her beautiful black stockings.
"Swallow it, slut," Anthony ordered.
She swallowed as much as she could, gulping down the rest of Anthony's bitter seed. He watched as Malavika cleaned the rest off of her lips with her cum-covered tongue, swallowing the last few globs.
"Was that okay?" she asked nervously, receding from under the desk and standing up in front of the desk. "I tried to swallow everything, sir."
"Yes. You're showing a lot of potential, Malavika. But you're a little bit too much of a slut. You're already wet just from sucking me."
She reddened and stared down at her glistening cunt. "I'm sorry."
"I need to train your pussy to be more obedient."
"I understand, sir," she said nervously.
He pointed to a fancy wooden chair in front of his desk. "Sit on that."
She obeyed, sitting down onto the chair with her hands on her lap. Anthony then pulled out four sets of handcuffs from his desk drawer. Then, he walked over to her, staring at her lovely body on display for him once again. He took her wrists and cuffed them to each arm of the chair, enjoying how Malavika fidgeted her legs uncomfortably as he did so. Then, he knelt before Malavika, cuffing her pretty little ankles to the chair's legs as well.
Looking up at his lingerie-clad prisoner, he enjoyed the sexy sight of the metal cuffs tightly encircling Malavika's small wrists and ankles. With a sense of satisfaction, he noticed that Malavika's cunt was juicing harder in anticipation. He gave her beautiful tits a squeeze again, and she moaned a little. Smirking, he pulled out a white vibrator from his pocket and slid the enlarged tip into Malavika's pussy. He nudged it into her already wet insides, before he attached the clit stimulator to her little hood.
"Swallow it, slut," Anthony ordered.
She swallowed as much as she could, gulping down the rest of Anthony's bitter seed. He watched as Malavika cleaned the rest off of her lips with her cum-covered tongue, swallowing the last few globs.
"Was that okay?" she asked nervously, receding from under the desk and standing up in front of the desk. "I tried to swallow everything, sir."
"Yes. You're showing a lot of potential, Malavika. But you're a little bit too much of a slut. You're already wet just from sucking me."
She reddened and stared down at her glistening cunt. "I'm sorry."
"I need to train your pussy to be more obedient."
"I understand, sir," she said nervously.
He pointed to a fancy wooden chair in front of his desk. "Sit on that."
She obeyed, sitting down onto the chair with her hands on her lap. Anthony then pulled out four sets of handcuffs from his desk drawer. Then, he walked over to her, staring at her lovely body on display for him once again. He took her wrists and cuffed them to each arm of the chair, enjoying how Malavika fidgeted her legs uncomfortably as he did so. Then, he knelt before Malavika, cuffing her pretty little ankles to the chair's legs as well.
Looking up at his lingerie-clad prisoner, he enjoyed the sexy sight of the metal cuffs tightly encircling Malavika's small wrists and ankles. With a sense of satisfaction, he noticed that Malavika's cunt was juicing harder in anticipation. He gave her beautiful tits a squeeze again, and she moaned a little. Smirking, he pulled out a white vibrator from his pocket and slid the enlarged tip into Malavika's pussy. He nudged it into her already wet insides, before he attached the clit stimulator to her little hood.