Re: Toy Story 3
anonymous
April 8 2015, 23:13:19 UTC
The studded collar is bit too tight around his neck, and he would says as much to Barbie were it not for the gag in his mouth.
He'd completely forgotten about this stuff (not technically hidden) in the back of his closet.
He flexed his wrists against the ropes she had tied (not too tightly) on him, able to move his fingers around without much resistance. How else he would he signal a safe word?
If Ken's memory served, the last time he used was with a waitress who worked at the Beach Kabob back in 2004. He remembered that she had a penchant for cuffs and cock rings.
It would be best not to indulge this tale with Barbie, and not just because he was gagged. Especially since she's bound to find the whips.
The riding crop, the cat o' nine tails (the waitress had really liked that one).
When Barbie came across these things unsuspectingly, she asked, he voice sugar-coated, it had been difficult to say no.
"Oh, look," Ken heard Barbie coo behind him, hears something like leather slicing through the air. Ah, it seems that she has discovered one of the whips.
He listens as she walks closer to him, her heels clicking against the floor. "Say Ken," she says sweetly, "you wouldn't mind if I tested this a few times, would you?"
He says something, muffled by the gag, before nodding.
Ken hears it slice through the air once more it comes across his thighs, just below his ass cheeks. His yelp is muffled, exhaling sharply, twisting his body this way and that.
"Oooh, I like this one," she says just before she bring down again, on the same spot.
If not distracted by the pleasant pain she was inflicting, he would have thought, She has good aim,
He'd completely forgotten about this stuff (not technically hidden) in the back of his closet.
He flexed his wrists against the ropes she had tied (not too tightly) on him, able to move his fingers around without much resistance. How else he would he signal a safe word?
If Ken's memory served, the last time he used was with a waitress who worked at the Beach Kabob back in 2004. He remembered that she had a penchant for cuffs and cock rings.
It would be best not to indulge this tale with Barbie, and not just because he was gagged. Especially since she's bound to find the whips.
The riding crop, the cat o' nine tails (the waitress had really liked that one).
When Barbie came across these things unsuspectingly, she asked, he voice sugar-coated, it had been difficult to say no.
"Oh, look," Ken heard Barbie coo behind him, hears something like leather slicing through the air. Ah, it seems that she has discovered one of the whips.
He listens as she walks closer to him, her heels clicking against the floor. "Say Ken," she says sweetly, "you wouldn't mind if I tested this a few times, would you?"
He says something, muffled by the gag, before nodding.
Ken hears it slice through the air once more it comes across his thighs, just below his ass cheeks. His yelp is muffled, exhaling sharply, twisting his body this way and that.
"Oooh, I like this one," she says just before she bring down again, on the same spot.
If not distracted by the pleasant pain she was inflicting, he would have thought, She has good aim,
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