
CBT
I needed to settle things with my landlord, but it was nothing some bondage and CBT couldn’t fix.
My landlord charged me extra on my rent and threatened to evict me unless I paid him. He said if I couldn’t pay, other arrangements could be made; he ogled my breasts and licked his lips. I smirked, invited him in, and let him know I had an idea for how to remedy the situation.
Once inside, I ordered him to strip off all his clothes. After he stripped off his clothes, I brought him over to my X-cross, secured his arms and legs, and slipped into something more fitting. I wore a black latex bodysuit and thigh-high leather pumps and held a leather riding crop. Despite the look of fear in his eyes, his cock stiffened as I approached him. “Naughty landlords who extort their tenants need to be taught a lesson,” I remarked before I smacked his balls hard with the riding crop.
He winced in pain, unable to escape the continued smacks of the riding crop. His balls red and sore, I told him I had something special in store for him and stroked his cock. Once he focused on my stroking instead of on his pain, I stopped, took a few steps back, then kicked his balls with my leather pumps. The pain was immediate and intense. Before he could react, he felt one kick after the other; the shock of pain coursed through his whole body.
Once I finished, his balls were a deep, purplish-red, bruised and sore from all the smacks and kicks I dealt him. At the end of our time together, he assured me I didn’t owe him anything for the remainder of the lease. He thanked me for our time together and left with sore balls and a stiff cock.
Are you in need of some CBT? Call me and I’ll get you tied up and ready.
Trixy
866-930-0008 x307
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