There was another pop against her red ass. She yanked at the
chains that bound her to the arched ceiling. "How the fuck did I
get here?!" Her mind was racing. Another strike landed on her
cheeks. They began to fondle her nipples. They were strong and
handsome. Each tit was handled, pulled sucked. She did not have
the control. Her license to demand had been revoked...
momentarily. These two had somehow overpowered her and chains
became her master. Each link pulled her wide and exposed all to
her audience. Their eyes slid into her pussy... rolled over her
skin... lingered in and on her ass. Each commanded her
attention. They were dressed in leather & black cotton. Whips
adorned their sides. A large bulge pushed against each zipper.
"I am the fucking Domme here!" Her scream went unnoticed.  She
had this room added to her home last year. She was a respected
Domme in the community and this was her office. But not
tonight... these two had other plans. They were absolutely hot
and two of her favorite clients. She ha