Lolita Wolf's Predictions & Predilections

I’m giving Don Quixote rope lessons.
I tie him and show him and then he tries it on me.
Back and forth until I am tied, and he leads me in the bedroom.
“Hoisted by your own petard,” he chuckles.
I am thrown on the bed and tied to a ring.
He spanks me, pinches me and tickles me. I squirm.
And then he strips me.

“Oh, nooooooo…..” It is not a real protest, but the captured princess is being taken against her will.
“It’s your own fault, Princess.”
“Noooo, it’s not….” I always get blamed no matter what.

He shoves his fingers in my cunt and is surprised and pleased with how wet I am.
Well, captured tormented princess is hot stuff for me.
He fucks me and spanks me.

“It’s your fault that you are so beautiful.”
“Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,” I retort.
He snorts, but has nothing to say to that.
So he sticks his cock in my mouth.
End of discussion.