“Perfect!” she proclaimed after checking the glove “You’re completely clean. Sex What else?” she retorted with a smile. Well, you just jumped on my favorite slaves of all time list! James groaned, but it came out as a low, muffled mutter. Bayonetta had only scheduled an hour and a half of music on her player. “Beautiful” she commented before raining another harsh blow down on his ass. “You fucking cunt!”
After washing herself off in the kitchen, Bayonetta returned to the main room and got her evening wear out of her suitcase. Before long, James had licked his bowl spotless. Cereza said you could do it, but I didn’t believe her. A little of the cum was seeping out around his asshole and penis, as those were the only two openings it had to escape, but the vast majority was sealed in for the duration. ‘Solid food?!?’
Bayonetta walked off to the kitchen and James could hear her opening and closing the cabinet followed by the sound of crackers pouring into the dish. James began crawling over to the couch, but was jolted to a halt by the chain on his collar.
