Anticipation...

You watch with bated breath as the man stands in front of you, cock in hand, smiling like a lion looking at its weakend prey... He takes his time, enjoying the feeling of his hands as they slide up and down is rather large piece of meat... You swear you see him lick his lips in anticipation... The time comes when it seems that he has had enough waiting, and he starts to approach with a care-free saunter in his step... You feel your heart begin to flutter faster and faster as you stare at his cock, bobbing up and down with every step he takes... Holding the small whip in his hand he silently stands in front of you, he softly drags his free hand across the supple leather that covers your cheek... He looks deeply into your panicked eyes and takes a deep breath, obviously content with himself... "Not going to fight me little pet?.... What a shame... María promised me a straight one" He whispers into your ear before sighing loudly... "Oh well... I love watching them squirm when they realize their mistress sold them out to be my cock sleave, but you'll do I suppose..." He pats your masked cheek with his hand before disappearing behind you... You feel apprehension almost immediately, but you sit there quietly... Waiting for what will happen next... The only sounds you hear now are those of your breath in the mask and the quiet chuckles of your new friend from behind you...