My Stepdaughter is a Dominatrix!

Kay Carter finds the iPad open. Her own site glows on the screen. Jimmy hasn’t noticed she’s standing in the doorway, so she watches the shame crawl across his face when he finally sees her. She tells him to say it out loud—say he’s a disgusting pervert who wants his stepdaughter—and the words sound filthy in his mouth. She smiles, pulls the crop from her boot, and brings it down hard across his ass. Each stripe lands louder than the last while she orders him to his knees and pushes the toe of her boot against his lips. He licks the leather like it’s the only thing that might save him. The crop cracks again, harder, and she laughs when he thanks her. When she’s sure he’s broken in all the right places, she peels her panties aside and straddles his face. Her cunt presses against his tongue. She grinds slow, calls him names, tells him what a lucky freak he is. His breath rattles under her weight. She rocks harder, clit dragging over his mouth, every moan she lets out laced with another insult. The crop rests across his chest, ready for the next round. She’s nowhere near finished with him.