Domesticating the Fucktoy Pt. 2
Domesticating the Fucktoy Pt. 2 Chelsea painfully adapts to her new forced life as a plaything. Chelsea really was becoming quite adept in the kitchen. Her doting owners, Mike and Ryan, the two corrupt cops that had kidnapped her four months ago, would spoil her with new ingredients and recipes for her to try her hand on all the time. She had a book propped open on the counter, turned to the page titled “Chocolate Drizzle and Truffle Torte.” She pushed some blonde locks of hair out of her gently swaying face, her eyes having trouble focusing on the moving words, and groaned. Wearing nothing but tall red heels, a tiny backless apron, and a disheveled hair bun, the flustered girl was having her cunt fucked by a wide metal whisk. She stood on one …