Tied up and Forced

She fell into a deep sleep. For several MILF nights her tingling body had caused her not to rest well, she was exhausted. She woke the next morning to the smell of bacon. She looked around, and what she saw was not her room. She sat up quickly, then she realized she was naked so she pulled the covers up to cover her breasts. As she looked at her surroundings. As she scanned the room, she saw him sitting in an arm chair reading a newspaper. Suddenly her fears went away. She slipped out of bed and crawled over to where he sat. She stood on her forced knees, laid her hands on her thighs and looked at him. She did not say a word. He finished his paper and leaned to retrieve the cup of coffee from the table. He took a long sip and stood up. He oral walked over to the kitchen area and picked up a rough plate. He carried it back and sat it on the table. He patted her head. “Eat, my Hardcore pet. You are going to need the energy.” Her nipples hardened when she heard the words “my pet”. She walked on her knees to the plate and ate. He had prepared bacon, eggs, pancakes and fruit. As she ate she watched as he walked toward the bathroom. I could tell my wife was thinking it over. Oh yes... She didn’t care for waking that early, so she wanted to get her alarm. “Are you okay now, Scarlett?” I continued once she had nodded. Then I rough found a bag of white powder in his coat a few days later. Maybe even a peek MILF of pussy lip or hair, oral if the shorts rode up high enough. She pulled it from around Hardcore her ankles and laid both items across the forced red couch.