QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

QUEEN THAT BRACHON WANTS

Queena was still staring at the pounding waves in the open ocean, which was clearly visible from where she was at this moment. Every now and then the woman would squirm, as Brachon, who was now sitting behind her and holding her, touched the sensitive spot on Queena's body.

"You like the view, Queen?" Brachon whispers his head in the recess of Queena's neck.

"Yes!" Queena answered briefly while still directing her gaze to the open ocean which became the main scene from where Queena was at the moment.

Queena dan Brachon sedang berendam di dalam bathtube sekarang sembari menikmati birunya laut serta cerahnya langit siang ini.

"We're going home tonight-" Queena's sentence was immediately cut off because her mouth was silenced by Brachon's hand.

"We're having fun. So there is no need to talk about going home" Brachon said firmly.

"You're gonna break your promise again?" Guess Queena started to growl.

"I wouldn't have brought you back if you hadn't really been the Queen I wanted to be!" Brachon had gripped Queena's shoulders tightly, making her grimace. Brachon's nails seem to stick and penetrate the skin of Queena.

"Fulfill your promise before you demand what I do!" Imbuh Brachon again which immediately made Queena nod.

"Good!" Brachon finally released his grip on both of Queena's shoulders.

"Look! You've made me hurt both of your shoulders!" Omel Brachon then rubbed Queena's shoulders.

"It's okay" said Queena softly as if what Brachon did again did not hurt him at all. And it feels so painful now.

"You're right! The wound will heal later," said Brachon who finally only makes Queena smile wryly. Even the man in front of her took the initiative to offer treatment for Queena's wounds.

"We're having dinner at the beach tonight!" Brachon again broke the silence.

"It must be romantic" Queena commented as she expressed her sweetest expression as possible. Whereas in Queena's heart is grumbling now.

"Very romantic!" Brachon replied as his finger moved through each curve of Queena's body. Brachon fingers continue to guerrilla, until finally stop at one place which of course Queena is also very memorized. But this time Brachon's finger just stood still and did not infiltrate.

Alright, at least Queena can breathe a sigh of relief now!

But Queena just finished making up, when Brachon's other hand, had already grabbed one of his toys and showed the object to Queena.

All righty! Queena doesn't breathe easy and Queena hates Brachon's toys!

"I want you to wear this till our date tonight" Brachon said next, which really should get Queena to turn her back. It seems like this guy behind Queena is already completely insane!

"But it's still a few hours away" Queena's voice immediately choked, as Brachon had already thrown the toy into his possession.

Fucking brachon!

"How does it feel?" Brachon began to laugh mockingly and Queena quickly rose from within the bathtube. The woman was just washing her body in her way, because Brachon's now stuffed toy began to shake. Looks like Brachon used the remote to control it

You dick!

Queena grabbed the towel and her steps instantly staggered as she again felt a tremor within hers.

Goddamnit!

"Emmmph!" Queena bit her lower back and quickly searched for a backrest due to the vibration that was now reaching hers, then spread into her bloodstream and instantly made Queena lose control over herself.

"Brach"

"Stop-off"

"Please!" Queena asked in a stifled voice because of Brachon's actions. And the man was now laughing in satisfaction while leaning his back against the side of the bathtube.

"Brachon!" Please Queen once again. The woman was no longer even able to stand on her legs and now Queena was sitting on the floor. Queena opened her legs and fumbled into hers, looking for the device Brachon had been feeding her to pull out.

Brachon baj*ngan!

"Aarrrgghh!" Queena strangled when finally the woman managed to pull off the cursed tool earlier.

"I love seeing you wear that thing, Queen!" Brachon stared intently at Queena without moving.

"You're torturing me!" Answer Queena boldly.

"Have you forgotten something?" Brachon has changed the memicing on Queena who seemed to think.

"You forgot to be-"

"I remember!" Sergeh Queena quickly stared intently at Brachon.

"I need to repeat my sentence earlier?" Brachon asked again this time while smiling cunningly at Queena.

"You fucker!" Maki Queena is upset that she finally returns to direct Brachon's cursed toy into hers.

Crazy one!

Queena hasn't even done anything silly like this before!

Brachon had already risen from inside the bathtube, then the man grabbed the towel and wrapped it into the lower body. Brachon approached Queena who was still sitting on the floor.

"Wake up, Queen!" Brachon commands gently as he throws his hand in the direction of Queena.

Queena thought for a moment before she finally welcomed Brachon's hand and got up on her feet.

"You changed your mind? Thank goodness!" Queena muttered with relief, as Brachon pulled his hand towards the wooden table that was inside the resort room. Brachon then guides Queena to sit on the edge of the wooden table.

"It's like that!" Brachon now knelt in front of Queena, then grabbed both knees Queena. Slowly but surely, the man bent and pushed Queena's foot onto the table, then opened the width of the two.

"You're still holding it, right?" Brachon asked while pressing the remote controller in his hand, whose reflexes immediately made Queena jump because Brachon's toy suddenly felt vibrating in Queena's hand.

Queena was about to put down the toy when Brachon quickly prevented it.

"Why hurry, Queen! I want to see you warming up with that thing!" Brachon said as he looked at Queena cunningly.

"What does it mean to warm up? I'm tormented using this device!" Queena's complaint reveals her uneg-uneg.

"If you really want to do it to me, just do it and get it done! I'll serve you-"

"Sorry I'm not interested!" Cut Brachon who immediately rejected Queena's appeal.

"I'd rather see you do it with my little assistant and you're the Queen I want until tonight!" Brachon reminded Queena.

Queena was sick of hearing it because all day Brachon kept repeating the phrase about the Queen that Brachon wanted, the Queen that Brachon wanted!

Then why now Brachon even told Queena to make love with a toy s*x if he was the Queen that Brachon wanted? Is this guy really crazy?

"So just do it, Queen, and tomorrow you can meet your Barley!" Brachon lures Queena by carrying the name Barley which of course immediately makes the concentration of Queena disappear instantly.

"Barley?" Queena muttered with eyes that started to glaze over. Can no longer be expressed in words about Queena's longing for Barley.

"Come, Queen! You want to meet and hug Barley tomorrow, right?" Brachon continued to fish and lure Queena.

"Yes!" Answer Queena lirih.

"I want to see my son!" Queena cried again with tears that were no longer held back.

"Then be the Queen Brachon wants!" Brachon's whisper, who has been near Queena since when. Brachon then guides the hand of Queena who is still holding her toy earlier heading to the most sensitive area of the woman's property.

Queena had nearly knocked him out, as Brachon prevented it quickly.

"Do it slowly!" Brachon whispers while biting Queena's ears. Brachon's hand moved agilely as if he was teaching Queena how to wear the device.

Queena obediently followed what Brachon had taught. Not long ago, the woman had begun to wriggle as her hands were shaking her own.

"Yes, like that, Queen!" Brachon took a few steps back and the man immediately smiled in satisfaction, as he looked at Queena who was wriggling and continued to enjoy her solo play.

Vaguely, des*han and moans began to be heard from Queena's lips.

"Good job!"

"Let's just mend*sah and groan even stronger because I like to hear it!" Brachon's laughter sounded thunderous and Queena moved ever crazier.

"Emmmmmm! Aaaaaarggh!" Queena finally really groaned and let out all the desire in her, until finally....

"Aaaarr!" Queena mend*sah was long and strong after the woman reached her release due to the Brachon toy that Queena hated. Queena's breath was still puffing, as Brachon got up from his seat and the man clapped and walked over to Queena.

"What a good one, Queen!" Brachon whispers while mel*mat lips Queena.

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Sorry just UP again.

I got covid for the third time this year. And yesterday was heavy for a few days. Want to take a second, but the brain can not think it turns out.

Take care of your health, friends!

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