Includes: Two separate videos, clenched fists f*cking, virtual handjob, hand strength, b*ll body worship, hand worship

Part 1: C*ck Punch

I've told him to get down on his knees while I go to the gym. He knows I will work out for hours but still he waits while I work out at the gym, his c*ck hard thinking about how I will look with skin, dewy from exercise. He knows I can be particularly cruel when I am lifting weights, entertaining myself with thoughts of how I can amuse myself with him when I return.

I return to see him kneeling before me. I brush away the hair to see his face. I allow him to look over my body, but I want him to notice my hands. I clench my hands revealing the pearls of my knuckles. I take his c*ck out and apply pressure to his hard c*ck. I simultaneously run my knuckles up and down his throbbing shaft. I tell him how strong my clenched hands have become. I could rip it off, if I thought doing so would amuse me.

C*m dribbles out of the tip of his d*ck and I tease him with my hard body. My hands are so strong up and down his c*ck, I punch his c*ck, lightly at first, enough to make the air escape from his lungs. I then punch him harder, I don't give him the release from my bl*w, I make certain that his c*ck feels the from the close, repeated impacts from opposite sides. *Punch, Punch* I wickedly smile at him, "Can you handle more of me?"

I then tease his d*ck with pleasurable stroking. You would think for a second that I was going to allow him to c*m, until I let him feel the scratching from my sharp nails up and down his d*ck. I grab his b*lls and pull them as I dig my fingernails around his shaft. I then let him feel my clenched fists again, up and down his shaft. I stroke him with my clenched hands, the whites of my knuckles t*rmenting him until he c*ms hard for me.

Part II: The Huntress

I am the leader of my tribe. We live in the humid rainforest that we have fought hard to keep ours. Dominic is the leader from the West side of the forest. He knows he is never to step foot on my land. He has battled me before and lost, and I have threatened him with his life if he dare enters again.

I hunt him. I stun him with a poisonous scion-ivy dart. He falls deep under. I tie him and when he awakes he sees me standing above him. It amuses me to see such a strong man tied helplessly at my feet.

I take off his shirt to see that his body is frail. He is hungry, and he's looking for food on my land. I laugh at him. Starvation is no excuse for trespassing. I notice the bulge in his pants, I take it out curiously. He hard for me even though his face is terrified. I scratch his chest to scar him, if I allow him to live he will need a reminder not to return.

His throbbing hard c*ck makes me curious, and although I don't want to give him pleasure, I want to show him how I can be dominant with my sexuality. I clench my hands, and rub my knuckles up and down his shaft. My hands clenched so tightly that you can see the pale bl*e veins sticking out of my thin hands. I punch him if I think he starts to enjoy it too much. I stop to slap his face. I then give him some pleasurable strokes, before I taunt him with more punches, aggressive b*ll grabs, and my knuckles rolling up and down his hard shaft. He c*ms huge for me. I taste it. I decide to keep him tied and continue milking him for a week. I want him weak and drained.

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