Cowgirl 1: Breaking Him In

"Wait here, I'm going to get something from my bag. We're going to experiment a little, my sexy little slave..."
Dan's heart raced with a mix of excitement and fear, his cock twitching in his jeans, dying to be let loose and cover Emily in his hot c*m. He watched as Emily slowly walked over to the corner where she had dropped her bag, swaying her ass as she went. He was utterly mesmerised. He watched as she bent over her bag, sticking her perfect ass up in the air towards him. He didn't even notice her looking back at him, he was so captivated by her round cheeks hidden by her tight jeans.
"Get a good enough look, city boy? Looks like you're enjoying it, anyway..." her gaze dropped to his crotch, his jeans tenting in front of him, betraying his horniness. Of course, Dan was speechless.
Emily let out a devilish giggle and turned her attention to her bag, slowly lifting out a pair of handcuffs, dangling them in front of her, showing Dan what was to come.
"How do you like the look of these? I don't want your hands getting out of control and ruining our fun...so I'm going to restrain you. Don't worry baby, I won't do anything too naughty." With a wink she strutted back towards Dan who was still frozen with the huge wooden pole at his back. His doubts and fears began to melt as his lust took over his brain, leaving only pure bestial desire for the beautiful succubus in front of him.