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BDSM Chat With Brutality

BDSM ChatAfter the last session with master, I was craving that brutality. I wasn’t allowed to contact him, he had to contact me. I hadn’t heard from him in a few days, so I found some blood red rope and tied one of my wrists up to the bedpost. I used my other hand to whip my bald pussy and fuck it with a gatorade bottle, I need that pain so bad. I got off so hard and couldn’t stop even when I felt this warm, wet liquid and it turned out to be blood. I didn’t care I needed more and more. Oh can someone please give me what I am craving….Please! I promise to be so obedient you won’t even know where it came from. I am the perfect slut to pacify your curiosity.


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