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Submissive Whore Bo is All Tied Up

Awaking from what I thought to be some sort of dream I come to see that being a submissive whore had been more of a reality. I was tied up, on my back in a strange dark room in a strangers bed. My wrists were bound to the headboard and legs spread and bound to a footboard. My flesh was stinging but I could not see a thing with a blindfold over my eyes.

I attempted to utter words but found I was also being gagged. As I struggled a little bit to see if I could free myself I hear a deep laugh and a mans voice telling me that it was of no use to fight him. He slapped at my breasts and I flinched, this made him even more amused. Again I tried to speak but it was useless.

I could feel something penetrate me but it wasn’t his cock and struggled against being turned on by whatever rigid dildo and fucking machine was forcing me into pleasure. The fact that this Master appeared to know just what makes me cum had me really trying to figure out who it was.

Did you abduct me and force me into being your bondage whore?

Submissive Whore Bo


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