Slave training, bound and gagged, I’m so lucky to be on a path to becoming Daddy’s perfect whore. It’s a challenge I never regretted taking on, no matter how rough he is on me.
Hours spent bound and gagged, my body stretched and contorted in ways I never thought possible. Each session left me aching and sore, but also craving more. Pain makes me cum, and I am totally addicted to the feeling of being used and controlled.
Endless hours of being tied up were the only way I would truly embrace my role as Daddy’s submissive Bondage whore. I learned to worship his cock with every ounce of my being, eagerly swallowing his load and begging for more. I found myself craving the feeling of his hands on my body, his voice in my ear, his dominance over me.
I close my eyes and unhinge my jaw for his punishment. Wider I open up, suffocating on his big, hard king cock. I drool so much, I erupt, coating his shaft in vomit. I knew my punishment would hurt more after that. Master’s cock gave my asshole the proper beating of a lifetime!




