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Bondage whore for the whole office is now my official position. It all started when that catty colleague of mine got jealous of all the attention I received. I never did anything to her. I have this certain, je ne sais quoi that draws people in. But she found out about my secret life and decided to expose me to the whole office, just to make herself feel better. And now, I’m the whore that everyone, including the big boss, loves to torture.
Now, I’m the office’s favorite plaything. Even the guys who used to give me weird looks are lining up to tie me up and have their way with me. The boss is a wild man; he’s not just content with using me for a quick fuck. No, he takes his time, making sure I’m thoroughly debased and broken before he even enters me. He stuck the most enormous butt plug I’ve ever seen, and hours later, made the whole office watch me suck it.
That wasn’t the end of his fun either. He ordered every guy in the office to fuck my ass and shoot cum inside me. It was after like 20 guys shot their loads into me that he fucked me so hard all that cum was splashing everywhere. It was such a fucking mess, I never had to suck so much cum off a cock before. But that’s my job now, and I’ll be the best Submissive slut there is.
Extreme bondage is always an intense ride, but when you don’t expect it, it can be hell. So a friend of mine set me up with a party at a millionaire’s house. When I look back, she was acting shady, but I was so dazzled by the idea that I just ignored it. I made sure to dress in something alluring, hoping to impress him.
It all happened so fast. The butler led me into a large basement room. Then the host showed up, a striking man with piercing eyes and a commanding presence. He came out naked, with a huge hard-on. When he ordered me to get naked, I did without a word. I felt so flustered and scared, but I couldn’t help but listen to his commands. He then directed me to take a seat on the floor, where he proceeded to tie me up.
The restraints were tight, cutting into my skin. I was bound, exposed, and at his mercy. He wanted to be sure that every moment I was there with him, I would suffer.
Over the hours that followed, he subjected me to an intense and relentless onslaught of sensation. Electric shocks stung my whole body. He slapped me, spit in my face. My body was his to do whatever he wanted.
He brought me to the edge of an orgasm and held me there. When he saw the tears pouring out of my eyes, he permitted me to cum, but even that was painful because he made me do it over and over. He employed every tool imaginable to heighten my arousal and prolong the experience. Whips, paddles, and Stimulators-all used with a precision that left me a soggy mess, and it made him so proud. He knew he had me forever.
I felt forced into this Slave training regime, but I knew there was no way I could resist. I am a submissive whore, and I have to stay true to that, even if the orgasms make me suffer.
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Cock worshiping girl is submissive and craves the most extreme forms of bondage. Power and unyielding control belong to my Master. And when he puts my collar on really tight, my gash is so slick with wetness. I know my place, and that is at Master’s feet.
Being bound, gagged, and left at the mercy of his strength makes me feel so alive. Just the anticipation of him forcing his cock in me is enough for me to cum. But I am not allowed to without permission. I have to tell him when I feel like I have to cum, but he always tells me to hold it. The bite of his leather straps brings me to the brink, but I hold it in, just like Master ordered.
When he pulls me closer to him with my chain leash, I don’t hesitate; I open my mouth wide, and he pushes his throbbing cock in my throat. He will pull the leash so tight that I can’t move my head up for air. He will face fuck me to the point that I gag and gasp for air. I always feel like I am about to lose consciousness. It’s Extreme bondage play that really gets him hard. When he makes me suffer to his satisfaction is when he pounds his cock in my holes. At that point, it hurts so bad because I really want to cum. No, he says, he fucks me harder, and when he goes off, it’s a bomb of cum inside me. And I’m still begging!
Submissive sex mindset washes over me like a soothing balm. Your cock, rigid and commanding, is a vision for a sub slut like me. I need a dominant man to surrender to, to make me gag hard! It’s such a relief to submit to your alpha cock, sir. Slap it hard across my face.
Choke me out like the filthy whore I am. It’s not a protestation, but a plea – a vow to surrender completely to your will. My throat, a bottomless pit as you so eloquently put it, stands ready to swallow you whole. The very thought of gagging on your length only fuels my arousal.
I part my lips, tongue extended, as if beckoning you to enter my mouth. Your musky scent envelops me, and I inhale deeply, savoring the heady aroma. When your dick finally sinks past my teeth, I welcome it with a moan, the vibrations humming around the shaft. I begin to bob my head, taking you deeper with each movement.
Your hands pull my hair, guiding me as you start to thrust. The pace is deliberate, hard pumps deeper down my throat. With each push, I feel myself yielding, opening wider, accommodating your girth. My eyes water, but I don’t resist. I shove it down harder, making those tears pour down my face.
The build of pressure in my throat is exquisite, a delicious edge of discomfort that teeters on the brink of pleasure. Then, with a final, firm drive, I gag. The sensation is intense, almost painful, yet I revel in it. It’s a physical manifestation of my submission, a reminder of my place as your willing slave.
As you hold me there, cock buried in my convulsing throat, I feel a rush of surrender. I am so grateful when you make me your throat goat! I work very hard to please you, sir. I am the cum rag that will drain you completely and take your abuse! It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, Daddy! Claim me, own me, and I am always yours. I’ll do anything, make me suffer, I deserve it! I will give anything for the attention of a mean hardcore Master.
I remain still, body trembling, as you begin to move again. Each thrust is a declaration of dominance, a reminder that I am yours to command. I am your Submissive sex slave, happy to choke on your dick, eager to drink down every inch of your cum.
I’m such a lucky Submissive slut to be your devoted sex slave! It is my sacred duty to serve you, body, soul, and every intimate fiber of my being. I am a vessel meant to be filled by your power, your presence, and your divine cock.
Breathless and pleading, I attend to you on my knees, my tongue eagerly lapping at the engorged head of your erection. You are my God, and the taste of your precum on my lips is a gift to me. I don’t beg for mercy or respite, for it is not my place to crave such frivolities. No, my goal is singular: to gorge myself on your massive cock until you are utterly spent. My throat is unrecognizable from the violent fucking of your hard, fat cock!
As you force your cock deeper, choking out my gasps and whimpers with each brutal thrust, I can feel my whore cunt dripping down my thighs. You get me so wet with a good face fucking, I want it all the time! I zone out when my lips compress around the girth of your shaft, my nose pressed hard into your pubic bone as I strive for the Cock worshiping you deserve! I live for your unbridled lust. And I will never resist, not even when my vision blurs and my lungs burn for air.
Bondage whore like me always craves the rope; it’s the sweet agony of surrender. I was born to be bound, to be at the mercy of a dominant master who will push me to my limits and beyond.
Thick ropes digging into my skin is a release for me. The rough fibers chafe against my tender flesh as I’m hoisted up into the air, helpless and exposed. For a true rope bunny like myself, there’s no pleasure quite like the sting of raw skin and the knowledge that I’m entirely at the mercy of my captor.
I serve my master with gusto, eager to please however he sees fit. Whether it’s a harsh flogging or a deep, throaty blowjob, I’m always ready to his beatings.
There’s something primal about being bound by sturdy twine, about feeling those coils constrict around my limbs and torso, limiting my range of motion until I’m nothing more than a helpless, writhing toy for my master to play with.
I can feel the tension building in my muscles as I strain against the ropes, the subtle give of my skin as the fibers bite into me. It’s a living, breathing thing, this Hardcore bondage desire for rope, a constant ache that only a mean dominant master can satisfy.
Desperate Cum slut phone sex whore doesn’t want to do a damn fucking thing but suck on your dick. My cunt is wet and needing a hardcore Daddy to violate every part of my body. My pleasure is the pain you give me and I will always be loyal to your mean cock.
And my throat is yours to use until my lips turn blue, until I’m gagging and sputtering, until my voice is hoarse from the face fucking. I don’t care if I suffocate, as long as you’re pumping your thick, hot load down my gullet. Let me drink from your cock like a sex-starved vampire, drowning in the creamy abyss of your epiphyses.
As your plaything, I am such a lucky girl. All you need to do is snap your fingers and I will crawl to your cock for a proper Cock worshiping. I don’t care about breathing, just fill me to the brim with your potent seed. My body is your temple, my mind your playground, my soul yours to claim. I’ll be your obedient little cum slut, always ready to serve, always thirsty for more.
My pussy aches for your touch, my tits long for your mouth, my asshole for your fingers. But it’s my pussy that is so hungry for your cock! It’s the one I dream about at night, the one I fantasize about during the day. I want to be stretched wide open, to feel you hitting the depths of my womb as you unleash your cum inside me.