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A Submissive slut needs her beauty sleep but I never get any true rest. I wake up every night, the same way, with my body humming from the electric current they send through me. They are always here, watching me with their cold, metallic eyes that glow in the darkness.
Even with my eyes closed, I can still see what they do to me. They insert their technology deep into my pussy, pumping me full of alien cum. It’s a mix of pain, pleasure and pure terror. I’m a slave to their mission as a breeding whore.
Those wide eyed monsters get me so high on this shit. They pour it on my face and it crawls up my nose. It makes me much more behaved, they enjoy when their human slaves give them the best Submissive sex. They insert multiple probes at once and when ejaculation happens I squirt so much it could fill a bath tub.
I can’t even begin to describe the feeling of my belly growing the hybrid inside me. It swells up in mere minutes, producing one after the other. It’s like a conveyer belt shooting out of me and after hundreds come out of me more start to grow.
I serve as a good breeding bitch, I don’t scream like the others really. I don’t really talk about it much because when I do everyone thinks I am crazy but I’m not! It really does happen.I have no choice but to serve as a good bitch in heat, a Slave training whore.
Once I agreed to be a Slave training whore, it got totally serious. I was taken to across the parking lot. I felt as though I was walking quite some distance. I was placed in the back of a car and cuffed. I knew better than to ask any questions. I could feel my heart jumping out of my chest.
When we arrived at our destination, I was used as a human cumdump. I was literally drowning in my Master’s and other’s thick creamy cum. I must have gagged and choked hundreds of times. We went all night long and no I was not given a safe word.
He instructed me to open my mouth where he then dumped a bucket of cum all into my mouth. I was forced to hold it in while each of them throat fucked me. I had my hands handcuffed behind my back and my mouth locked wide open. The pain I endured was all so worth it. I am a cock sucking Submissive slut and this is how my life should be.
My Master was so excited to torture me. He pulled out this huge thick chain, wrapped it around my neck and arms. Every time I would get choked by the chains. He really reveled in that. Constantly taunting me, “Don’t move girl, you gonna get hurt if ya do…”
Yes Master, I will be still, or I least tried so hard to be still. But when you have two big strong dicks face fucking ya, there is no way you can’t move. Every thrust of their cocks, the chain cock tighter and tighter. I felt my face get hot, and the room began to spin. The Hardcore bondage I endured made me black out, I can’t wait for the next session!
As I kneel before you, Master, your Bondage whore can feel the cool touch of the marble floor against my bare knees. It is a constant reminder of my place at your feet. My body is here for your pleasure, my holes at your disposal. I am here to serve you, to fulfill your every desire. No matter how depraved or perverse!
I was turned into a slam pig as a young gal. My Daddy first introduced me to the joys of serving cock. He showed me at a young age that my holes were made for fucking. I am good for filling with hot, thick loads of cum. And ever since then, I have been insatiable, a desperate bitch who needs to be put in her place.
I am on a strict diet of cum, Master. My belly yearns to be filled, my throat longs to be coated in your salty, sticky essence. I need to be drowned in it, to bathe in your seed. I crave it, I hunger for it, and I will do anything to get it.
When I am with you, I am your Cock worshiping slave. I long to feel your hard shaft sliding in and out of my wet, eager pussy. I want you to use me, to take me roughly, to make me ache with pleasure. I will make you proud with how well I pleasure your cock, Sir. Beat me black and blue, while you fuck my hungry pussy.
Please, I beg you, make me suffer. You know how much I want to cum but I only do that with your permission. The pain it causes me when you put me on the verge for hours is exactly what I deserve. If I start to beg you to cum, make me suffer even more. I need to be degraded by you without mercy.
Yes, Master, I am your Submissive sex slave. And I will always say, ‘yes Sir’ when you command me to pleasure you. I am here to serve you, to give you the ultimate sexual experience. My holes are yours to use, to fill, to stretch. I am your cum dumpster, your personal slut, your plaything.
I serve as a Cock worshiping slave for a Master who has a few connections in the government. He likes to say he’s their garbage man, taking out the trash and dealing with the problems that they can’t handle.
I’ve been to a few of these parties in the past, and they are always over the top. Huge mansions, lots of drugs and whores, all kinds of depraved debauchery. But this last party I attended was different. This time, I was on a special mission.
My Master needed me to seduce a senator who was ‘causing issues’ and get him to do the nastiest things to me. I was to be his undercover Submissive slut, suffering for the greater good. It didn’t take a great deal of effort to get him to play but he went overboard!
I let him do things to me that would make most people cringe. He hung me up and tortured my pussy with all kinds of objects, each one more painful than the last. I truly thought at one point when he was fucking my ass that I was going to die.
He pushed his fat cock deep into me and wrapped his hands around my neck. He squeezed so hard that my eyes watered and I begged for mercy. But the senator didn’t give it to me. He just kept going, using my body for his own sick pleasure.
Thankfully, my Master eventually stepped in and put an end to the senator’s cruel games. But the things he did to me still give me nightmares. It’s like I can still hear him yelling that I am a pathetic whore and I can feel his hands are around my neck.
I can’t help but wonder what would have happened if my Master hadn’t been there to save me. Would I have died that night, strung up and tortured by a man who saw me as nothing more than a disposable whore?
So if you want to hear more about my experiences as a submissive slut, come find me in XXX bondage chat. I’m always up for sharing my stories with anyone who is willing to listen.