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Bondage Whore is My Brand!

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I knelt bound tightly with ropes biting into my wrists and ankles, completely at his mercy. As a woman I knew this was exactly my place—submitting to superior men. He forced his thick cock down my throat, fucking my face hard and making me gag repeatedly as saliva dripped everywhere. I loved it, craving the degradation that confirmed my inferiority. My ass received vicious spankings from his belt, each strike leaving fiery marks on my skin, and I thanked him silently for putting me in my female role. Then he spread my cheeks and rammed into my tight asshole, thrusting deep and rough without any prep, stretching me painfully. I reveled in the agony, knowing it was what whores like me deserve. To degrade me more, he pulled out and aimed his stream of hot piss directly at my open mouth and face, forcing me to swallow some while it soaked my body and hair. I remained his filthy whore through every forced act that night, embracing my misogynistic fate with joy.

I Wanted It in All Three Holes

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The rough rope bit into my wrists, cinched tight above my head, the coarse fibers scraping raw. I was naked, spread-eagled on the cold steel frame, my ankles lashed wide apart. The blindfold blocked everything, leaving only sound and touch. I heard his belt unbuckle, the slow slide of leather against denim.

“You’re just a hole, Edith. A wet, dumb cunt for my cock.”

I whimpered, my pussy already slick with need. His hand smacked my ass cheek—sharp, stinging. I yelped, bucking against the restraints.

“Shut up. Take it.”

He shoved his cock into my mouth without warning, gagging me. I tasted salt and precum. My throat convulsed, tears leaking under the blindfold. He fucked my face hard, ignoring my sputters, then pulled out and spat on my slit. I felt his thumb push inside my asshole, dry, and I screamed into the gag.

“Yeah, that’s it. You’ll take my cock in every hole tonight.”

I Know What My Mouth is For, Sir

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On my knees, my wrinkled knees aching on the cold floor, i am still a submissive whore, I beg for it. ‘Please, Sir, use this old whore! Use her mouth.’ He grabs my gray hair, yanks my head back, and rams his thick cock past my loose dentures, straight into my throat.

Gag on it, you disgusting granny slut!’ he roars, thrusting balls-deep. I choke, spit bubbling from my lips, eyes streaming tears. My sagging tits flop as he skull-fucks me mercilessly. ‘Your dried-up pussy’s worthless, but this ancient gullet milks dick like a pro!’

He slaps my cheeks raw, spits in my face. ‘Swallow every inch, liver-spotted crone! No mercy for fossil cunts like you!’ My throat bulges, false teeth scraping his shaft. I gurgle, loving the burn, the humiliation.

‘You’re just a pathetic cum-dump, Edith!’ He pumps hot loads down my gullet. I swallow greedily, thanking him with sobs. ‘Yes, Sir, feed your irrelevant old bitch.’ Broken, owned, and always craving more.