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I escaped my master, thinking I would find comfort in a doormat. I planned to leave and stop being his submissive slut he took advantage of and made his slave.
I wanted out but couldn’t see that I was forever a submissive bitch. It took me a couple of monotonous, dull days to come crawling back, begging for forgiveness. The truth is being a switch is a lie and being able to transform from one way to another is also total bs.
The pain and the humiliation I began to crave and need. Once I came back with my tail between my legs, my master made sure I knew I had hell to pay.
Of course, he fucked me up, but he also made me cum a dozen times. Leaving him for a subby man was never going to work out and was proof of my coming back.
I know I usually pick the wrong guys, but I felt my new beau would prove to be different. Well, it’s my fault he isn’t. I keep attracting guys I like and want. There’s something about a guy who is trouble maker always wanting to beat women and use them for sexual favors, ad tends to cheat.
Yes, I’m submissive, but I don’t want to tolerate cheating. I will snoop till I find evidence of adultery, and then I will be the one that goes bezerk. There’s a distance, and I can’t get over it. When I found that my boyfriend had a sexy phone chat with another woman, I lost it and demanded answers. Instead, I got my ass fucked hard and the biggest beating ever.
As any young woman moving in with their first live-in boyfriend should be a fun experience. My boyfriend had no place to live. His roommates evicted him. Still,, I believed his side of the story. Supposedly, my man was fucking around with his roommate’ss girlfriend,d who I knew was total bullshit. I received a dm from his ex-roommate telling me to pick his ass up. He doesn’t have a car,, so of course,, I did. For months,ing the idea of moving in together. My daddy bought me a fantastic condo years ago that I was ready to renovate and call home. The concept of doing couple of things had my mind going to great places. As doubt did fill my mind,, once I picked up my boyfriend,, I asked him If it was true. As a proper submissive whore I allowed him to manipulate me and make me believe other wise. My parents were pissed off and told me he was only using me as a free meal ticket and that a white girl like me has no business messing around with a thug. Well boy oh boy I found a whole new meaning of what that meant when i got my ass handed to me and he took his time using me and doing whatever the fuck he wanted.
All I wanted to know was which pattern of decal would look best in the foyer instead i got a beatdown and was told to stop being a clingy ass bitch.
My drug dealer is livid with me and my friend Mallory. We both owe him so much money he wants us both dead. The only way we can get in his good graces is if we get to get a girl from campus and bring her over for his pleasure. Both of us know this is the only way we will be able to get away with it and pay off our debts. We knew the assignment and understood that we would have to film the whole thing from beginning to end. We had the right girl in mind. Amber jane is a campus sweetheart. She’s the dean’s daughter and snooty bitch to all girls like Mallory and me. So we had a plan set in stone we would be torturing her and bring her over to get used. Better her than us! Its her turn to be the submissive sex slave!
I always have a big smile whenever I get to have my boyfriend beat me in my cheer uniform. He has some mega trust issues and always tells me I’m a whore. Even though I am not fucking anyone behind his back, it always gets me wet thinking about how he knows I’m a vulnerable slave.
I’m always begging him to stop and to leave me alone when he gets in his moods, but I have gotten quite used to the sex that comes from it, and I’m the first to say I love submissive sex now.
My cunt is always wet as fuck, and I am always ready to get rammed by my boyfriend. Whenever he has a bad day, he makes me get my cheer outfit on cause he knows what kind of girl I was in high school and wants to punish me for it.
I dated an S&m porn addict. It was a complete shock to be put under that type of scrutiny. All I ever did wasn’t good enough, and it always left him feeling a surge of rage throughout his body. One day I was trying to spice things up between us. I took a little longer in the bathroom, trying lingerie and different undies. My purpose was to be the hottest slut for him. Instead, it backed fired because he grew suspicious and began knocking down the door. He didn’t even let me have e the decency to answer him. Instead, he barged into the bathroom and began to beat me bloody and use me up while I begged him not to kill me.
Master is coming over to check my cunt. He wants to make sure no one else is fucking his bondage whore. I’m unsure if he’s going by how stretched out I am because I’m pretty sneaky. I know to cheat with guys with smaller cocks than him.
I’ve been a rebel lately and have had plenty of 7 inches fuck me. Ever since master daddy has taken on a few new subs, it’s gotten me in my feelings. My cunt craves him, but since he wants to be an owner of many women, it leaves me acting out.
I better be careful not to get caught because if I do, I know I will have to pay in the most brutal ways.