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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.
My friend Rosie and I ended up doing a side business that proved to be lucrative. We would cater to men who love to beat the shit out of us with paddles and like to be dominant with us. We both have high pain tolerances and can make any man enjoy the pleasures of prostate milking. If you haven’t had your prostate milked yet, you are missing out big time.
Our job is to make you take out all your frustrations and end up relaxing and winding down by letting us both gives you tender massages and worshiping kisses. We both will then tease you and make that prostate feel so good. I’m great at stuffing my tongue and fingers, and Rosie loves to use her toys. When we finish getting you milked, we clean up the mess.
I want attention and will do whatever a master expects of me. My cunt is made for him to use. When he told me to go out in the nude again, I did it, but this time he asked me to bring a friend. We would be training her together then she would be my competition. It is an endless cycle with him and his idea of pitting me against other women.
The ultimate fantasy he has Is getting a ton of girls pregnant and using them as cult members. As I see it, he is focusing on that and training me to do whatever he wants.
When competition arises, I go full force on creating a clear view that I am the best slut for him and will do the vilest things ever.
My cunt gets wet whenever he tells me about his love of Extreme fetish phone sex.