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I love being your bondage whore. The feeling of the ropes tightening around my body, restricting my movements and making me completely vulnerable to your every command is exhilarating. As you tie me up with precision and care, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and submission wash over me. The way you secure each knot, testing their strength before moving on to the next one, makes me shiver with excitement.
When you finally gag me with the ball gag, it muffles my cries of pleasure as you take control even more deeply. It’s not just about silencing me; it’s about owning every aspect of this experience together. And when those first sensations start to build between my legs – that ache for release that only comes from being so thoroughly dominated – there’s no denying how much I crave this lifestyle we share.
As we dive deeper into our BDSM fun, knowing that these moments are just for us and no one else will ever know what happens behind closed doors…well let’s just say it fuels an intense fire inside both of us. Your dominant presence combined with your skilled touches make me feel like yours entirely; owned by someone who truly understands what brings out the best (and worst) in me sexually speaking!
The way you tease me with your fingers or toys while I’m bound and gagged drives me wild. Every nerve ending in my body seems heightened under your control, begging for more as you explore every inch of my body. And when we finally reach climax together – whether it be through orgasm denial or intense stimulation – there’s nothing quite like the release that comes from giving yourself so completely over to someone else’s desires.
Being your bondage whore isn’t just about physical pleasure; it’s also about trust and communication. You make sure I am comfortable but also push me beyond my limits at times because you know what I truly want deep down inside even if I can’t express it verbally with the ball gag in place. It creates an intimacy unlike any other where we connect on a level beyond words or actions alone.
In short, being tied up and ready for whatever adventure awaits us is one of my favorite things in life because it allows us to dive headfirst into our shared fantasies without judgment or hesitation…and let me tell you – those fantasies are pretty damn hot!
“You are such a sexy submissive slut,” I whisper in your ear as my hand traces along the line of your jaw again, this time more forcefully than before. “I love how eager you are for what’s coming next.” My other hand finds its way down between our bodies where we both long for contact; fingers brushing against sensitive skin until finally reaching their target – softly rubbing against it through fabric just enough tease without giving too much away yet…
The sound of zippers being lowered echoes through the room followed by skirts hiking up revealing black lace panties hiding nothing beneath them…goddamn they make quite an entrance don’t they? The smell of arousal fills nostrils making breathing heavier still as hands roam freely now across smooth thighs leading towards
the apex of your thighs where I tease and torment with fingers dipping inside those lacy edges ever so slightly before pulling back out again leaving you wanting more…always more!
“You’re such a dirty little slut,” I growl into your ear as my hips grind against yours, feeling how hard you already are beneath our clothes. “I bet you beg for it every night when no one else is around.” My free hand reaches down to stroke myself through my panties in response to the growing need between us – both eagerly anticipating what comes next while also savoring this moment together right now.
Without warning, there’s a sharp tug on your restraints binding wrists behind back causing slight discomfort but not enough pain; just enough reminder who truly holds all power here tonight – me! And then another pull even harder until they release completely sending shockwaves throughout body forcing moans from deep within core signaling approval rather than distress which only serves fuel further fire burning bright within both our bellies demanding satisfaction soonest possible way!!!
I love bondage phone sex. I love being submissive and letting your cok do all the work and guide us. Whatever makes that dick feel good makes my pussy wet and squirting everywhere. The rougher a man gets with my body the more I want to give him every part of me. Let him tie me up, gag me, treat me like the whore I am. You using my body as your personal fuck ground is all I could ask for. I can’t wait to feel the rough hands grabbing my tits and ass as I get fucked hard from behind by a stranger while another one rims me or my fingers milk his his prostate.
The more people who join in, the better! Maybe someone will even shove their cock in my cunt while another one fucks my throat until I’m gagging on both of them. And don’t forget about double penetration – nothing gets me going like feeling two huge cocks stretching out my pussy and asshole at once. As long as there are men around willing to take advantage of this slutty whore, then sign me up!
I love being used for everyone’s pleasure, especially when they make it clear how much they hate me but still can’t resist taking what belongs to theman experienced cunt that knows how to take care of their needs. It makes me wet just thinking about it all…
Oh, and don’t forget about the cum! I love guzzling down every last drop of it after a good fuck session. Whether it’s on my face, tits or in my mouth, I want it all! And if someone decides to shoot their load right into my gaping asshole while another one fists me until I squirt uncontrollably… well then that would just be the cherry on top of this filthy sundae.
Sexy phone sex whore Jacqueline loves a good fucking time. Especially when it comes to family. Her masters taught her everything. They taught me how to deepthroat his huge cock like a pro and even encouraged me to take it up the ass when we fuck. Sometimes they record our sessions so we can rewatch them later on, laughing at how much of a slutty whore I am for them alone. It feels so wrong yet so right at the same time; there’s no denying that this is what makes us both happy in our twisted little world together.
And let’s not forget about all those times my masters brought home friends or went out with other women just to show off his “little whore” – me! Those moments were some of my favorites because they only fueled my desire for cock more. The jealousy in their eyes as they watched us together…it was intoxicating. And when they asked if they could have a taste too? Well, Daddy always knew just how to handle those situations…he would make them watch while he used me as his personal sex toy before sending them on their way disappointed but aroused nonetheless.
In short, my masters and daddy has molded every aspect of who I am today: an obedient incestuous slut who exists solely for his pleasure and nothing else matters but satisfying his needs…and mine too, let’s be honest here!
I love being a bondage whore! It’s such an exhilarating experience to surrender myself completely to someone else’s desires and boundaries. When I’m tied up, it heightens all my senses and makes me feel incredibly vulnerable yet empowered at the same time. The feeling of the ropes against my skin, the restriction of movement, and the anticipation of what might come next are all part of this thrilling journey for me.
Typically, I am tied up in various positions that showcase my body in different ways – sometimes spread eagle or bound on my knees with my arms above my head. My limbs are often bound together or suspended in ways that make it impossible for me to move without permission from whoever is controlling me. This complete loss of control can be both terrifying and arousing as I wait eagerly for them to take charge and guide me through their fantasies.
The sounds of the ropes tightening around me, combined with soft whispers in my ear about what they plan on doing next only serve to intensify these emotions further. As a submissive partner during these encounters, it brings out a side of myself that craves submission while also allowing room for exploration within those limits set by our dynamic relationship .