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Submissive whore is a name badge I wear proudly! Oh, I love being a whore and submissive to men so it makes sense. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of kneeling before a big, dominant man and worshiping his cock. It makes me feel so small and insignificant in the best possible way. When he tells me to open my mouth wide for his dick, I do it without hesitation, eager to please him in any way I can.
I love the taste of cum on my tongue and the satisfaction that comes from knowing I’ve made him happy by taking his huge cock deep down my throat. Sometimes he’ll even let me suck on his balls while he fucks my face – it’s such an intense rush! And when he finally cums all over my face or tits or wherever else he wants it, there’s no greater sense of accomplishment than seeing how much pleasure you’ve brought your big daddy with your filthy little whore mouth.
Of course, sometimes being a submissive whore can be hard work – especially when dealing with demanding clients who want their money’s worth out of you – but at the end of the day (or rather night), knowing that you got off on pleasing them makes every sore muscle worth it tenfold. So here’s to many more nights spent as a dirty little slut serving up pussy and ass for her big daddies!
As I kneel before you, my big daddy, your cock standing tall and proud between us, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of submission and desire. My eyes are fixed on your crotch, eagerly anticipating the moment when you’ll finally tell me what to do with that magnificent piece of meat.
When you give me the command to open wide for your cock, my mouth falls agape in obedience. The head of your dick brushes against my tongue as it slowly makes its way inside my eager throat. I gag slightly around it at first but quickly learn how to take more and more of you down my gullet until every inch is buried deep within me.
The sensation is unlike anything else – both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. But there’s no denying that this is where I belongon my knees with a hard cock stuffed down my throat while serving as nothing more than a living sex toy for someone like yourself who knows exactly how much power they hold over their little whore slut like myself..
As a submissive bondage whore, I live for the feeling of being completely owned and controlled by my dominant partner. Today, I found myself in the dungeon of a powerful man who had big plans for me.
He began by tying my wrists tightly above my head, leaving me vulnerable and exposed. He then attached a leash to my collar and led me over to a large wooden X-frame where he secured each leg at the ankles and knees with heavy chains. With nowhere left to go but where he wanted me, I felt an intense mix of fear and arousal coursing through my veins.
Next came the gag in my mouth – it was thick enough that all I could do was moan around it as he tied it off securely behind my head. The look on his face told me that this wasn’t nearly enough; he wanted more from me than just submission. So he continued binding every part of me: first wrapping rope around each breast until they were firmly bound together before moving downwards towards lower regions…
As if reading his thoughts about what came next (which perhaps he did), there was suddenly pressure against both sides of our hips as wide leather cuffs were locked into place – effectively immobilizing us both while still allowing some movement within those limits set forth by our captor/lover’s desires .
With every inch of skin covered in soft yet restricting fabric or cold metal restraints ,I couldn’t help but feel completely helpless under his control . But despite this newfound vulnerability , something inside told me
that this was exactly where I belonged – at his mercy, completely exposed and open to whatever he wished to do with me.
As if sensing my thoughts, he began to run his hands over my body, tracing the lines of rope and leather that bound me so tightly. His touch sent shivers down my spine as he teased each sensitive area in turn: flicking the tip of a whip against my bare skin; running ice-cold chains across nipples hardened by fear and anticipation; caressing the soft flesh between my legs through the thin layer separating us.
With every passing moment, it became clearer that this wasn’t just about control for him – there was an intense desire burning beneath his surface too. And when at last he positioned himself behind me on all fours (our bodies now connected only by our restraints), I knew what was coming next…
As I stand there as a submissive whore, blindfolded and bound tightly with ropes that cut into my skin, I can feel the anticipation building within me. The air around me is thick with lust and desire, making it clear that whoever has tied me up plans on using me in the most depraved ways possible.
The sound of footsteps approaching sends shivers down my spine; they’re purposeful yet playful, like a predator toying with its prey. Suddenly, a warm hand traces along the contours of my body before teasingly brushing against my sensitive nipples. My breath hitches as I try to guess who could be doing this to me.
“Mmmm,” you moan softly against my ear as your fingers continue their exploration southward towards my aching core. “You’re so fucking ready for this.” Your voice is deep and commanding yet laced with an undercurrent of affection that makes me tremble even more intensely beneath your touch.
Without warning, something hard and unyielding presses against my ass cheeks – it must be your cock! You chuckle darkly before roughly pushing two fingers inside of me instead; they stretch me open mercilessly but also send waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of my being because I know what comes nextyour massive cock filling every hole available on this slutty little submissive bitch!
And then you do it – you position yourself at my entrance and slowly push forward until I feel the head of your cock pressing against mine signaling our imp ending union. The sensation is both exhilarating and terrifying as I brace myself for the inevitable penetration.
“You’re mine now,” you growl possessively, pulling back slightly before slamming your hips forward with enough force to make me gasp aloud at the sudden intrusion. Your cock stretches me wider than I ever thought possible, filling me up completely and leaving no room for air or anything else but pure blissful agony coursing through my veins as you begin an unrelenting pounding motion inside of me that makes every nerve ending tingle with anticipation for more punishment from this masterful lover who has complete control over my body (and soul?).
As time passes, our rhythm becomes increasingly frenzied; each thrust sends shockwaves throughout our bodies while moans escape our lips unbidden by either one of us as we lose ourselves in this primal act of passion and domination playing out before us under cover darkness…