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Hey, Fucktoy lovers ! You won’t believe what I’ve got in store for you—a weekend of pure, unadulterated bondage bliss.
Ive always been a bad, bad girl, and someone needs to teach me a lesson. My master is just the kinky partner, with a sinister grin and a bunch of toys. As i’m tied to the bed, helpless as my master brings out the big guns. Vibrator wands, shock collars—the works. The fun’s about to begin. The first zap had me writhing, my screams echoing in the bedroom. But he’s relentless, bringing pain and pleasure to new heights. My nipples are tortured, shocked until they’re raw. But I’m a trooper, riding the pain wave like a pro.
The vibrator’s next, buzzing against my clit until I’m soaking wet. My legs are spread wide, leaving me vulnerable to the next attack. The torture continues, and my juices drip onto the bed. The smell of sex fills the room, and my mind’s clouded with pleasure. Then, finally, the pounding begins. Master shows no mercy, ramming my swollen Cunt until it’s red,puffy and pouring with cum. My mind explodes in ecstasy, my body becoming a volcano of pleasure. Cum drips down my legs, mixing with my juices—a sticky mess. My Master is a beast, showing no signs of slowing down. Stroke after stroke, I’m pushed to new boundaries. Left a mess, but the weekend’s not over. There’s more torture in store, and I’m ready for round two.
Extreme bondage, baby! I’ve found my torture heaven.
Stay extreme and dirty, you perverts!
This busty slut who’s found her calling in the art of submission. My master, the cunning dominator, has me under their spell, and I couldn’t be happier.
They found me, a lost soul yearning for a master. And boy, did they show me the meaning of true pleasure. Their strong hands bound my body, a sacred ritual that set my soul free. A delicious gag silenced my moans as I was subjected to delightful torture. The sting of a whip across my skin only heightened my desire, reminding me of my place as their slave. But the true essence of my servitude blossomed when I worshipped my master’s most sacred parts. My tongue danced around their moist pussy, savoring every flavor, fulfilling my duty as a obedient slave.
They treated me like their personal furniture, a possession to be admired and used. The cock worship, oh my, the way they stroked and sucked me, sending shivers down my spine. The rough penetration, the savage thrusts—each moment was a blessing. My master’s relentless passion ignited mine, and together, we soared in a symphony of flesh. As my body grew weary, their dominance showed no signs of fatigue. I was putty in their hands, a willing vessel for their kinky experiments. Bound and satiated, I found peace in my submission. My master’s odyssey was now mine, a perpetual journey of ecstasy and debauchery, a life I cherished.
Rosalie, your humble slave, returns to her bondage sanctuary.
[Master], as always, I’m yours to keep.