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Master’s Slave Gets Humilited Publicly

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The back of the train was quiet; I moaned as Master dragged His nails against the nape of my neck. My cunt was already soaked, and our game had barely begun. Master had been seated behind me for the past hour. Now, as we made our way across the countryside, the train was a bit more crowded. He stood, and opted for a seat on the other side of the car. He was facing me, watching me; I saw as he pulled a small remote control from his pocket, and pressed a button. A muffled buzzing adds itself to the ambiance, my face reddening. I was failing to control the bucking of my hips as the wireless vibrator mercilessly tickled my swollen clit. Before long. I was fighting back the need to moan loudly, to beg Master to please, please let his pathetic submissive slave cum. That was too humiliating to think of!
Master changed the settings, and suddenly I was nearly screaming. I did everything in my power to hold still. The toy was going from full blast to off, in five second increments. I was losing my mind. Suddenly, violently, the need to piss overtook the torturous pleasure. The buzzing would start, my cunt would gush, the buzzing would stop, and my bladder would scream from the fading contractions. I was in Hell.

Master Owns My Cunt

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Master calls me with the clear intent of making me cum. He’s a darling, my loving Master. He asks me what I’m craving, and I whisper any daring fantasy my twisted, submissive slut mind may have concocted. He delivers every time; by the end I am always a quivering puddle of cum and humiliation. Early this morning, I was given the forced fucking of my life by him, in an alleyway outside of my favorite coffee shop.
He’d been watching me for months, you see. Learning the routine I kept, he fantasized about annihilating my fuck holes and showing me what it really meant to be a stupid, pathetic submissive bitch.When Master made his move, I was helpless against him. I couldn’t have fought if I wanted to; he was too strong for me. He moved on me like a predator, and tore into my flesh with his cock. My cunt was stretched from how fucking huge he was, but his iron grip across my mouth kept me from screaming for help. The sickest part? I was a soaking wet mess the moment he grabbed me.
He was choking me, and forcing himself violently into my soaked submissive cunt. I was being used for his pleasure, his greatest fantasy coming to life; stalking and claiming a worthless piece of meat. I knew he was cumming inside my body without a barrier again and again, and the risk of being bred by a complete stranger was making me squirt all over his assaulting cock. I was cumming so hard, I blacked out. I awoke alone. Covered in cum with a number carved into my arm. He wanted me to call him, and wanted to make sure I didn’t lose it.

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He Demanded Holiday Pay With His Cock

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“I wasn’t asking you.” His massive hand was wrapped in my hair, his cock mere centimeters from my willing, open mouth. “You are going to give us holiday pay.” He slammed his cock back down my throat, choking me and forcing me to swallow all ten inches of his juicy johnson. I was helpless in his grasp, a filthy submissive whore who needed this more than he could have ever known. Right then, all I knew was his meat in my mouth as he shamelessly and recklessly throat fucked me. I was lost and hypnotized by the rhythm of his hips, his cock slipping in and out of my hot, hungry little fuck hole. My pretty pussy was dripping under my skirt.
He yanked me up by the hair suddenly, his other hand slapping me roughly across my slutty face before settling tightly around my neck. “We are getting holiday pay, right whore?” He spit in my face, and I started to cry. It was so fucking hot, the way he was handling me like a rag doll. I knew I wanted, no needed, more of his viscous caress. He didn’t give me a chance to answer, ripping my soaked panties off my fat ass and shoved them right into my mouth.
He picked my fat ass up, threw me on the desk, and slid his throbbing cock up into my tight, soaked slutty slit. I was moaning through the panties, so he slapped me again. I could taste the blood in my mouth. It only turned me on more as he roughly fucked me there in my office, not giving me any choice in the matter. I nodded, crying out as I came on his forced cock. He spit on me, came on my face, wiped himself in my hair, and left. When he went, he left the office door open, and everyone was peeking through the door at my wrecked form.

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Master Demands Office Masturbation

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Sometimes, I really can’t help it. I have to close the blinds and lock my office door during the day so I can play in my soaking wet pussy. There’s not really a reason to be locking the door. The entire office knows what I do; they can hear my loud ass vibrator, and me screaming when I’m squirting all over my desk chair. I should be embarrassed, but I can’t be. Master ordered that I behave this way every day until each and every man in the office forces their cock into one of my tight little fuck holes.
I’m waiting for the day I’m brave enough to leave the door unlocked so that instead of my buzzy little friend sliding into my wet submissive pussy, it will be the cock of a hot fucking Dom. He’ll come in here, choke the fuck out of me and bare bottom spank my ass. Really beat me! Then he’ll force his cock right in my open fucking mouth, and completely use my mouth as a pocket pussy for his thick fucking cock.
After blowing a steaming hot cum load in my mouth and down my throat, I knew he wasn’t done with me. He’ll drag me up by my hair up so he can bend me the fuck over and slam that cock into my cunt. Well, his cunt. He owns it now. I’m his to use at the office. Master is going to be so thrilled.

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Locked Down And Knocked Up

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Due to the amount of break-ins, we had started locking the office building up mighty tight. So tight, it would seem, that I was now trapped in here with them. I turned around, looking for a sign of the man who was chasing me. My cunt was dripping wet, I didn’t know why this threat to my life turned me on so much, but I wanted nothing more than to sit down on a bench and finger my sopping wet cunt until I squirted all over the lobby floor.

I couldn’t; I was trapped in an office building with maniacs who were determined to forcibly fuck me and use my holes for their pleasure.
I ran into the staircase, afraid the elevator would draw too much attention. He was there, waiting. Another closed the door behind me. They were on me, ripping away my clothes and forcing my legs apart and my mouth open. I was assaulted with cocks. They were forcing them into my fuck holes, using me as their pwn personal pocket pussy. It was so surreal, and yet I was cumming harder and harder with every fucking minute.

When I tell you that this was my entire weekend, just an almost never ending stream of cocks completely and totally destroying every fuck hole I have. My pussy got decimated, my ass gaped wide fucking open, and my throat fucked raw. But I’ll be damned if I wasn’t stupid turned on the entire time. I guess it’s true; I am a submissive whore. They found me on the floor Monday morning. I wasn’t a pretty sight, and everyone knew what a whore I had been all weekend.

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Home Invasion Masturbation

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He stood in the doorway to my bedroom. I wasn’t sure how he had gotten into my house, but his cock was out and he was furiously stroking it. I sat motionless on the bed, my vibrator still half inserted into my dripping cunt. “I’ve been watching you, through the window.” He growled, approaching the bed and climbing in. He never touched me, but perched precariously on the edge masturbating. “Keep going.” He commanded, and I did.
I slipped that buzzing joy toy in and out of my slippery pussy, rubbing and flicking my sweet little clit. My eyes never left his. We stared at each other, mutually masturbating. He had a mask on, but I knew those icy blue eyes seemed so familiar. His cock was huge, and thick, and he was working that monster like an expert snake charmer. He was dripping pre cum, being sure not to get any of it on my sheets.
I was getting close to cumming, and I could tell it was going to be a big one. I was going to squirt during a home invasion while the intruder stared me in the eyes, jacking off his cock! It hit me, and I squirted all over. Convulsing, my eyes closed just for a moment. When I opened them, exhausted and soaked in my own cum, he was gone. There was no trace of him, except for an open window and a draft.

Masochistic Slave Fantasies

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I always adored the vintage ideologies; being a domesticated house whore is something so appealing to me the very thought of living that life makes my masochistic cunt soaked. I want to fully serve a Master, my Master. I want to care for his carnal needs, and his house work. When he finishes his work for the day, I want to greet him with a hot meal, and a whore worthy blow job.
He’ll be cumming in my mouth before he even wants to come into the house, If his day has been particularly stressful, I’ll let him face fuck me until I choke and gag all over him. He can take out his frustrations on me. I love alligator clamps and the St. Andrews Cross alike; punish me, Master. Make me pay for the sins of all those fools around you.
I’ll sleep at the edge of the bed, like the bitch that I am. I’ll wake you up every morning by riding you cock, making you cum a steamy cream pie into my hot, tight little pussy. Do you want to know how I came up with this delicious fantasy? I was flipping through an old Sears magazine. Nothing is more vintage than department stores, and it just got my cunt dripping.

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Sucking Off The President

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For a little while, I had an internship in the White House. But I got myself into some trouble when I decided I wanted to be the next Monica Lewinsky and suck off the President. I started seducing him from day one, wearing tight and revealing outfits when I had to deliver paperwork to him. I would always make sure to drop my pen or my clipboard, and bend over in front of his desk.

Well one day, Mr. President asked me to tie his shoe for him, so of course I knelt down behind his desk next to his chair. What I found was that presidential cock ready for me to suck off. I won’t comment on the size, but to be able to suck off a world leader was absolutely delicious. I put Lewinsky and Clinton to shame with how devotedly I throat fucked that dick. I got a promotion, and hired on at the White House full time. For three years I was deep throating that POTUS dick, making sure I drained those balls.

I won’t comment on which president was, but I will say that I’ve tasted worse. Unfortunately I got let go when the vice president walked in on us, and he wasn’t as thrilled with a repeat scandal. I can still however say that I royally and loyally drained the balls of the leader of this country for several years, and that’s not something every fucking slut can boast of.

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Snatched, Used, And Painfully Abused

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I cannot begin to even tell you how long I’ve been serving my Master as His personal sex slave. He snatched me up just after work what I would imagine a several weeks ago, and has been using and abusing my snatch ever since. I used to think about escaping, about trying to run. But now I think my body is addicted to the pain that He inflicts on me.
Every kiss of the whip makes me drip. Every single slice in my thigh leaves my pussy leaking more and more! It’s even going as far as I’ve cum while He was forcing himself into me. I never thought I would stoop down and be this disgusting little pain loving whore, but what am I supposed to do? I’m trying to make the best out of a bad situation, and He fucks me so sweet and so good I wonder if I even need help.
Maybe Master is doing me a favor. Maybe He’s showing me what my body is meant to be used for, which is as His own personal pocket pussy and form of entertainment. I’ve come to love sucking Master’s cock every morning, noon, and night. I make sure I drain His hot fucking balls of that thick sticky cum.
I make sure He stays happy, and He makes sure that I eat. Maybe I’ll just stay here forever, serving Him. Maybe this is what my whorish little body was made for; to be the personal fuck slut of a great man.

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Home Invasion Prisoner

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It was dark, and I didn’t know exactly where I was. I had been having a cheap phone sex session when all of a sudden a man came through my front door! It’s been so long since I’ve had a home invasion, let alone one that wasn’t stage for my pain slut pleasure. He grabbed me, and forced me out into his van. Blindfolding me, he slipped a needle into my vein and everything after that was blurry.

When I woke up just now, I found that I’m suspended from the ceiling. My body is sore, and I can feel the lacerations all down my back from where the whip has kissed me most sadistically. I must have been enjoying it though, because there’s a sloppy wet mess between my fucking legs. Now I remember. It was a group of them, and they gangbanged me to high hell.

My ass is so sore from being overstretched again and again, and my throat is so raw from getting cocks slammed down it that I can barely speak, or cry for help. I hear footsteps in the hallway now, and I’ll be honest my pussy is dripping in anticipation of exactly what they’re going to do to me next.

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