Bondage whore Breanne always gets into trouble. I just can’t help it. All I crave is for a man to dominate me and put me in my place. It’s funny even when I am not looking for it, it just happens. Like the other day, this guy approached me and he was really sweet at first. He asked if I wanted to grab lunch somewhere, he had his car right out front and it was a classic so I couldn’t say no even if I wanted to. He told me he would take me to the fancy Italian place around the corner but we passed it. He just kept driving without saying a word. The whole mood in the car changed. I knew to stay quiet, I have been in plenty of these situations before and the last thing to do would be asking questions. As he drove he unzipped his pants and forced me to give him road head. He fucked my throat so hard I thought I was going to vomit all over him. He pulled over to some secluded woods and when we got out of the car he wrapped a thick rope around my neck. He led me to a clearing in the woods, he smiled and pulled out a knife. He cut off all of my clothing. I am so scared at this point but I know it’s what I deserve, I am a sub whore and he can take it out on me all he wants. He hogtied me so tight and fucked my mouth so hard I thought he was going to break my neck. He shoved a large stick into my pussy, it hurt so much I had to scream. That got him really mad, so he punished me by shoving his cock deep in my ass, no spit to lube it. He pushed my face in the dirt. “Eat the dirt you stupid slut!” I did what I was ordered, I felt so humiliated. I really thought he was going to kill me but when he blew his load deep in my ass I knew I had done a good job. He even said if I screamed more I probably would have been a dead submissive whore.