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Bondage Whore Jacqueline Gives It All To Her Master

Bondage whoreBondage whore is what I identify as. And I love it! As I stand before you, bound and gagged, my heart races with anticipation. The ropes that bind me are tight against my skin, digging into my flesh as they hold me in place. My body is covered head to toe in black latex, leaving nothing to the imagination. Fishnet stockings cover my legs, adding a delicate yet provocative touch to the ensemble.

You approach me from behind, your hard cock already pressing against the seam of my panties. Without warning, you tear through the fabric like it’s nothing and thrust yourself deep inside me. I let out a muffled moan around the ball gag in my mouth as you begin to pound away at my tight little hole.

The sensation of being taken so roughly from behind is both exhilarating and terrifying all at once. Every time you pull out only to slam back in again, it feels like I’m being split apart at the seams. But despite myself, I can’t help but arch my back towards you in search of more pleasure… or maybe just relief from this intense sensation coursing through every fiber of my being right now?

As our rhythm picks up pace and intensity increases tenfold ,I feel myself getting closer…closer still until finally -with one powerful thrust-you send me over edge into an orgasmic release unlike any other before it .My body shudders uncontrollably under yours while hot sticky cum fills every crevice within reach.

As the waves of pleasure wash over me, I can feel your cock throbbing inside my pussy as you reach your own climax. The feeling is indescribable – being completely at your mercy like this…it’s both exhilarating and humiliating all at once. But somehow it feels right too; almost natural in this twisted sort of way that we share together now .

As our passion subsides ,you slowly withdraw from deep within me leaving behind a trail of stickiness between us .You untie some ropes but keep others tightly bound around wrists & ankles so i remain restrained for later use if needed.. You lean down close to whisper into ear “That was just round one sweetheart” before walking away with smirk on face knowing full well what he has planned next for his captive audience member who cannot resist him no matter how hard she tries

Erotic BDSM Stories Donatella Lets You Take the Lead Tonight

Erotic BDSM StoriesTonight, I’m all yours, completely at your mercy. The silk of my lingerie clings to my curves, teasing every inch of my body, while I kneel at your feet, waiting for your command. My pulse races just thinking about how good it feels to surrender, to give you full control, and I shiver with anticipation under your gaze.

I’ve read so many Erotic BDSM Stories, but nothing compares to the thrill of feeling your hands on me, guiding me, testing me. You’ll discover exactly how obedient I can be, how desperate I am to please you, and how far I’ll go to earn your approval. Every whisper, every flick of the wrist, every gentle tug of the restraints excites me beyond words. I’m trembling just imagining your eyes tracing the lines of my body as I follow your instructions without hesitation.

My hands rest softly in my lap, but I’m ready to obey instantly. If you tell me to crawl, I’ll crawl. If you tell me to kneel, I’ll sink to the floor, eager for your touch. There’s nothing I crave more than the sound of your voice telling me what to do, the authority in your tone making me melt with every order. I live to serve, to submit, and tonight, I’m offering myself completely, no holds barred.

You’ll love the way I respond to the smallest gestures, how I arch my back to entice you, how I let out soft, eager moans when you give me attention. I want to feel your power and strength, your hands exploring me as I surrender willingly. Every inch of me is ready for your pleasure, and I’ll do everything I can to ensure you’re satisfied. The anticipation is almost unbearable, my body trembling with excitement at the thought of being commanded by someone as dominant and handsome as you.

I’m dressed for you, but it’s not just my lingerie that’s yours… it’s my mind, my body, my devotion. I ache to be tested, to be pushed to my limits, to feel the delicious sting of discipline mingled with pleasure. Your satisfaction is my obsession, and I’ll eagerly comply with every order, every whim, every desire.

Tonight, you take the lead, and I am your willing, submissive muse. I exist to obey, to entice, and to surrender. Let your imagination run wild… I’m ready for anything, eager to prove how much I adore being under your control. Every shiver, every gasp, every whispered “Yes, Master” is proof that I am yours entirely, and tonight, I’ll show you just how intoxicating my submission can be. 

 

Submissive slut mommy Jessica

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Jessica the submissive slut is back with another kinky and nasty story about being owned.

I came home from a long night and was cornered by my son again.

He saw the way I looked with my hair all tangled and sticky with cum.

My clothes were torn and had spots of jizz dried to them.

No matter how many times we do this, he knows that I can’t help myself.

I always end up going out and letting multiple men destroy my fuck holes.

He’s punished me for it so many times but every weekend I end up in the same torn up, worn out position.

This time he wasn’t as patient as the times before.

He slapped me across the face and called me a worthless cum dump slut.

Telling me how disgusting I was wasn’t enough.

I was forced to open my mouth so that he could shove his dick down my throat.

If you guessed that he fucked my face, you would be wrong.

He let loose and filled my mouth with his hot, yellow piss.

Swallowing what I could, I let the rest spill down my chin and drip down my body.

This enraged my son.

He slapped me even harder and told me what a nasty bitch I am.

After that, he forced me to put my lips to the floor and drink up the spilled piss puddle.

While I was trying to slurp up as much of it as I could, he was behind me drilling his hard dick into my whore asshole.

I didn’t dare fight him off or resist.

My holes were already wallowed out and oozing with the cum from so many other men.

Are you ready to use me as a submissive fuck toy too, since that’s all I’m good for?

 

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Donatella Raw Late Night Talk

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I’m sitting on my master’s couch, deep in his mansion, legs relaxed, letting his attention settle on me. My voice stays low and real as we talk, and Extreme Fetish Phone Sex slips between us without needing a name. He’s close, focused on me in that way that feels consuming, hands warm as they rest on my thighs. I let him kiss my lips slowly, not rushed, just enough to make him linger. He’s obsessed, and I feel it in the way his touch pauses, like he’s savoring the moment.

I don’t rush or perform; I sit there confident, letting my presence do what it does. He’s drawn to me, to my skin, my tone, the way I hold myself when I know I’m wanted. I love how he enjoys me in the privacy of his home, making me feel like I’m on top of the world.  His fingers move along my thighs again, slow and deliberate, like he doesn’t want the feeling to end. I lean in, kissing him back, keeping everything grounded, steady, and unforced. He reacts to my calm confidence, to the way I let his fascination exist without feeding it chaos.

I talk softly, close to him, letting words mix with breath and silence. Nothing is forced here, no hype, just two sex addicts choosing a moment and staying in it. The chandelier fades into the background while his attention stays locked on me. I let him feel how desired he is too, because control and devotion move both ways. My voice remains steady, affectionate, never exaggerated, never distant. He listens like every word matters, like I’m something he doesn’t want to lose. I stay right there on the couch in my sexy lingerie, letting closeness build without pushing it anywhere.

The energy settles into something thick and intimate, but still calm and controlled. I remind him through tone alone that this fascination is welcome and held safely as I push his head towards my wet cunt as he forcefully opens up my legs to devour me nonstop. He exhales, hands resting, eyes fixed on me like he’s exactly where he wants to be. I stay present, letting the moment stretch naturally instead of racing it. Nothing feels staged, nothing feels rushed, just chosen.

When I finally shift, it’s slow, intentional, leaving him aware of my absence before it happens. That’s the kind of impression I leave, quiet but heavy. He stays there thinking about me, about my voice, my skin, my composure. I know exactly how that feels, and I let it sit with him. The atmosphere is built on lust, desire, and intention, nothing more and nothing less. I remain calm, confident, and fully myself, which is what keeps him wanting me even more. The memory lingers quietly, waiting to be returned to whenever the urge rises again. Until then, I stay unforgettable, composed, desired, and undeniably present in his thoughts long after the room settles.

Bondage and Submission Makes Cunts Tingle

Bondage and submission  Bondage and submission is something I fell in love with when I was with my ex-boyfriend. He was the one who introduced me to it, and from the very first time he tied me up, I knew that’s what I wanted – to be his submissive slut forever.

He had this dominant side that just took control of everything around him, including me. The way he would look at me with those piercing eyes made my heart race and my pussy wet. He knew exactly how to push my buttons and make me crave for more of his dominance.

Once Upon a Time

The first time he restrained me, it felt like an electric current running through my body. Every fiber of my being screamed for release as he bound me tighter and tighter with leather straps and ropes. But at the same time, there was a part of me that loved being helpless under his control. It turned me on beyond belief knowing that all decisions were taken away from me; all I could do was submit myself completely to him – both physically and emotionally.

As he started beating on different parts of my body – especially where it hurt most – a strange sense of pleasure overtook any pain or discomfort I might have felt initially . His rough hands against soft skin sent shivers down spine while moans escaped lips uncontrollably . Each slap echoed through room , reverberating off walls like thunderous applause . And every time hot tears streamed down cheeks , they only served remind us how deeply entwined our souls truly were .

Being submissive for him wasn’t just about sexually; it was about giving myself completely over to him – mind, body and soul. It made me feel wanted, desired and needed in a way that no other relationship ever had before. He owned every part of me – my heart ,my mind ,and especially my holes .

Balls game pussy, which one will rip me first?

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I went to the basketball game to watch my favorite team. Wearing my cutie dress with my long hair flowing, I could feel the amazing energy from the crowd, looking around staring at all the hot men. I’m not like other girls though. I like it raw and rough. To get torn and ravaged, I don’t wanna cum over for drinks and casual conversation baby. I like to get fucked up in multiple ways. Drugs, drunk, brutally beaten, I’m always down for that pound.

You spotted me in the front. Waving my pom poms and dancing to every song. You casually moved closer without me noticing, slipping your way behind me. Smelling my hair, sweat and watching my ass cheeks popping for outa my skirt. My satin pink panties turned you into a god damn beast.

Bondage and submission, you grabbed me like a bitch. 

You took me by surprise, grabbing by my bra and leading me away. “Who the fuck are you?” “I’m your worst nightmare” you tell me. My tight tootsie started gaping with desire. There’s never a break when it comes to my love for evil fucks coming my way.

You dragged me down a cold empty hall. With no one around I knew shit was about to get down. With one hand on my neck and the other on my the back of my panties, you pulled them hard up my ass, choking me at the same time. “Keep pulling asshole” I tell you. And with evil surprise in your dead eyes you shoved your meat stick up my ass.

You ripped me apart and left me glistening with golden showers….

While looking around, watching your disgusting back your danger dangling dick still went in my cooter for that winning point. i screaming, creaming and moaning at the same time. With no one to help me while this wild stranger with so much fucking anger takes his rape fantasies out on me

The final bell blew just as you fill my bunghole with spooge. I was so fucking turned on. Hot danger stranger just fulfilled me with pain and pleasure at the same time. His satisfaction ran through me. My whole body tingling, numb…..I was craving more until I felt something warm.

“Nasty whore deserves to get pissed on”.  As I stood their covered with bloody cum, he turned me around and look at me straight in the face. With his low hanging empty balls he pissed all over me from the face down, filling my mouth and drenching my hair. A dream cum true…..I hope you can do this to me too…..

Cum slut phone sex sub Jessica is all yours

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My name is Jessica and I’m a kinky cum slut phone sex whore.

I’m ready to be bound, gagged and punished like I deserve.

Take control and teach me a lesson for being such a naughty slut.

Put me in the place I deserve which is on my knees, crying out in pain.

Keep me there trembling, whimpering and begging for more.

Please sir, don’t bring your leather flogger again.

Just bring your thick leather belt and your hard throbbing cock.

I understand that I need to be abused and used like a fuck toy.

I’ll be your naughty little servant and please you in every way possible.

Don’t wait too much longer to come use me.

I’m already on the cusp of orgasm just thinking about getting dominated by that big daddy dick!

Your whore is face down, ass up and ready to be taken by you.

My pussy is dripping but I can’t even touch it because I’m all tied up.

Please Daddy, cum use your newest fuck toy!

I don’t know how much longer I can be tied up like this without a hard cock pummeling my holes.

A whore like me was born to be used by a dom like you!

Look at this sexy ass and pretty cunnie just waiting to be claimed.

Don’t you want to own them?

I’m all spread open, wet and ready for you.

I’m your owned slut, so my body and holes belong to you.

As your slave, I will serve and please you in any and every way you desire.

Cum ram this filthy whore pussy and teach me why a slut should respect her dom!

 Being your fuck toy, servant slut is my entire purpose and what I live for.

You’ll never meet another whore more willing to worship her master than I am.

Tell me how I can please and serve you.

 

Bondage whore Jessica is tied up and ready to be used!

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What good is a bondage whore if she’s not tied up and ready to be fucked?

My filthy cunt was already worn out and packed full of sticky cum shots by the time my son came home and tied me up.

I tried to avoid running into him.

When I got home, I went straight for the shower.

He sensed that I was up to something, followed up upstairs and cornered me in the bathroom.

Before I even had time to say anything he reached under my skirt and grabbed my cunt.

His fingers sunk into my gaped, worn out and cum filled pussy.

I could tell that he knew where I had been and what I had been doing.

The look on his face showed both excitement and disapproval.

I knew that I would be punished for giving up my cunt without his permission.

At the time, I was caught up in a moment, horny as fuck and couldn’t resist.

Now, I was face to face with my Master with no choice but to accept the consequences.

He ordered me to squat down and spread my legs.

Doing so allowed him to see just how gaped and ruined my cunt was.

A big gush of cum started rolling out of my destroyed pussy right in front of him.

My whole head turned when he slapped me across the face as hard as he could.

I was called every degrading thing you can think of.

He spent the entire afternoon, slapping me, spanking me and spitting in my face.

I was even forced to kneel with my mouth open so that I could be used as his toilet.

When it came time for him to leave, he dropped me off at a trap house down town.

I was stripped naked and tied up with my thighs spread apart to hold my pussy open.

Being tied up and left for the free use of any and everyone was the last step of my punishment and the most brutal.

Sub slut Jessica will tell you all about it when you call…

Submissive Sex Chat with Donatella Craving Controlled Desire

Submissive Sex ChatThe moment I hear his voice, my body melts before my mind even registers it. Submissive Sex Chat with him isn’t just words; it’s a current that pulls me under, leaving me shaking with anticipation. I feel my heartbeat spike as he reminds me to kneel, to focus, to listen, every instruction laced with control and promise. “Good girl,” he whispers, and it’s enough to make my knees wobble with longing.

I obey instantly, every movement precise because I want him to see that I crave his dominance. He guides me slowly, firmly touching my big titties, deliberately while slowly fingering my wet yummy pussy, telling me how to place my hands, how to arch my back, and how to respond. His voice is firm but teasing, each command dripping with desire, and I feel myself heating under the weight of his attention. “Touch yourself for me,” he orders, and I shiver at the permission, the command, the need to please him perfectly.

Soft whispers and sharp instructions mix together, creating a rhythm I can’t escape. I love the way he notices every shiver, every breath I take, every tiny twitch of need. His control makes me desperate, stretching my limits in ways I didn’t know I wanted. I moan softly, careful to match the pace he sets, to stay within the boundaries he draws. Every correction from him is electric, reminding me exactly who is in charge and why I crave it so deeply.

“Eyes on me,” he says, and I obey instantly, feeling the tug of power in my chest. My entire being narrows into focus on him alone. Each command, each teasing order, heightens my craving, makes me ache with anticipation, makes me tremble with submission. I feel exposed and cherished all at once, every nerve alert, every sense alive, tuned only to his voice, his pleasure, his approval.

By the time he finally lets me relax, my body is trembling, flushed, and humming with satisfaction. I crave more, even as I catch my breath, even as I feel the burn of obedience lingering through my muscles. He has guided me exactly where he wanted, controlling every pulse of desire, shaping every moment of pleasure. I am his, fully surrendered, completely addicted to the thrill of being molded by him. The intensity of his dominance leaves me dizzy and weak, and I would follow every command forever, if he only asked.

Getting tagged teamed at the ball game

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I love going to ball games. Watching all those hot men running the basketball court scoring points at every shot. Much like when your deep down in my pussy unloading you massive spunk. I was so excited, wearing my favorite jersey. Cute tight and short basketball shorts with my knee high socks. My long blond hair looking perfect, ready to take on anything if given the god damn chance.

I love me bad boys especially the one that throw balls. I know they can toss my tiny tootsie the same way. I love getting used, abused and violated for my cute tight cuntie and little body. I don’t like the good boys, I prefer the bad. As the game went on I moved closer to the locker room, following the smell of sweat, making my moist pussy extremely wet. I followed the bad boys, ready, doing anything I could to get rammed. And if their losing the game, what better way to take it out on me.

Bondage, tied down and abused. I’ll take the pain with the pleasure…

I snuck myself into that steamy locker room and waited for the perfect moment to pop out. Stalking all the juicy sweaty cock walking in and out. “Hey your not supposed to be here honey”, one naked hot player yells, standing tall with a meaty muscle mass over 13 inches dripping wet from the showers. I instantly wanted to wrap myself around that shaft until he grabbed me and tied me to the shower. “Your gonna have to pay for this nasty trespassing cunt”.

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Gangbang bitch, the more cock the tastier!

He rips my top of clamping his mouth to my tits as he rips my shorts off. Water running down me, drenching my whole body. Shoving his girthy fat dick deep inside me, more men cum pouring in. I lost count, all I could see were my insides getting torn out. Bloody cum drops filling me up. Dripping down my legs and down to the wet shower floor. I fucked the whole team. One by one as they played their game. Giving them a chance to unload before they run out and score some more points. I’ll fucking do anything and everything to be a slave for the trade. Gentle scares me more than danger.

I fucked the whole god damn team. Each player came and took their filthy rage out on me while I hang there so vulnerable yet turned the hell on. My tight muffy ripped apart, nuJerking and swirling as every damn hole was full. Busting nuts bringing in a big win for the team!