I remember when my son realized that I was nothing more than a submissive whore, rope slut and that my only purpose was to please his father’s cock. He grew up watching his dad order me around and then brutally punish me when I didn’t follow his commands. I tried to spare my son from watching his Daddy tie me up, degrade me and force fuck me. It’s not like I could stop any of it. As soon as he would grab me and start to tighten the rope around my wrists or ankles, my cunt would instantly get wet and I would lose all control. Feeling the stinging and burning of the rope pinching into my skin would make my pussy tingle like crazy. All I could focus on was counting down the seconds until he was shoving his hard dick into me and filling me with hot cum. I became addicted to being his bondage bitch and being used as his cum slave so much that when he left, I had no choice but to let my son become the man of the house and take over his Dad’s place of owning his worthless, slut mommy! My son isn’t here tonight and Mommy Jess needs to be put in her place so, what are you waiting for?
Category: BDSM chat
Dad Uses BDSM to Dominate Daughter
I like hardcore fucking in soft, fluffy handcuffs. I don’t care what is done to me as long as I have those handcuffs on me. The first person who fucked me like this was my father. He was a kinky motherfucker who loved to make me his bitch. Since I was a teen, he got me hooked on BDSM and worshiping him as my Master. He fucked me into submission every night, putting me in these fluffy, pink handcuffs that he got from the sex store. He whipped me, choked me and even tried to waterboard me with his piss. It got to the point that he could control me at any time. I didn’t even try to tell my Mom about what we were doing (not that she would be able to believe her daughter could be such a nasty whore). When he wanted me, he could get me with the snap of his finger, putting me in those pink handcuffs that I always loved.
Jealous subby sluts
What’s better than one subby slut? Two two subby sluts of course. Let me show you what makes me your slave inevitably. Whenever you have a group of girls or one other girl it doesn’t matter just another female around my inner Instinct of being territorial emits. It’s so hard for me to keep a chill mood. At first I am threatened and I need you to have the BDSM chat where you berate me and tell me that I don’t have any Authority. In my mind I like to think that I’m your number one but in reality you will never give me that satisfaction. So I have to learn how to play nice and get comfortable with other girls. Whatever you want you always claim. When I had Clara around she told me that I would be eating her cunt and submitting to her. In some ways I couldnt stop myself from being so wet by being dominated by a subby slut. Clearly it was a battle of the babes and you enjoyed the show.
pain slut
I know the rules and can’t even go with any guy. My master doesn’t allow me to date anyone or sleep with anyone he disapproves of, and of course, he would never dare to let me do things out of his control. After my semester, I noticed someone who wanted to hang out with me. We started a friendship, and he eventually tried to take me out on dates, but I knew I had to hide my relationship from my master. Bad idea that the sunflower field spot we would meet up became the environment of quite a beating. Bdsm chat was one thing, but now he was going to take me and use me and torture me for fucking another guy. I had to strip my clothes off after he blindfolded me. There in the sunflower field, he made me his punching bag. After fucking me to almost death, he made sure I never did it again,