I live to serve him. He is my long dick master and I beg to please him every moment that I am not being used for his pleasure. I love being his show toy for his friends. The way he makes me fuck any and all of them for him at a moment’s notice. I love that look on his face when my eyes are tearing up from him plowing my tonsils with his cock, like he could care less about my pain. It reminds me of my duties as his servant mommy and I love it. He is so young forceful and energetic that I long for his pain when he isn’t here. I may just make him mad tonight so that he will slap me with his cock and piss on me. He will then probably call over some huge cock guys to ass fuck me as punishment. Even when I am a bad little mommy slut my master treats me so well and that is why I live to serve him.
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Extreme Bondage Won The Hand
The night started like any other poker night with me serving him and his friends. I made sure the food was always hot and available and that no drink went dry. I emptied the ash trays and dared not gag on the thick smoke that stunk like cigars do. I kept my eyes lowered and not once did I flinch or squeal when I was smacked, pinched, poked or slapped. I watched silently as the new guy to the table, a doctor with lots of money, gingerly sipped his drinks while everyone else gulped theirs down. He methodically lured them into his web increasing the bets and leading them on. I watched as my man got deeper in debt and my pussy was getting wetter by the minute. I know when he looses all his money I am the thing he offers up. The doctor was hot as hell and had lots of money. It wasn’t long before I was the offering and the doctor was playing his hand. He won and told me to get dressed, I was his for the night. With my panties full of wetness I followed him out of the house and into his car. I didn’t say a word the entire ride. When he pulled up to his office I was a bit confused but I followed him obediently. What happened next was both exciting and maddening at the same time. I have never been with someone that had an extreme titty torture fetish. He would return me as damaged merchandise and Master would take his anger out on me not him. I knew it was going to be along 24 hours for me and I would be sore for at least a week.
Submissive whore Naomi
You can find submissive whores anywhere now a days. But finding a good submissive slut like me is hard to find. Twitter is one of the places you could have found me. Googling Submissive whores brings you to me as well. Search and you will find me. I have more to offer than most. I want to please you and make you happy. Anything you want to do to me is welcomed.
I have no limits. No taboos and no Safe words. Anything you say I will do. I will jump as high as you want me to. I will suck your cock, your balls and your ass hole. I want you to take your anger out on me. Tie me up, make me your submissive fuck toy. All I want is for you to be happy. Making you happy is my goal in life. I know my place as a woman and as a whore. You fuck me when you want and you can treat me like trash when you need to. Please take me and make me yours.
Just Like the First Time
Its the first time I have seen your face since you kidnapped me that night. My original clothes are back on me, even though I know you have already played out rape phone sex fantasies with me several times when I was blindfolded. Is it because you made me cum that you trust me enough to see you now? I let you see that dark part of me that liked being taken against my will? Or do you have darker more evil plans for me so it just doesn’t matter if I see you or not?
The thought sends chills through me as you grab my tit hard. This is exactly how it went the first time you took my body, except I was blindfolded. I was in the same position, same clothes, and I could even taste and feel that I had lipstick and makeup on. You had dressed me back up to take me all over again. But this time you wanted me to be able to see it. I watched in silence as your hands groped every part of my body. My nipples got pinched and you ran your fingers between my legs and up inside me.
I couldn’t help but be turned on. All the fear from that first night, feeling totally blind, came rushing back and my heart was pounding. I knew everything you were going to do before you did it. I knew what your cock would look like before I even saw it. I had felt it before. In my mouth and in my cunt and ass. Then there it was, ready to fuck my holes again. You recreated our first time, and while still terrified, at least this time I could see…