“Fuck, Donatella,” Bruce said, looking around the room, “you have bondage and submission shit everywhere”
“Oh yeah, baby, I love a little bondage,” “You into that kind of thing?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, walking over to him and running my hand down his chest. “Wanna play with me?”
Before I knew it, he had me pinned up against the wall, his hand wrapped around my throat. “You better be careful what you wish for, Donatella,” he growled, his breath hot on my face. “Oh, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a whisper. I could feel my pussy getting wet just from the thought of what he might do to me. He reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the ground. He traced his fingers over my lacy bra, teasing my nipples until they were hard. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he said, his voice low and husky.
I reached down and grabbed his cock “And you’re huge,” He howled and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. “You want me to fuck you, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I do,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. “Beg for it,” he growled, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Please, Bruce,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. “Please fuck me. I need it.”
He reached into the nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “I’ll give you what you want, Donatella, but you’re going to have to earn it.” He strapped my wrists to the headboard, leaving me helpless and at his mercy. He stood up and started undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest.
Naked, he climbed back onto the bed, his cock hard and ready. “You ready for me, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer to him. He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, teasing me until I was moaning and writhing underneath him. “Please, Bruce,” I begged, my voice coming out in a whimper. “Please fuck me.” He pushed inside me, filling me up completely. I moaned as he started to move, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he went.
“Fuck, Donatella, you feel amazing,” “Fuck me harder then,” I said He reached down and grabbed my nipples, pinching and twisting them until I was moaning even louder. He leaned down and bit my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin as he fucked me harder and harder. “Fuck, I’m close,” I moaned. “Then fucking cummmmm for me, Donatella.
I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. He fucked me faster, his thrusts getting harder and harder.
He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot on my neck. “Now lets get to work” he says as he smacks my ass.
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Bondage Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Your Submissive Lover
I love being your bondage whore. The feeling of the ropes tightening around my body, restricting my movements and making me completely vulnerable to your every command is exhilarating. As you tie me up with precision and care, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and submission wash over me. The way you secure each knot, testing their strength before moving on to the next one, makes me shiver with excitement.
When you finally gag me with the ball gag, it muffles my cries of pleasure as you take control even more deeply. It’s not just about silencing me; it’s about owning every aspect of this experience together. And when those first sensations start to build between my legs – that ache for release that only comes from being so thoroughly dominated – there’s no denying how much I crave this lifestyle we share.
As we dive deeper into our BDSM fun, knowing that these moments are just for us and no one else will ever know what happens behind closed doors…well let’s just say it fuels an intense fire inside both of us. Your dominant presence combined with your skilled touches make me feel like yours entirely; owned by someone who truly understands what brings out the best (and worst) in me sexually speaking!
The way you tease me with your fingers or toys while I’m bound and gagged drives me wild. Every nerve ending in my body seems heightened under your control, begging for more as you explore every inch of my body. And when we finally reach climax together – whether it be through orgasm denial or intense stimulation – there’s nothing quite like the release that comes from giving yourself so completely over to someone else’s desires.
Being your bondage whore isn’t just about physical pleasure; it’s also about trust and communication. You make sure I am comfortable but also push me beyond my limits at times because you know what I truly want deep down inside even if I can’t express it verbally with the ball gag in place. It creates an intimacy unlike any other where we connect on a level beyond words or actions alone.
In short, being tied up and ready for whatever adventure awaits us is one of my favorite things in life because it allows us to dive headfirst into our shared fantasies without judgment or hesitation…and let me tell you – those fantasies are pretty damn hot!
Rosalie’s Bondage Weekend
Hey, Fucktoy lovers ! You won’t believe what I’ve got in store for you—a weekend of pure, unadulterated bondage bliss.
Ive always been a bad, bad girl, and someone needs to teach me a lesson. My master is just the kinky partner, with a sinister grin and a bunch of toys. As i’m tied to the bed, helpless as my master brings out the big guns. Vibrator wands, shock collars—the works. The fun’s about to begin. The first zap had me writhing, my screams echoing in the bedroom. But he’s relentless, bringing pain and pleasure to new heights. My nipples are tortured, shocked until they’re raw. But I’m a trooper, riding the pain wave like a pro.
The vibrator’s next, buzzing against my clit until I’m soaking wet. My legs are spread wide, leaving me vulnerable to the next attack. The torture continues, and my juices drip onto the bed. The smell of sex fills the room, and my mind’s clouded with pleasure. Then, finally, the pounding begins. Master shows no mercy, ramming my swollen Cunt until it’s red,puffy and pouring with cum. My mind explodes in ecstasy, my body becoming a volcano of pleasure. Cum drips down my legs, mixing with my juices—a sticky mess. My Master is a beast, showing no signs of slowing down. Stroke after stroke, I’m pushed to new boundaries. Left a mess, but the weekend’s not over. There’s more torture in store, and I’m ready for round two.
Extreme bondage, baby! I’ve found my torture heaven.
Stay extreme and dirty, you perverts!
Gangbang phone sex chronicles with Vanessa
The cocks were just lined up for this pussy during our gangbang phone sex session. And they were big and throbbing for this pussy as we were gearing it up to be used and abused. Planned a bukake of jizz for later too.
I get fucked on a constant basis mind you, so this one had to be special. Three gorgeous cocks erect and waiting for me. So my instinct is to always have at least two of them in my hand at one time while the other one is abusing one of my wholes. Ass, pussy, I don’t care.
The game for them it to see how wet they can keep their fuck holes. Which after a while is pretty easy considering it’s full of jizz they deposited into them. Makes for a good lube when in a pinch.
And lets not forget them having me kneeling in front of them for their final time of cumming, and taking it to the face. And keeping my mouth open for them to fill up the bird feeder with their seed.
Submissive Slut Jacqueline Loves Getting Down On Masters Cocks
“You are such a sexy submissive slut,” I whisper in your ear as my hand traces along the line of your jaw again, this time more forcefully than before. “I love how eager you are for what’s coming next.” My other hand finds its way down between our bodies where we both long for contact; fingers brushing against sensitive skin until finally reaching their target – softly rubbing against it through fabric just enough tease without giving too much away yet…
The sound of zippers being lowered echoes through the room followed by skirts hiking up revealing black lace panties hiding nothing beneath them…goddamn they make quite an entrance don’t they? The smell of arousal fills nostrils making breathing heavier still as hands roam freely now across smooth thighs leading towards
the apex of your thighs where I tease and torment with fingers dipping inside those lacy edges ever so slightly before pulling back out again leaving you wanting more…always more!
“You’re such a dirty little slut,” I growl into your ear as my hips grind against yours, feeling how hard you already are beneath our clothes. “I bet you beg for it every night when no one else is around.” My free hand reaches down to stroke myself through my panties in response to the growing need between us – both eagerly anticipating what comes next while also savoring this moment together right now.
Without warning, there’s a sharp tug on your restraints binding wrists behind back causing slight discomfort but not enough pain; just enough reminder who truly holds all power here tonight – me! And then another pull even harder until they release completely sending shockwaves throughout body forcing moans from deep within core signaling approval rather than distress which only serves fuel further fire burning bright within both our bellies demanding satisfaction soonest possible way!!!