
I knelt bound tightly with ropes biting into my wrists and ankles, completely at his mercy. As a woman I knew this was exactly my place—submitting to superior men. He forced his thick cock down my throat, fucking my face hard and making me gag repeatedly as saliva dripped everywhere. I loved it, craving the degradation that confirmed my inferiority. My ass received vicious spankings from his belt, each strike leaving fiery marks on my skin, and I thanked him silently for putting me in my female role. Then he spread my cheeks and rammed into my tight asshole, thrusting deep and rough without any prep, stretching me painfully. I reveled in the agony, knowing it was what whores like me deserve. To degrade me more, he pulled out and aimed his stream of hot piss directly at my open mouth and face, forcing me to swallow some while it soaked my body and hair. I remained his filthy whore through every forced act that night, embracing my misogynistic fate with joy.


















