I’m finger fucking my sloppy, gangbang phone sex slut hole right now. It’s all worn out, gaped and packed with jizz. So is my filthy asshole. I’m soaked in sweat, piss and jizz from being used as a cum rag and then being used as a toilet for an entire party. I can’t say that I didn’t beg for this treatment. I knew what kind of mood my owner was in when he snatched me up and demanded that I get down on my knees and blow him. I looked him in the eyes and told him “make me”. That was a mistake but one that I don’t regret. In fact, the only way my whore pussy even gets wet anymore is when I’m being abused, humiliated and degraded. He slapped me across the face so hard that I fell to the ground with a big, red hand print raising up on my cheek. My plan was working but I had to play the part of the submissive obeying her master. He pulled me up to my knees while reprimanding me and slid his hand down to my soaked cunt. He shoved a few of his fingers inside of my soaked hole and got even more aggressive when he discovered how wet I was. He slapped me again and then told me that after he fucked my mouth and made me swallow his cum, he was going to tie me up and let all of his friends run through my pussy, asshole and mouth. That’s how I ended up so swollen and raw that I can’t even close my legs but as usual, I have no regrets.
Category: Bondage whore
Bondage Babe a bikers dirty dream
As I stand in the dingy backroom of a biker bar, my heart races with anticipation. The leather-clad men surround me, their eyes full of lust and malice. I know what’s coming next, and I can’t help but crave it more.
One of them steps forward, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my head back. He spits in my face, making sure I understand who’s in control here. His hands roam over my body, teasing and taunting as he pulls at my restraints. The more he torments me, the wetter my cunt gets. I’m his to use however he pleases, and I’m eager for it. When he finally enters me, it’s rough and hard, pushing me against the wall with force.
I moan loudly, feeling every inch of him inside me as he takes what he wants without any regard for my wellbeing. My mind goes blank except for the overwhelming sensation of being owned and used for his pleasure. Blood rushes to my face as the pain becomes unbearable, but I welcome it. This is what I live for – the dark side of pleasure that consumes me whole. As I’m left bruised and battered on the dirty floor, I can’t help but crave another round of punishment turned pleasure.
So come on, kinky fucks, let’s take this to the next level. Let’s see how far we can push each other into the depths of depravity.
As a Submissive sex kitten, a good warm up is always a pleasure to have till Daddy wants to exact the pain
Had this one Daddy come my way for some submissive sex from the fuck kitten herself. He know this pussy would purr for him the way he loves it. Make it salivate that the chance to get a taste of that Master cock’s cum load.
However, he had that stipulation that I couldn’t cum till he did. So off to work I went on making those beautiful slurping sounds on his man meat, hungry for a morsel. Feeling it just grow and expand in my flesh light of a mouth while I could feel a bit of the pre cum load he was about to burst ooze a bit.
That’s when he really started to play with my cunt. Positioning me so he could see the fuck hole just right as he toyed with my clit. He loved watching my twat wink at him.
And just as a conductor of an orchestra, he waved his fingers in and out of my pussy. Orchestrating a masterpiece out of me because all I could do is whimper, beg, and moan. As I know if I came without his permission, I wouldn’t be allowed to for weeks…
The more he finger fucked me, the more of his cock I would swallow. Letting it slide down my throat and gag me. Just really wetting the man’s crotch with slobber and spit.
It was when he finally blew, that shattering orgasm ripped through his body. Feeling his cock grow even more and explode into my mouth as I licked all of it up. His fingers now feverishly pounding into me to feel my cunt clench.
With a drenched hand, he put them to my lips to clean off.
Cause that was just round one…
Submissive Whore Jacqueline Goes Back To Her Roots
I love being submissive whore
and trained to please a man. It’s like my ultimate fantasy come true. The feeling of having someone take control over me, telling me what to do, and using me for their pleasure is incredibly arousing. I crave the power exchange that comes with submission – it makes me feel both vulnerable and desired at the same time.
When it comes to bondage, I am absolutely obsessed with it! There’s something about being restrained that heightens all my senses and intensifies the experience for both parties involved. The idea of being tied up or bound in any way excites me beyond belief; whether it’s simple wrist cuffs or an elaborate spread-eagle setup, I just can’t get enough of feeling completely helpless under his control.
The thought of him tying knots around my body parts also turns me on immensely – knowing he has complete mastery over them sends shivers down my spine. And when he uses ropes or chains as part of our playtime… oh boy! That visual alone gets me wet every single time! Not only does bondage make things more interesting from a physical standpoint but also psychologically; once restrained, there’s no escape from his touch or commands which adds another layer of excitement (and fear) into our encounters.
Being trained specifically for his pleasure means learning how best to serve him through these acts – understanding exactly what he likes in terms of pressure points during impact play or how tightly he prefers certain restraints can be quite empowering too because not only am I submitting myself completely but also proving my worth as an obedient and skilled submissive. It’s a thrilling journey full of discovery and anticipation as we explore each other’s desires together while pushing boundaries safely within our limits.




















