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Bondage and Submission Donatella Craves Control Midnight Now

Bondage and SubmissionThe moment I see the ropes, my pulse quickens, and I can’t help but shiver. Everything about being wrapped tight, restrained, and completely at someone else’s mercy makes my skin come alive. This isn’t fear… it’s craving. I want the surrender, the helplessness, the delicious tension in every bind. Bondage and Submission isn’t just a game to me… it’s a need, a rush, a way to feel every inch of myself while giving control away.

I kneel, waiting, my wrists and ankles already aching from anticipation. The rope bites gently, holding me close, reminding me I belong here, that every tiny move must be guided by their hand. My body arches instinctively as the cord presses just right, holding me, shaping me, claiming me. I’m not shy about it… I love the tightness, the way it forces me to focus only on them, only on my obedience.

“Look at you,” a voice yells above me, sharp and commanding. “Every move perfect, every shiver earned.” I tilt my head, biting my lip, knowing I’ve done nothing yet and already they are in control. I follow instructions instantly, small movements guided by whispered commands, my mind sharpening on the edge of pleasure and discipline. Every shift, every motion is met with approval… or correction, and I crave both.

They circle me, hands never touching, just presence commanding. I imagine them adjusting ropes, tightening knots, or guiding my chest and hips to the perfect position. The anticipation makes me moan quietly, a soft sound I can’t help, and I feel the thrill of being watched so intently, controlled so completely. Each command pulls me further, and I obey willingly, eagerly, desperate to please.

I imagine the night stretching on… my body bound, every inch mapped, every gesture scrutinized and guided. My senses heighten, every touch imagined more intense, every whispered order more intoxicating. I am caught between wanting to move and needing to remain still, craving freedom while loving restraint.

And when they finally say, “Rest, now,” I let myself melt into the ropes, utterly spent, utterly satisfied, and utterly devoted. Every tug, every binding, every whispered order confirms it: my body, my mind, my pleasure… they are theirs.

 I crave being choked tightly to where I can barely breathe, with him deeply looking into my soul. I live for this, and at midnight, wrapped and bound, I surrender completely, letting the ropes guide every shiver, every move, every desire…

Submissive Slut Bernice is a Naughty Whore

submissive slutThis submissive slut was naughty this year. And Santa spanked me. But Santa did a lot more than just spank me too. My master summoned me to the BDSM club on Christmas Eve. I knew the club would be open. Holidays appear to be busy days for bars and clubs. He wanted me dressed as a sexy Mrs. Claus. And I do own such an outfit.

When I arrived at the club, Master looked like Santa Claus. And although the club appeared open, the crowd seemed small. He held a private Christmas party. And I would be servicing all these men at the private party. Master started things off. I sat on Santa’s lap. He groped my tits before flipping me over on his lap for some bare bottom spankings which he claimed, I deserved for being a naughty whore.

He then invited all the men in the club, which I counted 32, to do what they wanted to me. And I felt like it might be Christmas hell for me. All the men in the club wanted to spank my bare ass. And I think they all got a few whacks in making my ass bright red. However, if I only endured spanking, I would’ve been OK with it. But their hands turned into belts. And that turned into a gang bang. A Christmas gangbang.

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Master rarely lets other men fuck me. Although he will let men spank me, flog me and tie me up, he usually keeps my fuck holes to himself. But not Christmas Eve. All my fuck holes were up for grabs to the 32 random club members. All younger men with big cocks and no dedicated slaves.

Perhaps, I deserved this rough treatment. Occasionally, I hook up with somebody that master does not know about. These men started gagging me with their cocks. Although I consider myself good at cock worshiping, these guys turned greedy. And they tried to monopolize my mouth, forcing more than a few cocks in my mouth simultaneously. And I ended up puking. One of the guys grabbed my head and pushed my face in the puke, like a dog that pissed the carpet. He forced me to lick it up.

But I survived. Master tried to tell me this was less punishment for his slave and more a reward for his disciples. Try telling that to my ass. I can’t even sit straight. But I do try to be a good whore. And for the New Year, I promised master I would be an even better whore for him and you.

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Golden Showers Phone Sex is how I want to serve Master this new year.

First thing I kneel naked in the bathroom, trembling with need, eyes fixed on your cock. Please, Sir, I beg in my whiniest voice, use me.

Just drench your filthy little slut. This leads  you to smirk, step closer, and grip the base of your thick shaft. Then I open my mouth wide, tongue out, desperate for the first hot stream.

Now you aim right at my face, and it hits—scalding, golden piss splashing across my cheeks, running into my eager mouth. Then, like a good whore, I swallow greedily. Simply moaning like the depraved whore I am, tasting the sharp, salty warmth that marks me as yours.

You shift lower. The stream pounds my tits, soaking my hard nipples, cascading down my belly to my dripping pussy. I spread my legs wider, fingers rubbing my swollen clit frantically.

“More, please,” I whimper. “Piss all over your nasty pet.”

You oblige, directing the powerful flow straight onto my cunt. It stings so perfectly, mixing with my juices as I grind against the pressure.

I cum hard right there on my knees, shaking, squirting messily while your urine floods me.

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Finally, you empty the last drops onto my tongue. I lap them up gratefully, then crawl forward to lick your cock clean, savoring every bitter trace.

“Thank you, Sir,” I gasp, face glistening, body reeking of you. “I’m nothing but your personal piss slut. Please do it again soon—I need it to feel owned.”

Bare bottom spankings leaving my ass all red for holidays

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Bare bottom spankings with handprints and marks all over. That is my favorite. I love begging to get spanked so hard I can’t even sit the next day. Especially when it’s all bruised up by the master’s and his big, strong men’s hands.

He takes my little neck and squeezes it in his hands, knowing I choke so fast in his grip. Begging him, maste, please, but being yanked right to a big hard dick tthat’sready for my fuck holes. Master loves tossing me around with his big dick friends. And I’ll do anything I can to drain every last drop of cum from their throbbing, hard fucking dicks.

It’s so sexy when I am tied up all the way. Unable to run, squirm, or move. My slutty cum bucket body has to stay where it is and take loads of sticky jizz juice. As deep as it can go! I want it to feel it coating the insides of my sloppy, stretched womb. With all the big strong men surrounding me and forcing me to take more than one cock in each hole.

Before I knew it, every hole had been stretched more than I’ve ever seen it. A new personal record! Stretched enough I can hold my holes open for you to cum in.

Erotic Submissive Stories by Donatella Under Total Authority

Erotic Submissive StoriesI kneel at the edge of his leather chair, my knees brushing the polished floor, my eyes locked on him like a predator sizing up her prey. Erotic Submissive Stories always begin with tension like this… thick with desire, heavy with the knowledge that I am utterly his. He purchased me at the auction, claimed me, and now every inch of my body exists to obey.

“Donatella,” he says, his voice low and controlled, each syllable a command, a spark igniting my skin. “Hands behind your back.”

I move without hesitation, slipping my wrists together and letting him inspect, letting him remind me that this is his world, and I am nothing without his approval. My breath hitches as he circles me, touching my soft breast while fingering my wet pussy, with the power radiating from him like heat I can’t escape.

“Open your mouth,” he orders, and I obey instantly remaining on my knees of his cold marble floors, remembering every second that brought me here. Every gaze, every auctioned bid, every whispered fantasy… they all led to this moment. I feel the weight of his authority pressing into my chest, and it only makes me ache harder for his approval.

I trace my tongue along his commands, exploring each word, letting my lips and body reflect my devotion. He loves the way I slowly put my lips on his fat cock and suck him dry until he’s completely empty. Every shift of his hand, every nod, every clipped command sends shivers down my spine. I am pliant. I am eager for his fluids. I am the perfect reflection of his desires.

“Good girl,” he whispers, his praise a whip against my craving. Then proceeds to splatter my face with his cum, while I let it to drip all over my body, soaked and starving. I feel my own heat bloom, my body responding not to my wants but to the structure he imposes. I exist in this space of surrender, my mind focused on one truth: my obedience pleases him, and that is all that matters.

As I kneel, submitting fully, I realize that I have never felt more alive, more awake, more needed and finally satisfied. Every command shapes me, every glance consumes me, and every touch cements my role of obedience. I am his… bought, owned, and reveling in the intoxicating pleasure of living under total authority.

Slave Training with Donatella The Naughty Submissive Beauty

Slave TrainingMy heart races as I kneel on the soft carpet, hands folded neatly in my lap. Every inch of me tingles with anticipation, the air thick with the scent of candles and leather. Tonight, I’m ready to give myself completely.

His voice cuts through the quiet, calm but firm. “You’re going to learn exactly what it means to obey,” he says, guiding me through the rules of Slave Training. I shiver at the word, feeling the thrill of submission pulse through me.

I crawl closer, eyes downcast, knowing that every glance, every little movement, is being watched. He circles me, inspecting my posture, my willingness, and the naughty sparkle in my eyes. My lips part slightly as a soft sigh escapes me when his hand brushes over my back, down to my bare thighs.

“Good girl,” he whispers. “Now, show me how much you desire to serve me you filthy nigger slut.”

I let my obedience become an art. I move with purpose, eager to please, letting myself be guided and corrected with gentle but firm touches. Each command sends shivers of delight through my body, and I revel in the delicious tension of restraint and anticipation.

When he directs me to present myself for a final lesson, I bend forward, cheeks warm, body exposed and ready. The spankings are firm, precise, and absolutely intoxicating, each one leaving a trail of fire along my skin. I moan softly, surrendering fully to the experience, my mind focused entirely on the pleasure of serving and being disciplined.

When it ends, I rest my forehead on the floor, breathless and flushed. The thrill of submission, the heat of every touch, and the taste of his control linger, leaving me trembling, every nerve alive, completely satisfied, and aching for more.

Prostate Milking : The Best Way For Santa Milk

Prostate milking is the best way to work that load out. As a filthy Submissive slave I will rim and milk that prostate. First I start by licking all around Masters’ puckered anus hole. Licking and working my tongue inside.

Then once I rim and tongue probe that asshole I will introduce a finger. Now licking and fingering that butt pipe. Like a good whore I will take whatever Master has to give me. Finally I do get a juicy thick load of spunk on my face for doing a good job in milking that beast.

Another way I am good is to suck on those balls and be your personal slave, and ball warmer. My warm mouth is always available for your use. Obviously if Master wants any of my holes they are all his.

My Asshole belongs to Master.

Of Course it’s all true

My Cunt belongs to Master.

My Mouth belongs to Master.

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Finally I want to hand my whore body over to my Master for Christmas. On my back and my tongue up your chimney waiting for your delivery.

Cock Worshiping Ryan’s BBC Almost Smothered Me

cock worshipingSometimes this slave gets lucky and enjoys cock worshiping with a big black anaconda. Now I know I’m naughty, and I should never cheat on my master like that. But in my defense, Ryan’s black cock appeared massive. And I’ve never been lucky enough to enjoy such a big fat piece of dark meat in my slave holes before. So, when I saw the outline in his jeans, I knew what I needed to do.

I brought Ryan home with me. I slipped on a pair of black stockings and high heels for his viewing pleasure. But the real pleasure belonged to me. My master cannot compare to Ryan’s massive cock. Most days my master requires a little blue pill to even get hard, but Ryan’s cock appeared hard at hello. Master would never need to know.

I fell to my knees and begged Ryan to allow me to suck his beautiful black cock. He dick slapped me a few times. And he even smeared his balls all over my face. But I just begged for more like a good submissive whore. I masturbated my pussy while I swallowed his trouser snake. And for a moment, I thought I might pass out because his balls pressed up against my nose, blocking my breathing. But I remember thinking to myself if I suffocate what a way to go.

Sometimes, This Slave Gets Lucky and Finds a Massive Anaconda to Worship

Ryan ate my pussy too, which surprised me. As a submissive slave, most men never care about my sexual pleasure. But Ryan told me you must lick it before you stick it. Because of him, I required no extra lubrication because his tongue gushed my pussy. But I think sucking his cock drenched me first. When he finally fucked me, I felt like I might be possessed. Nothing that big ever entered my pussy before. And I’ve been fucked from everything from cocks to wine bottles.

Ryan possesses massive skills. He made me squirt on his cock. I don’t think I ever squirted on anything. In fact, I did not know I could squirt. We fucked for hours. And now Ryan owns me with his big black anaconda. But we can’t tell my master that. I acted like a bad slave. And I cheated. But in my defense, how could I say no to such a massive fucking cock. Now Ryan owns a sexy MILF Phone sex slave. And he knows I will always put on black stockings, fall to my knees and worship his big black anaconda whenever he snaps his fingers

Spanking Phone Sex Fantasy Watching Donatella Submit Fully

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Spanking Phone Sex hits the moment your message comes through, and it doesn’t feel sweet. It feels demanding. I don’t get comfort from it. I get pressure. I get heat crawling under my skin because I know you expect obedience, not hesitation.

I don’t need reassurance. I need direction. When you tell me what to do, there’s no warmth in it, just authority. I follow because I want to be stripped down to nothing but response. No excuses. No independence. Just reaction.

I like the way control makes me smaller. Quieter. Sharper. Every instruction reminds me that my role is to comply, not to think. I crave that edge where my pride dissolves and all that’s left is need. Your words press down on me, keep me in line, keep me aware of every mistake I could make.

I don’t want tenderness. I want intensity. I want to feel watched, evaluated, corrected. The tension sits heavy in my chest, and I don’t try to escape it. I lean into it. I want to be tested. I want to earn approval by doing exactly what I’m told.

By the end of the day, I’m wound tight, alert, hungry for the next command. There’s no romance in it. Just desire sharpened into submission. I don’t ask for more. I wait for it.

Submissive Sex With Strangers On The Train

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Submissive sex on the train is always the best! My submissive pussy gets so wet knowing I’m doing it in public and anyone can see. That’s why I sit next to master and start stroking his cock right before I go down on him and take his big sexy cock down my throat.  I slurp up all his yummy precum as I bob my head up and down on his fat cock and I start rubbing my wet pink pussy. I finally push my shorts down and beg him to fuck me. I love submissive sex with dominate men so much! I need that fat Dom cock inside my sweet submissive pussy so I can cum all over his cock and drown it in my sweet pussy juices. When he slides his fat cock into my wet pussy hole I grip his cock nice and tight and my wet slut hole starts milking his cock. He pounds me and makes my little titties bounce up and down as he savagely fucks me. I know he’ll make me his dirty little cum dump and I cum so hard I drown his cock in my creamy pussy juices. He fills my submissive slut hole full of creamy cum. Its so full it leaks out when he pulls his cock out. Like a good slut I suck all his cum and my pussy cream off his cock and make him cum a second time down my whore mouth.