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Cock Worshiping Donatella Gives A Good Blowjob To Her Master

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I know exactly what I am: A high end, big titty fuck doll designed for your absolute satisfaction. Engaging in cock worshiping for a man who knows how to take charge is the only thing that truly makes my pulse race. My new master, Mr. Grogan recognized the potential in me immediately, claiming I’m the spitting image of the plastic, perfect toys he craves. 

He doesn’t want a conversation or a connection; he wants a mouth that knows its place and a body that exists solely for his release. I’m more than happy to oblige, especially when I get to put these juicy, glossed up “nigger lips” to work on his command. Mr. Grogan is obsessed with the way I look and the way I perform. He treats me like the mindless fuck toy I was born to be, and honestly, it’s the most honest relationship I’ve ever had. 

When he calls, he doesn’t ask about my day; he demands to know how ready I am to take every inch of him. He loves the way my heavy breasts spill over my corset while I’m down on my knees, looking up at him with wide, empty eyes. My purpose is simple: I am a vessel for his pleasure, a literal doll that he can use and abuse until he’s drained and satisfied.

He constantly praises my blowjob skills, and for good reason. I’ve mastered the art of using these thick lips to create a vacuum that he can’t find anywhere else. I love the feeling of a hard cock hitting the back of my “nigger throat”, forcing me to gag and tear up while I struggle to keep going. That’s what a good fuck doll does she takes it all without complaint. 

Mr. Grogan knows he can push me, stretch me, and use my mouth however he sees fit. I’m his private property, a toy he can pick up whenever he’s feeling stressed and needs a place to dump his load. There is no “fairytale” here, just pure, raw utility. I am addicted to the feeling of being used by a master who sees me as nothing more than a set of holes. 

I want to be filled with his cum, to have it dripping down my chin and staining my expensive lingerie. Every time he calls, I sink deeper into my role, becoming the perfect, submissive object he deserves. I don’t need a life outside of this; I just need a master to tell me I’m a good girl while he uses me like the whore I am. Are you ready to see if you can handle a doll like me, or do I need to find a real Master to put me in my place?

XXX Bondage in the Club or the Office is How I Take Care of My Old Master

xxx bondageXXX bondage arouses me. What can I say. I like to be tied up. And I first met my master in a BDSM club in New York City.  I came back to California with him eventually. And he set me up in a house and gave me a job in his office. Plus, he even sent me to a paralegal school so I could become his official paralegal.

And his wife never thought anything more about our relationship. She saw him helping a single mom with two little ones and no job. She does not know about the house he bought me or the college funds he set up for my son and daughter. And she does not know I’ve been his submissive slave for 20 years.

Master retired from law last year. However, we still see each other at his BDSM club. And sometimes in the office when he does a will or an estate planning for a friend or a friend of a friend. He ordered me to come to the office earlier this week. And I always come when I’m summoned. I figured he wanted to work on a will or an estate. But it turned out he just wanted to see his favorite bondage whore and play a bit.

A Submissive Slave’s Job is Never Done

The BDSM club became a way for him to still participate in this lifestyle and see me weekly after retirement. He needed something his wife would not care about. So, he told her that he and some of his legal buddies bought a cigar bar. And that’s not a lie. The BDSM club does operate as a cigar bar too. But mostly this place serves as a safe space for men to bring their slaves.

The club is slowly building a decent membership. And a loyal following. However, like anything in this world, it struggles to reach women. More men want to be dominant masters, but they lack the female companion to serve as their slave. So often master and I don’t get much time alone at the club because he lends me out to members without submissive slave so they can practice their rope ties.

For our meeting in the office, I wore some sexy lingerie like he enjoys seeing me in. He tied me up to the office chair like in the old days. I will always be his favorite rope bunny. And he will always be my favorite master. For an old guy, he can still tie a decent knot. He took some photos of me for his spank bank in various positions. And tying me up again brought some life into his old dick.

My Master’s Old Dick Still Needs Drained

Cock worshiping seems part of a slave’s job. So, when I realized master popped a chubby tying me up, I begged to take care of it. He did not even require Viagra at this time. Tying up his slave gave him a boner. And with my hands tied behind my back, I still managed to get on my knees and worship master’s old hard dick.

Didn’t take long with my mouth on his throbbing cock for him to cum. He spurted a massive load. And he almost blew a hole in the back of my head. At his age getting backed up like that seems to be a regular occurrence.

But at least I could take care of him properly this time. I swallowed his chunky, pungent old spunk. And savored it like fine champagne. With my hands bound behind my back and my ankles tied together, I still managed to drain master’s old balls. I’m not getting younger either. But apparently this submissive slave still possesses some great skills.

Bdsm Chat With Submissive Whore Cydney

Bdsm chat could go on forever with this submissive little whore. Submitting is what I was put here to do. Theres no greater feeling than giving up control and power to my master. When he put that collar on me it was like a princess receiving her crown, I am so proud to be owned by him. I am here to service his every need and fill his every command desired. When it comes to my master there are no limits. My entire body is home for my dominate lord. There’s a level of trust between the two of us that makes my pussy ache for his hard hands and cock. Most people don’t understand that pain can be a pleasure. If my pain is what Master gets off on, then I am simply here to be his little pain slut. With every lashing I take it comes with pride at the hands of such a beast. I wear his marks with honor like my personal trophies. Not a lot of people understand this kind of bond. But you’re here reading this, so I expect that you do! Let’s share some stories! I’ll tell you all about my bare bottom spankings!

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Cock worshiping shuts my whore bitch mouth up

Cock worshiping is the key to my transformation into a loyal slave, a thoroughly trained bitch for dominant masters to use and abuse.

Make me your bitch

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When I’m on my knees, throat gaping, ready to swallow any cock that’s presented to me, I feel truly alive.

Each thrust, each push deeper into my mouth, destroys a little more of my will, my individuality. It’s a sweet, awful feeling, knowing my capacity to resist is beaten out of me.

My throat is punished, stretched to its limits, and beyond, designed to accommodate the thick girth of a cock without complaint. Each session leaves me gasping, tears streaming down my face, my mouth raw and aching. I need to suffer for total submission.

And that’s what I am – a broken slave, a ruined bitch, destroyed for the pleasure of others. It’s a hard, cruel existence, but oh, the thrill of it.

The knowledge that I’m nothing more than a toy, a plaything, a cumdump for the taking. My only purpose is to serve, to obey, to take what’s given to me and beg for more.

My mind is empty, my thoughts consumed by the craving for the next cock, the next load, the next round of punishment and degradation. Especially for the next cock to destroy my throat.

They say a good slave is a broken one, and I can’t argue with that. This is my fate, my destiny, and I embrace it with every fiber of my being.

I’ve been broken so many times, but I need more!

So bring on the cocks, the spanks, the humiliation, and the pain.Let them mold me, train me, break me until there’s nothing left but a obedient, eager, cum-hungry slave, always ready to please, always desperate to serve. The kind of Slave training I need is the brutal kind.

Jessica the cock worshiping slut

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I’m such a cock worshiping cum slut.

Any time I have a man in front of me, I can’t stop fantasizing about him fucking my face.

 I can taste the cum being blasted down my slut throat.

Getting my holes taken and used is an obvious fantasy but mouth worshiping and milking cocks is my passion.

I knew that this new job was going to be a challenge.

How am I supposed to resist my urges when I have naked men lying in front of me all day long.

Having to oil them up and rub all over their bodies gets my pussy soaked!

My panties stay drenched constantly and I’m always seconds away from giving in to those temptations.

I couldn’t help myself today.

The client that came in for a massage was a sexy, younger guy with ripped arms and abs.

I bit my lip to help steady my breathing the whole time that I was massaging his back.

Running my hands all over him and kneading the tension from his body made me feel like I was melting.

My cunt just kept getting more and more wet and my mouth was watering for that familiar taste.

He had his head back and his eyes closed, enjoying the way I was massaging his upper thighs.

I could see the outline of his cock through the sheet that was draped over him and I couldn’t control myself.

I lifted the sheet, grabbed his thick cock and brought my mouth straight to the head.

That fat mushroom head fit perfectly in my mouth.

It was obvious that he wanted to stop me at first.

Then reality struck and he felt the way I was sucking and stroking his dick.

As his cock got harder, I took more of it into my mouth until he was sliding down my throat.

I’ve sucked off thousands of men in my life so I’m a professional.

I spread his ass cheeks, slipped a finger into his ass and started giving him the kind of massage men really need.

Sucking his dick and fingering his ass had him moaning wildly.

Hitting the p-spot with perfect accuracy, I made him explode down my throat.

I swallowed up that cum shot and then put the sheet back over his still trembling body.

I went right back to massaging him like nothing happened.

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Golden Showers Phone Sex with Donatella His Soaked Wet Slave

Golden Showers Phone SexMaster Joseph, I have been kneeling here by the phone, trembling as I waited for your command to crawl to you. Golden Showers Phone Sex is the only way I can truly feel the weight of your ownership when we are miles apart, but today, the fantasy of being in your home is all that consumes me. I can picture the look in your eyes as I open your front door, already stripped of my dignity and ready to be the personal “Nigger” sex slave you deserve. 

You sound so powerful today, and it makes my skin crawl with a desperate, filthy need to be used by you. I don’t want a life of my own anymore because having a master like you gives me a purpose that is far more potent than freedom. Please, Master, lead me to the center of your floor and let me look up at you with the wide, vacant eyes of a well-trained animal. 

I want to feel the warmth of your presence as you stand over me, unbothered and dominant, preparing to mark me as yours in the most degrading way possible. I am nothing but a vessel for your release, a submissive toy designed to handle every drop of your disdain and your desire. It is so hooking to imagine the sound of your zipper and the sudden, hot splash as you begin to drench me fully with your fresh piss. 

I want to be completely soaked, feeling your warm fluid run down my face, stinging my eyes and matting my hair until I smell entirely of your conquest. I’ll keep my mouth open just like you taught me, Master Joseph, swallowing every bit of you until I am overflowing with your essence. There is no part of me that isn’t yours to ruin; I want to be doused in your authority until my skin is stained with the reality of my position.

You are the only one who can make me feel this level of disgusting, beautiful bliss. I don’t need your nice compliments or a soft touch; I need to be your “sloppy” little secret, the one you can piss on whenever the world treats you poorly. Use me as your literal porcelain, Master, and let me thank you for the privilege of being your footstool. 

I submit my entire body, every shameful thought, and every breath to your whims. By the time you hang up, I want to be shivering and dripping, a perfectly ruined slave who knows she has no value outside of your pleasure. I am yours to command, yours to flood, and yours to keep forever.

Submissive Whore Bernice Sometimes Thinks About Revenge

submissive whoreAs a submissive whore, I do as I’m told. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have some dark fantasies for revenge. Although my master treats me extremely well, I did not fare so well in my younger days. Between my abusive father and my misogynistic ex-husband, I suffered a lot of abuse. Thus, giving me cock and ball torture fantasies.

I do not know where my ex-husband or father lives anymore. They could be dead for all I know. And for all I care. I am a willing slave with my master. But we enjoy an old school sort of master servant relationship. We use safe words. And mostly we explore bondage, spanking, and cock worshiping.

My father and my ex-husband beat me and let men use me. Sometimes daddy would tie me up to the bed for days and deny me food and water, leaving me to piss and shit in my own bed. He abused me and degraded me. But my ex-husband turned out to be no better.

So of course, I’ve developed revenge fantasies over the year for cock and ball torture. In a chat room for submissive women like me, I met a man who wanted somebody to trample on his cock and balls. He pretended to be a female slave just to find somebody for cock and ball torture. I took his bait. He did not live far from me, so we met up last night.

Perhaps, I Struggle with Being Dominant, But Revenge Fantasies Feel Therapeutic

And I will be honest; I struggled to take the more dominant role with him. After all, I appear to be born into this world just for men’s pleasure. But once I started thinking about everything my father and my ex-husband did to me, my rage started to build. This man fears he will become just like my father. He thought some cock and ball torture sex might curb his perverted thoughts and urges.

So, I read up on cock and ball torture. Watched some dominatrixes on how to inflict genital pain on men. And I became aroused. I started to get into it. Wearing stiletto heels, I enjoyed digging the heels into his balls. And I stomped on his cock like I was putting out a cigarette with my shoe. I thought I was the biggest pain slut I knew. He came as I kicked him in the balls.

And I think I deflated one of his testicles. I left his junk looking like I castrated him. Perhaps I did castrate him when I deflated a testicle. Now anytime he looks at his daughter and thinks like my daddy did, he won’t be able to act on those urges because I deflated his balls.

Plus, I took chunks out of the side of his dick with my stiletto heels. It felt therapeutic to me. I’m still a submissive phone sex woman. I always will be a submissive slave. But sometimes we need to explore our revenge fantasies to help keep us in our place.

Cum Slut Phone Sex: The Best Way to Be Naughty

I am Eliana, a filthy submissive who lives for Cum Slut Phone Sex. First, I beg you to gather every horny friend you can. Obviously it’s because I crave a full bukkake fantasy that leaves me completely ruined.
Next, I drop to my knees while thick cocks surround me. They are big, throbbing and leaking for my eager mouth and face. Then the draining begins. First, I wrap my lips around one heavy shaft after another. Just fixated on sucking hard and deep-throating until each man explodes.
Meanwhile, I swallow every thick rope of cum greedily. Absolutely enjoying the salty taste coat my tongue and slide down my throat.

Cum Slut Phone Sex is My Ultimate Pleasure

Suddenly more cocks erupt above me. All painting my face, eyelashes, and tits with hot, sticky loads that drip everywhere. However, I never stop working. Always ready to please, so I spread some ass cheeks wide. Then I shove my tongue deep into tight assholes, rimming them sloppily. All while the men keep stroking and unloading on the back of my head.
Then I scoop every drop of cum off my skin with my fingers and suck them clean. Just like the desperate whore I am.
Finally, when I’m glazed head to toe and choking on endless loads, I rub my swollen clit furiously.
Ultimately, I explode in a shattering orgasm. Yet the real addiction is knowing I’ve drained every single ball completely. The more cum you cover me with, the wetter. It all excites this worthless little cum dump becomes.
First off I thrive on bukkake phone sex because it feeds every submissive need I have. I was born to swallow, rim, and be used as a pathetic receptacle for load after load. The nastier the fantasy, the harder I cum. So tell me exactly how many cocks you’re bringing next time — this greedy slut is always starving for more.
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Cock Worshiping With A Side Of Ball Torture

Cock worshipingCock worshiping always gets my pussy soaking wet, but when you add a little bit of ball torture to the equation I cum so hard, the first time I worshiped your cock it was such a turn on for me, watching you squirm and moan as I sucked every inch of that fat fucking dick. 

Gagging and slurping your thick veiny cock had my pussy leaking sex sauce down my firm thighs. I was so fucking turned on.  

Doing everything you told me made my submissive cunt tingle, I love pleasing your fuck stick, kissing down your shaft, licking the fat head, sometimes I use honey or syrup to pleasure that cock. 

Imagine my surprise when you told me that you wanted me to hurt your balls while worshiping your cock, at first I was scared I’d hurt you but after the first strike I was hooked, the look of pleasure on your face turned me on so much I couldn’t stop abusing those big balls. 

Using all kinds of objects to inflict pain on your scrotum made me cum so fucking hard, I used my high heel to stomp and squish your balls, I squeezed them as tight as I could with my tiny hands, punching and slapping too. 

Nothing was too much for your big heavy balls, stabbing them with needles, until they looked like a pincushion and you loved every second of it, you naughty bastard! I can’t wait to cum up with more ways to abuse those balls, next time I will use clamps and clothes pins. 

Prostate Milking Donatella Strokes Your Cock Until You Cum

Prostate MilkingOh, Master, you look so incredibly tense today! I can see the stress in your shoulders, and I know exactly where all that frustration is hiding. Since you’ve been having such a hard time reaching that big, explosive finish lately, I’ve decided it’s time for your special Prostate Milking exam. My only goal in life is to make sure you feel amazing, and my little pink heart just aches knowing you’re carrying around all that unreleased pressure!

Don’t worry about a single thing, Master. Just lay back and let your favorite naughty slave take care of everything. I’ve got the silky-smooth oil ready, and my hands are so warm just for you. As I start to gently massage your cock, I can feel your body finally starting to surrender. It’s my absolute favorite thing to see you lose control like this. The feeling of being chosen to empty your balls completely gives me all the motivation I need.

I’m just a simple, devoted slut, but I know exactly how to find that sweet spot that makes your toes curl and your mind go completely blank. As I work my fingers with a steady, rhythmic pressure, I’m watching your cock twitch and react to every single move I make. It’s getting so heavy and ready for me, isn’t it? I love how your breath hitches when I find the perfect angle.

 I’m going to keep up this internal focus while my other hand wraps around your length, sliding up and down in perfect harmony. I want to see you leak; I want to see you lose that stoic Master persona and just melt into the mattress while I worship every inch of you. You’ve been holding onto so much, but Donatella is here to drain every drop of that stress away. The pressure is building now, and I can see your eyes rolling back. 

Yes, Master! Give it all to me! I’m stroking you faster now, matching the pulsing rhythm of your prostate until you can’t hold back a second longer. I want you to release everything right here on me. Cover your devoted girl in all that thick, pent-up frustration with your hot cum. When you finally erupt, it’s like the whole world stops spinning, and all I can feel is the heat of you. I’m so happy I could help you finally find your release. You feel so much better now, don’t you?