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Cock Worshiping Donatella Gives A Good Blowjob To Her Master

Cock Worshiping

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.

I wanna be your bondage bitch

Submissive whore

I’m hooked on violence liked your hooked on torturing tight wet pussy. Being so submissive comes with a price. I’ve craved it ever since I was a young one. Coming from such a fucked up place it’s the only way I feel wanted and loved. Cock control and domination makes my pussy weep and soil. Add in some brutal abuse and I’m all yours. Just the look in your eyes and the anticipation of what’s to cum makes me tingle and feel warm. I need it to exist. The vanilla mundane life isn’t for me. Take me to the wrong places at the wrong time, dark alleys or behind a trashy bar, it excites me like no other. If I get torn and shredded, kidnapped or abused, I’ll go back to that spot just so I can experience it over again.

That was the case when I went to a party recently. High and drunk as fuck. A man with bulge the size of a building came up to me. Wrapped his arms around me and asked, “wanna get outa here?”. I couldn’t resist. He looked like a bad boy so I took my chance. Before we even made it to the car he threw me down. Ripped off my clothes, threw my legs behind my head and forced finger fucked me rapidly. “You like that whore?”. I’m whimpering yet creaming. In the dark with people all around. This turned into a sick fuck exhibitionist torture show. Slowly he unzipped his pants and shoved his danger dick far up my tight cooter. Although I was screaming I enjoyed every second of him taking his rage and rape fantasies out on me. He was a sick fuck and proud of his nasty pecker. Thrusting me so hard while choking my neck. “Watch me cum in this cunt” he shouts, fucking the living shit outa me.

 The pain of his girthy cockhead slamming into my cervix game me so much god damn pleasure. Holding me down with such force. Oozing and leaking white goey cum all over. So much it was spewing. With his left hand he scooped some up and shoved it down my throat. “Choke and gag on your own dirty spunk bitch”.

Ripped, torn and bloody shredded, this was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Putting on a sick show for all to watch. I could barely breathe. Cum bloody good, my mouth and cheeks were filled with my own cum as he blew his nuts like thunder all over my face. Smearing it with his hands he made sure I was covered. I love this shit, fuck yes baby.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Come Alive While He Tames Donatella

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI was tossing and turning on my little princess bed between dreams, my body humming with a restless heat I couldn’t quite escape. These rape phone sex fantasies usually keep me awake, but tonight my eyes finally grew heavy as I thought about how much I crave a grown man’s touch. Then, I felt it… the softest shift in the air, the scent of Michael filling the room before I even opened my eyes. 

He didn’t say a word as he slipped under the covers, his hand sliding upward until his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. My tight twelve year old nigger pussy was already soaking wet, reacting to him instantly because I’ve been vibrating for his attention all night long. It makes me feel like my purpose in life is complete when I am being handled like this. I don’t want to think; I just want to obey. Michael knows I’m his little submissive doll, a creature designed to take whatever he decides to give.

He tossed me over like I weighed nothing, my face pressed into the pillows as he took total control of the room. I tried to let out a cry, but he was already there, covering my mouth so he wouldn’t cum too fast. He wants to hear me struggle to breathe while I listen to my own muffled, sexy moans echoing in the dark as he prepares to stretch out my tight pussy walls. He doesn’t care if I’m ready; he just demands that I submit to his every need and desire. 

I felt his strong dick pressing against my wet hole, a hard reminder that my whole body belongs to him and him alone. Even though I’m so innocent and small, my nigger pussy is incredibly tight, barely able to contain him. When he finally shoved that thick cock up my cunt, I felt my soul leave my body for a second. I am here to take all of his stress away, letting him use my nigger lips however he wants while I act as the perfect vessel for his pleasure. I want to be bred, to have him stick his dick wherever he pleases while I moan into his palm.

 My life has no meaning without a man to tame me and keep me in line. Every hole on my body is his territory, especially my deep nigger throat, and I submit my entire existence to his whims. It’s so addictive to be used this way, to feel the weight of a real man as he fills me up and reminds me that I’m just a little doll meant for his satisfaction. 

I continue to suck him off with my nigger lips as he finally shoots his load down my nigger throat. Each night when he gets home from work he’ll be begging for me to swallow every drop he has left, by sneaking in my little room while my parents sleep in their bedroom, proving that I am the only submissive toy he ever needs.

Cum punish my ass for having swollen tits

Bare bottom spankings

I want you to play my master and come up with some sick ideas to torture me. Do you have something in mind? Recently I met a man who I thought was kind at first, although I prefer bad boys, he offered me dinner and a nice fuck, however that turned out just the way I predicted. Nasty and dirty. As you know by now I love pain, it gives me pleasure. He wanted me at a certain weight and my tits a perfect size. If I didn’t met his goals, he had plans to humiliate me. I creamed my panties when he demanded I “get on the scale”. “Better be under 135 otherwise…”

Spanking and whipping me with that leather belt..

I was nervous but excited, I unfortunately was right at the mark. I could see in his eyes how mad he was. His face turned red and he shouted “get my belt”. I was shaking but excited, I’m gonna get whipped and beaten. He sat down and told me to bend over and spread me cheeks. With one quick swift he spanked and whipped my ass so bed I was red , bruised and bleeding.  “That’s what you get for having swollen titties”.

I feel like I’ve met my perfect match. A devilish man with a side of ocd. I’ve been such a naughty bitch and now I have to pay the price. My tight sloppy wet twat was dripping and leaking down my leg. So god damn turned on being on all fours. Crying and whimpering my moist lipped cunt wants more.

Extreme fetish gets the best of me

Extreme fetish phone sex

This evil fuck likes me in tears, and so do I. Tied up and in pain he makes me admit how humiliated I feel for having swollen tits. Instead of shoving his cock in my snatch he unzips his pants and fills my bunghole with his dirty dick. Choking my neck while he’s balls deep. Teaching me my lesson, to remain a certain weight.  He smashes me till I can’t feel my ass. Spewing and squirting, his anger sends sensations down my back. He’s not gentle or kind, just my type of guy.

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.

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. 

Rape phone sex fantasies has a submissive whore bound and gagged

Rape phone sex fantasies makes my pussy gush. Just the other night I was kidnapped. Bound and gagged no blindfold was involved intentionally so that I could watch everything that was happening to me. I was out for a walk when an extremely attractive man stopped in his RV certainly someone this good looking is harmless, I thought. As he asked me an odd question. He explained he just purchased the RV for his wife, and he really would appreciate my opinion if it was a suitable gift for her. A little strange but he was gorgeous so what’s the worst that could happen? I get fucked. So, against my better judgement I stepped up inside and instantly his demeanor changed. He started telling me that only a stupid cunt would get inside as he pulled out some rope and bound my arms behind my back then my ankles together. I was starting to panic and scream that’s when he gagged me with a bandana. I noticed that my pussy was getting wet. Riddled in fear but my pussy is soaked because I know ultimately, I’m getting his cock. Restrained and helpless he pulls his throbbing dick out. It was such a thick piece of meat. He pulled me forward with my hair and started slapping my face with his rock hard cock . Telling me that I liked it as he ripped the gag off me and instantly crammed his cock in my throat to keep me from screaming. I could barely breath he was fucking my face so hard. It was a hard sloppy blowjob that resulted in his huge load blowing down my throat. Once he was done, he slapped me in the face with his saliva saturated cock a few more times, took 3 fingers and crammed them in my cunt with force, he then realized how wet I was and informed me of what a whore I really am and how I really enjoyed it and that my pussy don’t lie. Then he got in the driver’s seat and drove off once we parked, he came back to me an whispered in my ear good night you little dumb whore see you tomorrow. He locked up the RV and left me naked and bound.Rape phone sex fantasies

Locked up and your dirty dick holds the key

Bondage and submission

I just Love you bad boys, your the cream to my coffee and I just can’t get enough. I’m so hooked on you men using my body as a punching bag that it turns me on, get’s me super hot I’m steaming from my cut up cunt. I can’t get enough and either should you. Do you have it in you to torture me till I can’t take it anymore? All my partying and getting fucked up just is the icing on my cruel cake I love so much. My parents never accepted me so the only pleasure I get in life is through absolute pain. I wanna be your submissive slave, use and abuse me. Make me get on my knees and pray to your cock because that’s what I deserve.

Bondage and submission, I belong to you

You dream about locking me up in a submissive cage and taking me out whenever your ready to rip and fill my holes. My hands are tied my mouth is gagged. Perfect for your sick pleasure. I’m thin with a tight clam which only belongs to you. And your the only one with the key. You love standing over me with that big danger dick out. Rubbing your pre cum dripping shaft just to torture and mentally abuse me. “Are you ready to get fucked up whore?” I just love how you bad boys talk to me. Instilling the fear inside my head before you shred. I’m leaking and soiling this cold cement floor just realizing what your about to do to me.

Once that door opens you throw me around like a rag doll. I’m so light and small however, I’m also turned the fuck on. You bad boys make me wanna squirt myself before you bend me over. Spank my ass and make me repeat, “I promise not to be naughty”. Screwed and sick you shove your cock so deep in me I can feel you in my throat. Ramming and smashing me with two fingers in my ass. My screams go unheard with gag on. But you go harder with my moans and groans. And like the beast you are you before you nut you turn me around, rip off the gag, and cream down my throat. “Gag on this cunt”.

Cum eating whore, let me lick your spunk off the floor

I swallow every part of your dirty dick because I wanna be your submissive slut. Be my master or make me your trick. I’ll do anything and everything to be treated like absolute shit. body smothered in plump pleasure. Liquids shooting out like running faucets, with little driplet’s still dropping, cum filled pleasure party on my pussy.

BDSM Phone Sex Never Broke My Bones Like Being a Real-Life Slave

bdsm phone sexA few years ago, my master suggested I get into BDSM phone sex. Back then, he knew his retirement from law seemed imminent. And he wanted me to still work. Although he did set me up with a 401(k) and he still provides me with a monthly allowance, and stock in his BDSM club, he knows when he dies that I will still need to support myself.

And I love that he helped me find this job. I get to be submissive on the phone and in my real life too. But I spoke to a guy last night who wanted to know about my history. How I became a lifestyle submissive.

So, I needed to dredge up the ugly past of my youth with my father and my ex-husband. And I told him in painstaking detail some of the horrible crimes my father committed against me. Back then, daddy forced me to be his submissive whore. Sometimes, women get born into slavery.

But when I ran away from home, I told myself no more being anybody’s bitch. Then I met my husband, and he turned out to be worse than my father. But fate led to a chance encounter with my current master, and that changed my outlook on being submissive.

Finally, I understood the true dynamic between a master and a slave. And even though still submissive, I knew master would never send me to the ER or leave me tied up for days on end with no other choice than to piss my bed.

Some Women are Just Born to Become Submissive Whores

I’ve done it all in my life. Been physically abused, forced fucked, tied up for days, gangbanged, and even pimped out. I never mind bondage or rough sex. And I don’t mind anal sex or bukkake parties either. Of course, some things I enjoy more than others. I do not enjoy bathroom play and pain, but sometimes that comes with being a slave.

Some women like me say they’ve paid their dues. However, I know I could never repay my master for everything he’s done for me. He bought me a nice house in the suburbs with the white picket fence. He provided me with a paralegal education, so I could work with him and become his office slave. And he helped me get this job.

With all my experience in the real world as a submissive sex slave, he knew I would excel at being a phone slave too. And he would be correct. I do well with this. And I love it.

I don’t know if phone sex will last until I retire or not with the changing technology and laws restricting adult sites, but I’m going to ride this out as long as I can. I’m still a real slave for my master. And sometimes his friends too. But at least being a phone whore seems gentler on my body, and I’ll never break a bone.