Slave training slut is what I became this weekend. I was at a coffee shop ordering some tea; I saw this guy who was engaged in some small talk with me. We exchanged number. I instantly got a message from his when I left the shop. We ended up texting a storm. His name was Ron, and he was a businessman who was always busy. Ron was pushing for a date; I thought he was moving too quickly but since he was an active guy I wasn’t going to let my anticipation get in the way. Ron invited me out we went for dinner, and I invited him back to my place. During the time was in my house he got a bit touchy, and I was tensing up. Ron got up and began to grab something, He had found some rope around the house, and he started to tie me up. He told me I was going to be his submissive bitch because I got him riled up and wasn’t willing to do a thing about it, even though I invited him in. Ron was absolutely right, why would I lead him on to let him down. “This is what women do” You women just play games.’ Tonight you are playing my game. He found a gag ball I had from my boss and shoved in my mouth after he gagged me with his cock first. I was also getting my tits bruised by his beating, and he was clamping my tits. I was his pathetic slut. I was getting so turned on by him taking charge of me. Finally, he ended up leaving, but he told me he would be back for a lot more.
Category: Hardcore bondage
Slave training slut
Extreme Bondage With Breanne
I woke up all tied down to mister’s bed and I had no idea what was going on. I kind of struggled at first and he came over and put something over my face and made me pass out. I woke up kind of scared but excited and this time I was on a weird table all stretched out and getting stretched even more. There he was alongside more guys and they had their dicks out and was jacking them. I was naked on this table and I was continuing to be stretched and then all of a sudden I was being whipped. A guy got on top of me and told me I was a fuck pig and useless and fucked me hard and then they were whipping my pussy. I am all about please mister whatever it takes, won’t you give me a try?
Cum Showers
I went over to Mister’s house and he had a nice surprise waiting for me. I walked into his basement room and there was 5 guys waiting for me. I was wearing my lacy see through dress. I love rope work on my nice big breasts. These guys tied my hands up with the leather cuffs. They all dropped their clothes got naked and came over to me put 2 cocks in my mouth and were jacking their cocks to my body they said was sexy with my long legs and thick thighs. Pretty soon they were coming all over me and I was almost in a bath of cum and I was in heaven my main goal in life is to please anyway I can, so won’t you try me out?
Orgy Night
I’m going to my uncle Chester’s ranch again with my daddy he said were bound to have some sloppy wet nasty country bumkin fun and my daddy don’t tell lies about fun. On my uncles ranch everybody’s butt fucking ass naked all the time in fact uncle Chester’s only rule is, “Leave the clothes on the floor at the front door.” You can imagine all the hard fuck rods swinging around and all the big triple D tits jiggling everywhere, so yummy. Every Friday night is Orgy Night and we get to gorge on sweet fat cunt meat and deep throat huge beautiful cocks to the balls. Daddy likes for me to get tied up so all the guys and gals can devour me in every direction and devour they do sucking my asshole and stretching my ass cheeks apart to stuff all sorts of food and toy objects. They ram all of my fuck holes until I’m screaming in ecstasy. Then they get about five guys to train fuck me, one after another forcing their Mandingo monster cocks into my cum filled cunt and worn out asshole. They slap me with their massive cocks and I love it so fucking much. I’m a dirty cunt whore slut for daddy and I love to go all out at uncle Chester’s Orgy Nights to prove that I will do anything to please my daddy. I make daddy love me more when I please him.
Torture Phone Sex
I have this obsession with certain things that perhaps I should not. I let my mind wander into how things could be so dark and crazy. I use this online site to help feed into my obsession, it’s all about women getting kidnapped and having almost a Jeffrey Dahmer like type experience. I always answer this one Mister, he drives me crazy telling me how he is going to drug me up and kidnap me and take me home. I would wake up tied to the stairs gagged. Trying to scream but he would have a knife right up to my throat. He also tells me all the ways he would humiliate me, like make me service his dom friends and share me around like a ragdoll. Cutting my clothes off with that knife telling me how pathetic I really am and this is my purpose. I wish there was a way to make this real with him. I mean certainly you would torture me and make me your fuck pig wouldn’t you?
Submissive Whore Loves To Serve Her Son
I love being a submissive whore for my son. He needs to use and abuse all his submissive mommy’s fuck holes. I’m always more than willing to do whatever it takes to please his cock. Usually, he loves to tie me up. He likes having my ankles and wrists bound together. He also loves to see me tied up from the ceiling, and the way my arms start to lose feeling in them from being held up for so long. Restraining his Mother gets him so hard. Once he has me all tied up with nowhere to go he has his way with me. Take his massive hard cock and fucking whatever he pleases. Pissing on me and making his filthy pig slut mommy. Fucking my face and tearing open my asshole make his cock spray huge loads of cum in me. Sometimes he makes me take it out of my ass or cunt and eat it. Eating his cum pleases him very much and I live to please him. Whatever my Son wants from me he gets. I never say no to my little boy.
Born To Be A Slave
I was born to be a slave. More importantly I was born to be Master’s slave property. I crave his wonderful cock. Thrive on any attention he sees fit to give me. I long to be his furniture or his toilet. His tearing of my flesh with his whippings. My staying in position and taking these whippings are one of many signs of my love for him. I open my eyes every morning with his pleasure in mind. When he is angry I wish for him to take such out on me. When his whippings are for his pleasure. I beg and plead for him to tear my flesh wide open. I love Master no one is more important than him. No one is my life but him. I will obey him to the end for he owns me.
















