Fuck, being a submissive slut is a dream come true, especially when my master decides to share me with his friends. Last night, he tied me up, my wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts, my body spread wide and vulnerable. I could feel the cool air on my naked skin, my nipples hard and aching for touch.
Master started by teasing me, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin, making me squirm with anticipation. He leaned down, his breath hot on my ear. “You’re going to be a good little slut for me, aren’t you?” he whispered, his voice a low and dominant growl.
I nodded, my voice a desperate plea. “Yes, Master. I’ll be a good slut for you.”
He smiled, a cruel and knowing grin, before turning to his friends. “Who wants to go first?” he asked, his voice a low and seductive murmur.
One of his friends stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. He positioned himself between my legs, his eyes locked on mine as he slid into me with one swift thrust. I moaned, my body arching against the bonds, the sensation of his cock filling me overwhelming.
He started to move, his hips thrusting against mine, his hands gripping my thighs as he pounded into me. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need. But he pulled out before I could cum, a wicked grin on his face.
The next friend took his place, his cock just as hard and ready. He entered me, his movements slow and deliberate, teasing me with his pace. I begged, my voice a desperate plea for more, for harder, for faster.
Master watched, his hand stroking his cock as he observed the scene. “Such a good little slut,” he murmured, his voice a low and approving growl. “Taking cock after cock like the whore you are.”
I moaned in agreement, my body on fire with pleasure. Friend after friend took their turn, each one filling me, each one bringing me to the brink of orgasm before pulling out and leaving me wanting more.
Finally, Master decided it was his turn. He positioned himself between my legs, his cock hard and throbbing. He entered me with one powerful thrust, his hips slamming against mine as he pounded into me.
“Cum for me, slut,” he commanded, his voice a harsh and dominant whisper. “Cum for me while I fill you with my seed.”
I came, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside me. I could feel his hot cum filling me, coating my walls, dripping out of me as he pulled out.
But he wasn’t done. He signaled to his friends, and they gathered around the bed, their cocks hard and ready. One by one, they stroked themselves, aiming their cocks at my face as they came, shooting their loads onto my tits, my face, my mouth. I opened wide, trying to catch as much as I could, swallowing and licking my lips, eager for more.
Master smiled down at me, a satisfied and proud grin on his face. “Good girl,” he murmured, stroking my hair. “You took that like a champ, my little cum slut.”
Fuck, being a submissive slut is the best. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and intense ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m a cum-loving, bukakke-ready submissive, and I demand the best.
He tied me up, rope cutting into my wrists and ankles. I was on my knees, at his feet, gagging on his cock. He fed it to me slowly, a little deeper each time. I could hardly breathe, saliva dripping down my chin. But I loved it, loved the power he had over me, loved the way his cock throbbed in my mouth. He was in control, and I was nothing but a whore for him to use.
