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Submissive slut bound and gagged furiously by cock

Submissive slutSubmissive slut stands before my Master, naked and trembling. It’s been at least 8 hours that I have been naked. Slaves are not allowed to wear clothes. But it’s cold dangling from these chains. Hanging here makes me realize how important it is for me to be an obedient slut. The weight of the corporate world comes to a grinding halt when I serve as a bondage slave.
He begins the slow, deliberate process of restraint, winding ropes around my limbs, cinching them tight until the circulation is cut off and my flesh swells a livid purple. I gasp as he buckles on a heavy leather gag, forcing my jaw wide in a perpetual scream of silent ecstasy. Drool dribbles down my chin as he secures my bonds to the center pole, leaving me a helpless, suspended object for his depravity.
The first lash of the flogger cracks the air, and the gag swallows my howl. Again and again, he rains down blows across my back and ass, each kiss of the stinging leather stoking the fire in my core to an exquisite blaze. My body dances from the chains, jerking in a jerky rhythm as the pain rises to a crescendo, pushing me to the edge of oblivion.
I am nothing but a receptacle, a tool for his gratification. My world narrows to the searing stretch of his cock, cleaving my cunt, the stinging lashes of his hands, the blazing ecstasy of utter submission. At this moment, all the burdens and pretenses fall away, and I am unapologetically, ecstatically myself.
His climax is explosively violent, flooding my spasming channel with jets of hot seed. He collapses against me, still buried to the hilt, his weight and heat enveloping me like a cocoon. In the midst of my pain, I have never felt more complete, more myself, more of a Submissive Whore. I am reborn in the crucible of suffering and submission, a true slave, surrendered to my darkest desires.

Submissive Slut’s Gangbang Fantasy

🍆 My Cum-Eating, Bondage Adventure 🍆

I never thought I’d be this fucking filthy, begging for cum and submitting to total strangers. But here I am, a fuckin’ submissive slut, and I fucking love it!

When I told my bitch-ass boyfriend about my gangbang fantasy, he thought I was joking. But I was dead serious. I wanted to be a cum-guzzling, bondage-loving whore, and I was gonna make it happen.

I got myself all dressed up in lace, like a fuckin’ present for a gang of horny men. The room was lit with candles, and my pussy was dripping with anticipation. These guys walked in, all hung like horses, and I knew I was in for a wild ride.

I kissed and teased, sucked and fucked, letting each one of them use me like the slut I am. I lost count of how many cocks I took, but I didn’t care. Each one made me feel more alive, more submissive, and more eager to please.

As I looked over at my boyfriend, his eyes were glued to the action, his dick probably aching with jealousy. But this wasn’t his show, it was mine. I was the star, the submissive slut who was gonna eat every drop of cum and love every second of it.

And you know what? I fuckin’ loved it. I was in control, choosing who got to pound my holes and when. It was empowering as hell. Now, I can’t wait for the next gangbang. I’m gonna be the ultimate cum-eating, bondage-loving slut, and there’s nothing anyone can do to stop me!

Superior Bare bottom spankings make my ass raw

Bare bottom spankings expose my submissive desires. I need a strong hand from you, Daddy. You know I am a nasty fucking whore. I don’t even have a regular day job anymore. I just dedicate myself to serving cock. I think I have always been a cock sucking harlot. Bare bottom spankings

I do feel like I need to give penance for my sinful behavior. Maybe if I remain on all fours and serve you promptly will be enough. Or maybe I will never be able to make up for all the filthy acts I’ve done. The sharp sting of the whip, the searing pain of your hand- it’s all part of the exquisite torture that I so desperately need.

I long for the kind of Slave training that leaves me black and blue, with marks and bruises that tell the story of my devotion and obedience. The pain is exquisite, there’s no denying that. It’s a reminder of my mortality, my vulnerability. It’s a reminder that I’m not invincible, that I’m not above the law. And as I feel the welts rise on my skin, I can’t help but feel a sense of pride, a sense of accomplishment.

Because this pain, this punishment, it’s all part of a larger narrative. It’s the story of my devotion, my obedience. It’s the story of my journey from rebellion to submission, from chaos to order. And as I serve you promptly, as I strive to meet your every need, I can’t help but feel that I’m finally on the right path.

 

Bukkake Madness: My Submissive Cum Fest

Bukkake phone sex

Listen up, you fucking prudes, I’m here to tell you about my ultimate kink – bukkake! Being a submissive slut is my superpower, and getting drenched in cum is my favorite game. Picture this: me, a sexy bitch, surrounded by a gang of horny guys with their dicks out, just waiting to explode all over my face. Hell yeah, I’m in heaven! I’m the queen of handjobs and blowjobs, and these guys fucking love it. But the real fun begins when they start spraying their hot cum all over my face and tits. I’m like a human cum target, and it’s fucking amazing!

After the cum storm, I clean up by licking every inch of my body. It’s like a cum buffet, and I gotta taste it all. Yeah, I even go for my ass if that’s where the action is. Nothing beats a full-body cum experience, am I right?

The filthier I get, the better. I embrace the whore within, and let me tell ya, it’s a wild ride. So, to all the cum lovers out there, let’s get messy and make some bukkake magic happen! I’ll be the submissive slut of your dreams, taking all your loads and begging for more. Let’s do this, you horny fuckers!

Rape phone sex fantasies are sexy hot chat time.

Rape phone sex fantasies             Rape phone sex fantasies are sexy hot chat time. Not every fantasy needs to be chatted about, and rape fantasies are better when shared. It makes for a hot time in the city tonight. Just like the song S & M, whips and chains excite me, which means that fantasy rape is to be sure sexy and be sure to come at it hard and fast.

            Don’t ask permission. After all, then it isn’t fantasy rape anymore. Next, we will discuss how the steps need to be taken to ensure maximum penetration. Add whips and chains. Do them up nice and tight. Don’t want her to get away. In fact, you want to tie her in place.

Extreme bondage keep the fantasy alive and going strong. Don’t stop now. Keep fucking and cum all over the place. Sadism, machoism. Need more be said. I didn’t think so.

You going to show this whore how extreme and erotic you can become? I dare you to give it your all. In summary, be sure to dish out for I can take it and I want some stories to tell.

Will make you feel out of this world with my cock worshiping skills.

Cock Worshiping

As a cock worshiping submissive cum slut, I do love having a good set of balls to give praise to as well. Think the combination of both need to have equal attention paid to them. Why give all that work into one part of the man meat when there’s so many more spots to eat off of.

For instance, I feel the gooch has not even been licked on some of y’all. Or sucked on. There’s a nerve right there that when activated, it’ll make a tingling sensation in your danglies and booty hole at the same time. Kind of like a switch, it’ll get your fuck stick to maximum stiffness within seconds.

Then, making our way around to the sensitive testicles that, when sucked on, pull more blood into the area. Causing those nerves to be more sensitive to the touch. Which sensitivity is what we are aiming for with this, correct? Science!!!

And then, the star of the show. The moment you’ve been waiting for when I put my cock holster over your member and give it a good mouth massage. Really slobber, spit, and suck my way through till you blow your load into the back of my throat.

I’ll keep on sucking on that bad boy too. Worshiping means you give your parishioner what they have been praying for 😉

 

Master’s Obedient Whore: A Slave’s Sexual Submission

Cum slut phone sexListen up, you pathetic fucks, I’m about to tell you about the night my neighbor, John, turned me into his submissive slut, and I fucking loved it! I was a cum-guzzling, obedient whore, ready for his every command, you twisted pervs. It was late, and I answered the door, half-asleep, only to be shoved to the floor by Mark, angry that I was clothed, you sadistic fucks. I apologized, but this dominant bastard wasn’t having it. He dragged me to the living room, ripped off my clothes, and spanked my ass until it glowed, you filthy degenerates. Each slap made me wetter, craving his touch, the pain fueling my desire. John called me his whore, and I fucking loved it, you sick fucks. He then dragged me to my bedroom, tied me to the bed, and fucked me like the slut I am. In the morning, he left me bound, waiting for his friends to use my holes, you depraved freaks. I was a quivering mess, craving more, my pussy throbbing with anticipation. Mark, my master, had shown me my true purpose, and I loved every fucking second of it, you disgusting perverts!

So, you pathetic subs, if you want to be dominated by a real man, learn from Mark. He’ll show you what it’s like to be owned and used, and you’ll beg for more, you worthless fucks!

Slap, spank, beat my Submissive Whore ass and pussy Master

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore kneels, hands bound behind my back, a thick leather thong the only thing shielding my nakedness. The butt plug, a relentless intruder, stretches me, a constant reminder of my place. My heart pounds in my chest, because I know how much it is going to hurt. But  I am here because I choose to be, for the release, the surrender, the delicious pain.

My Master circles me, his boots echoing in the silence. His hand, a branding iron, grazes my cheek. I lean into it, my body betraying my defiance. I am a whore, his whore, here to serve his every need. 

“Please, Master,” I whisper, my voice strangled by the collar around my neck. “Punish me. I’ve been a really nasty girl.”

He chuckles, a dark sound that sends shivers down my spine. “You’re always a nasty girl,” he says, his hand wrapping around my throat, not tight enough to cut off my air, but enough to make me feel it. “But I love you for it.”

His hand leaves my neck, and I feel the loss, the cold. Then, the first slap. It echoes in the room, a clap of thunder on my skin. It stings, a sharp, intense pain that radiates, then fades, leaving behind a warmth, a tingle. I moan, my body betraying me, arching into the next hit.

He spanks me, his hand alternates between my cheeks, the blows getting harder, more intense. I feel the heat spreading, my skin turning a delicious red. Each strike pushes the plug deeper, a constant pressure that turns the pain into something else, something more.

He slips a hand between my legs, his fingers finding my clit, swollen and ready. I gasp, my body convulsing. He chuckles again, that dark sound that sends shivers down my spine. He knows, always knows, how to play me.

“Not yet,” he growls, his voice a whip crack in the room. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

He continues, his hand raining down on my flesh. The pain is intense, but I crave it, need it. I need to be beaten into submission, to be his good little fucktoy. I scream, a raw, primal sound, as the next blow lands, my body convulsing, my orgasm teetering on the edge.

He pauses, his breath ragged. I feel his cock, hard and demanding, pressed against my back. He grunts, his hand running down my spine, tracing the welts he’s raised on my skin. “Good girl,” he whispers, his voice a caress. “So fucking beautiful when you’re like this.”

I whimper, my body shaking, my orgasm retreating. I need more, I need him. “Please, Master,” I beg, my voice hoarse. “Use me. I need you to use me like the Extreme bondage I am.”

 

Erotic Submissive Stories that will leave a mark

Erotic Submissive Stories

Saint Andrew must have been a kinky bitch back in the day. To have a piece of furniture named after you that’s used in the BDSM? You know damn well he was slinging dick like it was a hobby. Especially if he’s a saint of women wanting to become mothers…

He had a breeding kink for sure.

But I say all that because that’s what I was strapped to. Facing the cross and feeling those little licks of the flogger against my bare ass. Making it’s little stingy marks.

I love being hooked to one of these for a good impact play scene. Even more so if my Sir decides to put a wearable on me. And then dares me to come without his permission.

Feeling those smacks on my skin from whatever toy he is using, the vibrations of the toy on my bean. Shaking that thing like it has Parkinson’s. Causing me to have it too (lol)

It’s the pain and pleasure aspect I love the most. Especially if you leave some good marks. Deeper the bruise the better.

Just beat me and fuck me till I lose IQ points.

 

Cock worshiping slaves never say no to the master

Cock worshipping

Cock worshiping slaves, submissive whores, cum bitches, we are all of that for you Master. Donatella and I, we would never dare to question your authority. We know you’re supreme white cock will destroy any pussy it comes across. We are truly lucky to have it soak us in cum.

Hardcore bondage Bound and gagged is our existence when Master not stuffing us with cock. Our holes are always wet for you Sir and we are desperate for our punishments! We are slave whores who will always be loyal to you and serve that perfect hard cock.  We are your punching bags, of course, when you want to give us zero mercy we will be ready to take the beating.Slave training

Every moment of every day is spent serving your every need and desire. We are here to please, to submit, to endure. And endure we do. The suffering is intense, the humiliation is unbearable, but the satisfaction of serving our master is unmatched.

Under your masterful Slave training you will inflict as much suffering as possible. Beats our whore asses, leave us bruised and battered. We need to be put in our place. The feeling of being completely at the mercy of our master is intoxicating.