You call Eliana and I into the meeting room, telling us both that we had a performance review. We did not know that all of our superiors would be in one room to judge us. Once we step inside, you tell us that layoffs are happening at the company and we’ve done nothing but be teases. Neither of us are good at our jobs, and the only reason you hired us is so you could all fuck us. Instead, we’ve been dressing in the tiniest, sluttiest clothes and rebuffing your advances. None of you will take that disrespect anymore. If we want to keep our jobs, you’ll have to use us like fuckdolls. One of the bosses grabs Eliana and starts unbuttoning her top to play with her huge tits while you bend me over the table to so you can rub my pussy. You all take turns grabbing us, spanking us, fucking us, and cumming all over our bodies. We don’t want to lose our jobs, so, please, fuck us as much as you want! We both love being company whores.
Category: Spanking chat
Soft bondage gets me over the edge just like any hard dick
Strapped down with a brush slipping over my tits and teasing me until I’m a discomforted mess, I knew I couldn’t ask for anything different than soft bondage. I risk everything every day, and every dangerous moment or breath I give to someone else makes it all feel worth it. I take great bliss in the uncomfortable, in being teased and used. I feel amazing when I can barely breathe and my every nerve is singing at me. I need to be used and somehow this guy knew exactly what he had to do to get me down on the table with straps tied up all over me. My legs spread, my juices leaking onto the table with every tease, my naked body the showpiece for him and his friends. He’s got others staring at me, using me, appeasing their own whims while pushing me past boundaries I didn’t know I had. Too bad those boundaries will be gone by the time they’re done using their submissive whore, just a memory of a stuck-up girl I didn’t know I was. I’m always pushing further, growing more into myself and becoming kinkier. Every day is another step into a taboo-less valley of urges and desires met at every turn. I’m grateful for the experience, even if every touch and tease and abuse brings me just a little further from my husband. I used to be such a nice and cute girl, a wallflower without the slightest idea what this kind of world was like. Maybe that’s why I got addicted so fast, why my urges exploded and the next thing I knew my pussy was my main attraction and my pretty fast was no longer important. Fuck, I need this, I need to be treated like the whore I really am. It makes me feel so real and in the moment to be tortured, even if just a little. I can’t get anything like this with my normal husband, even if I wish he’d change his ways and realize what a submissive slut like me needs.
Jealous subby sluts
What’s better than one subby slut? Two two subby sluts of course. Let me show you what makes me your slave inevitably. Whenever you have a group of girls or one other girl it doesn’t matter just another female around my inner Instinct of being territorial emits. It’s so hard for me to keep a chill mood. At first I am threatened and I need you to have the BDSM chat where you berate me and tell me that I don’t have any Authority. In my mind I like to think that I’m your number one but in reality you will never give me that satisfaction. So I have to learn how to play nice and get comfortable with other girls. Whatever you want you always claim. When I had Clara around she told me that I would be eating her cunt and submitting to her. In some ways I couldnt stop myself from being so wet by being dominated by a subby slut. Clearly it was a battle of the babes and you enjoyed the show.
Dungeon call
I went down for some secret meeting. As a submissive slut I am taught by my master anything can transpire. Down to the dungeon, I went. Every time I have to go there, I am always expecting the worst sometimes it’s bad, sometimes it’s terrible other times it’s a surprise that’s not too bad. After being beaten to a bloody pulp all weekend, I dreaded what it could be. The first rule of the torture chamber is don’t complain. It doesn’t matter if you’re bleeding profusely and you’ve been beaten for hours if you complain or let it be known how unhappy you are, you will be tortured even more. all he wanted was an excellent deep blow job. The kind of Bj that will put him in the best mood ever. Immediately I went on my knees and began to worship Him and deepthroat him. As a thank you he pissed all over my face and gave me a nice slap to the face.
submissive sex for life
All the pain of him spanking me and using me and giving me submissive sex that’s all that has me in a doozy. The pain radiates through my body but I still need him I want him I’m obsessed I can’t help it I’m only for him. As he takes over my body and mind and soul and shoves his dick and me with no remorse he calls up on all his friends to use me up. The spanking the choking the abuse will never stop. I am his and only has and I belong to him for life so he’s going to always let me know with his actions that I have no say so. Now I know that I was born to be a submissive girl