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.
Category: Spanking phone sex
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.
beat me to a bloody pulp
My master forced me to go to some of the wildest sex parties. Over and over again, he would tell me how much of a submissive whore I was born to be. Friends he would invite over to use me didn’t respect me if they all traded me like I was a piece of meat. Whenever I would try to leave he would find a way to get me to stay, and even if he didn’t know that I was planning an escape, he always had a plan to make sure that I wouldn’t even dare find my way up. One time I went to one of these parties, and he beat me to a bloody pulp in front of everyone. All he did was laugh and enjoy my pain while all the other guys and girls used me up. I felt like I was about to be fucked over so severely and left for Dead.
Hurt me with your slave training
“Ow! Oh fuck!” The slap of my titties bouncing against each-other after his palm landed firmly to the side was enough to scramble my expression and wet my loins for his effective slave training. I’m a glutton for a little agony every once in a while, and that means when a man gets in his head that I’m a toy to be played with I respect him more if he’s willing to hurt me. I cried out his name, I cried a little in general, and my titties shined a little red. My breaths were heavy, while I moaned and twitched. He had created a rhythm for me, one that had my body in sync with my heart beat. “Harder~” I gasped, begging him to give me all of his passion in a way that I couldn’t ever forget. “Make me bleed.” A lot of men are into a woman who knows her place, I’m one of them, and I get a lot of appreciation. There’s nothing better than a woman that you can smack, hit, abuse and torture, who’ll beg for more with a teary smile and a dripping cunt. “Cum.” I heard him order, and I couldn’t stop myself from giving in and giving him the treat he requested.