Bondage chat, anyone? It is no secret that I like to be tied up. My master offered me to another friend of his for the weekend. My master got duped. He was told by his close associate that he just wanted to rent his whore for a few hours for some bondage pictures. The guy is a BDSM photographer too. It is a hobby of his. He likes to tie women up and take pictures of them. My master saw no harm in that. When Eddie showed up at my place, I knew something was off about this guy. He did not give me photographer vibes. I was not in the position to question him. I am just a bondage and submission whore. I cannot stop a man from doing anything. He did tie me up and took photos, but he brought in a friend once I was tied up. I tried to question what was going on and got slapped so hard, I bit my lip and it bled. This stranger walked into my house and paid my master’s associate a lot of money. For what, I was about to find out. The guy looked scary. He was much younger than my master or his associate. The younger the man is, the meaner he usually is, has been my experience. He walked over to me tied up on the floor and pissed in my mouth. He kicked me when I let a little of his piss run out of my mouth. I was scared. This guy was mean and ready to break me. I am a submissive sex whore. I do not need to be broken in, but this guy just wanted to abuse me. He spit on me, kicked me some more. He eventually fucked my ass and pussy, but he made sure to let me know that an old whore like me does not deserve to cum. In fact, if I orgasmed, he would beat me senseless. When my master found out his prized bitch was beaten up and used in such a humiliating way, he was livid. But nothing he could do. The damage was done.
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Prostate Milking Pet
When Master Tomas first took me under his wing and showed me what it was really like to be a submissive slut, there was one thing he insisted on. Well, besides expecting complete submission, that is. He told me that if I didn’t know anything about prostate milking, I’d better learn. Apparently, the orgasms from that are incredible and that’s what he likes almost every time unless he’s in a hurry and just wants a quickie from me. So, I made it my mission to learn exactly how to do it because I just wanted to please him all of the time.
Do you also like having your prostrate milked? Master says that it just feels so good. And I love the way the cum seems to just explode from his cock when I’m milking him. It turns me on so much, but of course, I don’t do anything about that because I don’t want to upset Master. He doesn’t let me touch myself in front of him unless he tells me that I can. If you’re looking for a submissive little whore, I would like to offer myself up to you. I’ll be ready and waiting for you, Sir.
Slave Training Toilet Whore
I’m a naughty subby slut and I need punishment, daddy. Slave training me as a toilet whore is exactly my place. I am your submissive that will be here for your use. You can treat me like you would any little slave slut. I am your slave slut. My mouth is for your use. I will suck your cock, drain your balls and drink your pee. My tongue can be your toilet paper, your bidet, or even your personal ass licker. I will use it to your desires. I am often forced to lick buttholes and have been since I was young. My sole being is to be your slave. Fuck my holes and sell them to the biggest cock owners that you wih to see destroy me. This is my pleasure, sir.
Rape phone sex fantasies
He was supposed to protect me and keep me safe, but instead he was choking me out and telling me not to fucking speak! I was terrified, but the way he was handling me turned me on more than I wanted to admit. We were inside a closet down at the porn studio, surrounded by cleaning supplies and clean mop heads. He pulled his cock out, forced me to my knees, and spit on it. “Put it in your mouth you fucking whore!” He snapped, slapping me hard in the back of the head. I gasped as he pushed me forward, and his cock got shoved all the way to the back of my throat. I tried to push away even though I liked it, but there was nowhere to go. I was trapped, his more willing than resistant victim. He started molesting my tits, pulling them out. “You owe me this.” He growled in my ear as I cried over it, quietly. Before I knew what was happening he pulled my mouth off of his cock, bent me over, and started pounding into me so fucking hard I knew they must have heard us all the way in the studio! I was moaning out, even though his hand was clamped tighter than my cunt over my mouth. I wanted it now, and he was going to fucking give it to me.