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Torture Phone Sex Calls With Master Paul
Torture phone sex
calls always get my juices flowing, being an accomplice whore gets me so juicy wet, today we force fucked my young sisters pussy as mommy and daddy watched us molest her hairless pussy, I had the biggest strap on I could find, it happenes to be about thirteen inches long and I am shoving it deep in her tight hole, no lube or spit, just straight dick, ripping her pussy open, as she squeals like a pig, Mommy cries and begs us to stop, which only fuels the fire inside of me, Master Paul shoves his thick dick in moms mouth, gagging her, her eyes watering as she gobbles his dick down her whore throat. I tell him to fuck mommy’s throat harder.
Master Paul instructs me to shove my dildo in mother’s asshole, fuck her deep, make her shit on that dildo and suck it clean, be a good submissive accomplice for your Master, he says, and that’s just what I do. Who should we torture next? Maybe granny, fill her wrinkled pussy with cum and make mommy and daddy suck it all out; it feels good to be an accomplice instead of the victim this time. I could get used to this shit.
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Submissive Whore Gets Slave Training In Extreme Bondage
I knelt on the cold floor, a submissive whore, my wrists bound tight behind my back, shivering in anticipation. Master didn’t ask, he commanded. He gripped my hair, yanking my head back with a sharp tug that exposed my throat, and then he shoved two thick fingers deep into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering as he pushed past my tongue, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. He impaled me with a heavy silicone plug, jamming it into my tight pussy with one brutal, uncompromising thrust.
“Do you say no, Edith?” he growled, his palm cracking across my cheek.
“No, Master,” I whimpered, my hips instinctively bucking, trying to swallow the plug deeper. He flipped me over, spreading my cheeks wide, and drove a thick glass dildo into my tight ass. I screamed, my body shaking from the sudden stretch, but I pushed back against the intrusion, craving the feeling of being split open. He spent the hour rotating toys, swapping the glass for a vibrating plug and the silicone for a ribbed shaft, drilling me relentlessly. Every time I gasped for air, he shoved his cock into my mouth, pumping deep into my throat until I choked on his cock. I realized then that my only purpose was to be filled; my body was nothing more than a playground for his whims.



















