Submissive whore, I dropped to my knees. Master Beast stood over me, his cock already hard, and shoved the fat red ball gag into my mouth. Open wide, slut! The thick red ball stretched my jaw. He yanked the straps tight behind my head until it locked in place. Drool started spilling down my chin. I couldn’t speak. Just pathetic, wet gurgles and whimpers. Master Beast grabbed my hair and slapped my face hard, watching my eyes water. Look at you, gagged like a cheap fuck toy. He yanked my head back and spit on my tits, then pinched and twisted my nipples until I screamed into the gag. My pussy was dripping down my thighs. He kicked my legs apart and shoved two thick fingers deep inside my soaked cunt, pumping roughly while I bucked and drooled helplessly. Every moan came out as a muffled, broken sound. Spit ran down my neck and over my aching tits as he finger banged me harder, slapping my clit until my legs shook. He pulled the gag just long enough to ram his cock down my throat, then strapped it back in, leaving me choking on my own spit and precum. Bound, gagged, and used that’s exactly what I am. A brainless, dripping whore for my Master Beast. By the time he finally pulled the gag out, my jaw was sore, my face was covered in spit and tears, and my cunt was throbbing. I’d never been wetter.




















