Grudge Fuck

submissive whore robynMaster fucked me so hard last night. He had a bad day and took it all out on me.
Just touching my sore pussy is sending jolts of pain through my body and hot pussy juice is escaping my cunt lips.
Despite the pain, or maybe because of it, I can’t take my hands off myself. Master would be so mad if he knew I was doing this, but I can’t stop.
The knock on the door brings me back to reality and makes me jump.
Reluctantly I put on my robe and answer the door. Standing in front of me is a skinny boy that looks like he could be a girl with no shape. He is selling cleaning products door to door.
I shouldn’t, but I invite him in and show him a stain that I haven’t been able to get out of the carpet. When he bends over to treat the stain with his product I can’t stop staring at his tight little ass.
I don’t know why but the overwhelming urge to grudge fuck that ass with my strap on comes over me.
I begin to fantasize about what it would be like to be the one taking all my frustrations out on someone else.
How would it feel to rip his pants down to his knees and just fuck him hard and deep, not caring if I rip him opened or not?
What would it feel like to be the dominant one for a change and not the submissive?
Suddenly I realize my robe is opened, my hand is on my pussy, and I am cumming hard. The feeling of it dripping down my leg snaps me back.
There he is looking up at me with wide eyes and an impressive cock in his hand.
I shouldn’t. It is a grave indiscretion. But I let him fuck my sore and dripping wet pussy.
Guess he is going to have another stain to clean.

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