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Masters Birthday: Bondage Whore Tales

Bondage WhoreMaster’s birthday was just this past weekend, and I know for damn sure this bondage whore wasn’t expecting it to turn into a massive fuck fest! It was an elegant affair, black tie and little black dress exclusive. Several of the slaves, myself included, were all leashed and collared up, walking behind our Masters like the perfect little pets we are. Master was giving his customary Birthday Speech when he forced me to my knees, on stage, in front of the crowd. He never stopped speaking, but he did pull his massive Daddy cock out and force my red-lipsticked mouth down over it. Master choked me on the stage in front of all of his guests. The customary birthday spanking would be given to me instead of my master! And when the long thin leather paddle serviced I knew I would be trashed until I was black and blue. A trophy for being My Master Good whore! It was when he picked me up by my neck to bend me over and fuck me, I caught a glimpse of the room. All the slaves were getting gang banged like the pretty whores they were. Master kept me all to himself; though from the way he rammed my tight asshole you might think I had six guys in there! Master used me as his special birthday cum dumpster.Bondage Chat


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