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Master’s Bondage Whore

Bondage whore

You asked me to come over last night and dress to impress but leave the panties at home. I showed up in black thigh-high stockings, black strappy high heels and a little black dress that was tight enough to see everything you’d wish to see. I was so nervous and excited to see you Master! What I didn’t expect was for your two friends to be there too! That made me even more excited and I could feel my pussy getting wet at the thought of what you had in store for me. You had me come stand in front of you and you put a cherry red ballgag in my mouth and told me to be a good little toy for you and your friends. You then handcuffed my hands and had me stand in the corner of the room. I was shocked when you pulled my hands above my head and cuffed me to the ceiling. One of your friends came over and pulled my dress down, exposing my fat tits which he then put painfully tight clamps on. I started crying through the gag when you slapped me and reminded me that toys don’t cry. I remembered that the whole time while you and your friends took turns ravaging my cunt but I couldn’t help screaming onto the gag when you shoved your cock into my tight little asshole and fucked it hard and fast. I was simply hanging like a piece of meat, cum dripping from both holes until you decided you were done playing with me and sent me home to clean myself up. I was hurting so much and I’m certain I’ll be sore for days. But you know what Master? I can’t wait until next time…


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