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Submissive Slut all My Life

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I am a submissive slut born and raised. It is funny when men ask me about my younger days. Daddy wasn’t a master. He was just a woman hating mean son of a bitch. He scared me. When I turned 18, I left home and never saw him again. I ran right to the arms of a man just like daddy. I know I have daddy issues. Why else would I always get involved with dominant men who want to own and control me? I have never had an equal relationship with a man. Not even my own son. He is an adult now, but he has that same mean streak that daddy did and that his own father had too. He came over last night to borrow money. I knew he just wanted to get high. I never keep cash on hand because of him. When he was still living with me, he would steal it right from my wallet. He is a huge disappointment. He was not happy that I wouldn’t give him money last night. He punished me. It began with some bare bottom spankings. Honestly, it wasn’t that bad. I have been spanked harder in my life. I acted like it hurt something terrible. That was the wrong move for me, because he liked my crying so much, he wanted to hurt me more. He pulled my pantyhose completely off and rammed his fist up my ass. Now, I wasn’t faking the crying. His big hand up my ass raw hurt like hell. The longer he did it, the worst it got, but something is wrong with me. I never fought him off. I never even threatened to call the cops. I know I am a submissive whore, but my pussy was wet from the anal abuse. I don’t know if it was the pain I enjoyed or the fact that my son was my abuser. Who am I kidding? It was both factors that made me wet.


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