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Do me dirty like daddy did

Bondage and submission

As a submissive slave whore I don’t have a choice of what happens to my body and soul. I’m a sucker for abuse and torture. your a submissive whore you have little choice to what happens to my body and soul.  I would love nothing more of you being my master and controlling me with your big angry cock. I’m hooked on the look you give me before you swing, making me feel comfortable and manipulating at the same time. My deadbeat daddy didn’t care so I’m constantly looking and always down the wrong path. Do you have it in you to take all the anger out on me? Dominate the fuck outa me while I’m tied up?

The only way I feel any joy is if I’m scared for my life. I need that intense validation to keep me happy. Without pain I have no pleasure in my tight tootsie. I just love it when y’all call and creep me out. Makes my kitty pure and pulsate, waiting for you to take. Daddy always told me I was nothing but a “loser fuck bitch whore”. Beating me down emotionally and physically until I squirted. Just like daddy did I deserve no satisfaction unless it cums from you. Are you ready to rip me up and shred me from the inside out?

Bondage and submission to keep me tame

I’m a handful without a baddie daddy. I crave the fear when he choked me out. So use your power and strength to put my little ass in check. He’d work along with you if given the chance. Tied down and gagged is what I prefer. Barely able to breathe as you rip and tear my twat from the inside out. Gaping wet and stretch covering every inch of your sick dick. Just to be force fed down my throat. Gagging on my own sweet cum.

Whether you slam me to the ground and spit on my face, or fuck me up the ass till I scream, I’m still gonna cream myself. Pack my holes till I have tears running down my eyes. You get off on the sound of me choking and clinging for life. I love it extreme and I know you have it in you. I enjoy being humiliated. I drip with excitement and burst when completely blown out. Cum rageful fuck me baby and show me what expected to be your forever nasty slave whore.

Bare Bottom Spankings and Punish Fucks

Bare Bottom Spankings have always been something that straightened me up when I was being Bratty. My Naked body bound with arms and legs tied, as my ass got spanked until it was red, hot and aching. But Since I’ve been talking to Lawrence, my bratty side has come out to play much more. Lawrence introduced me to the “punish fuck”.

Not only does my naked bottom get spanked…

My Tits get slapped, and my wet little pussy gets smacked too. I get so hot and so fucking wet and turned on. Lawrence knows just how to take care of me and make my cunny cum again and again. I get so turned on as he spanks my tits over and over, and sometimes he does it with his cock deep inside. He pulls on my nipples and spanks my little sloppy box. It make me swell right up, and I get turned on and practically beg him to fuck me.

Punish Fucks are extreme but I’m an extreme player. The Pleasure is so much more than the pain. We fuck hard, and fast. Rough and deep. Lawrence makes his way towards my G-spot, and clears his way for a straight and narrow Lightening bolt straight to my sweet spot. His dick plummets deep and hard, hammering my g spot. While fucking me hard, He also gets a big dildo and rams deep and hard in my ass. So it’s like I’m being punished by 2 hard cocks.

If that isn’t the best attitude adjustment, I don’t know what is.

If I’ve been extra bad, he will cover me in his home made  golden nectar, and I’ll have to swallow him down. Lawrence punish fucks me more than a handful of times, forcing me to cover his face, fingers and cock with all my sweet creamy cum. My Main objective is to make him cum as many times as possible. I can’t wait to see what next time we talk holds…

I’ve always wanted to tell Lawrence- ” By punish fucking me, it’s not really a punishment. I still get to cum buckets. Just with a few bruises and a completely red and purple ass…. I think I look prettier this way!”

 

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Extreme fetish phone sex calls are the best!

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Extreme fetish phone sex fantasies always make my sub slut pussy drip!

My last caller needed a whore to use for the night.

I didn’t get many details, just that he was old enough to be my Dad and wanted the nastiest slut he could find.

He offered to pay extra for me to dress like he wanted.

I showed up in a long coat, stockings, garters and no panties underneath, just like he asked.

As I made my way into the hotel room and took my coat off, I couldn’t help but notice his companions in the room with us.

Three massive, drooling beasts surrounded me.

They sniffed me and licked at my hand as I tried to pet them.

That old man stood there, slowly stroking his cock and holding their leashes.

He ordered me to get on my knees and suck his dick.

I did as I was told but the second my lips wrapped around his cock, he dropped the leashes.

This made me a little nervous but I didn’t let it show.

Taking his cock as deep in my throat as I could, I looked up at him.

He looked down, smiled at me with a sick grin and put his hand on the back of my head.

Holding me down with his dick stuffed in my throat, he yelled out a command that I didn’t recognize.

Suddenly, all three of his furry friends were lapping at my pussy.

The old man snapped his fingers causing one of them to mount me.

His claw digging into my back stung a little but I was distracted by his big dick poking into my pussy.

The old pervert kept fucking my face while the beast dick in my cunt swoll up with a fat knot.

My mouth filled with cum but the old man told me to swallow his nut and keep milking his dick with my lips.

He wanted me to keep sucking him off over and over until each of his pets had a turn breeding my slut hole.

If you have a kinky fantasy even close to being this hot then I’m the whore you need to call!

Erotic BDSM Stories Donatella Lets You Take the Lead Tonight

Erotic BDSM StoriesTonight, I’m all yours, completely at your mercy. The silk of my lingerie clings to my curves, teasing every inch of my body, while I kneel at your feet, waiting for your command. My pulse races just thinking about how good it feels to surrender, to give you full control, and I shiver with anticipation under your gaze.

I’ve read so many Erotic BDSM Stories, but nothing compares to the thrill of feeling your hands on me, guiding me, testing me. You’ll discover exactly how obedient I can be, how desperate I am to please you, and how far I’ll go to earn your approval. Every whisper, every flick of the wrist, every gentle tug of the restraints excites me beyond words. I’m trembling just imagining your eyes tracing the lines of my body as I follow your instructions without hesitation.

My hands rest softly in my lap, but I’m ready to obey instantly. If you tell me to crawl, I’ll crawl. If you tell me to kneel, I’ll sink to the floor, eager for your touch. There’s nothing I crave more than the sound of your voice telling me what to do, the authority in your tone making me melt with every order. I live to serve, to submit, and tonight, I’m offering myself completely, no holds barred.

You’ll love the way I respond to the smallest gestures, how I arch my back to entice you, how I let out soft, eager moans when you give me attention. I want to feel your power and strength, your hands exploring me as I surrender willingly. Every inch of me is ready for your pleasure, and I’ll do everything I can to ensure you’re satisfied. The anticipation is almost unbearable, my body trembling with excitement at the thought of being commanded by someone as dominant and handsome as you.

I’m dressed for you, but it’s not just my lingerie that’s yours… it’s my mind, my body, my devotion. I ache to be tested, to be pushed to my limits, to feel the delicious sting of discipline mingled with pleasure. Your satisfaction is my obsession, and I’ll eagerly comply with every order, every whim, every desire.

Tonight, you take the lead, and I am your willing, submissive muse. I exist to obey, to entice, and to surrender. Let your imagination run wild… I’m ready for anything, eager to prove how much I adore being under your control. Every shiver, every gasp, every whispered “Yes, Master” is proof that I am yours entirely, and tonight, I’ll show you just how intoxicating my submission can be. 

 

Submissive slut mommy Jessica

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Jessica the submissive slut is back with another kinky and nasty story about being owned.

I came home from a long night and was cornered by my son again.

He saw the way I looked with my hair all tangled and sticky with cum.

My clothes were torn and had spots of jizz dried to them.

No matter how many times we do this, he knows that I can’t help myself.

I always end up going out and letting multiple men destroy my fuck holes.

He’s punished me for it so many times but every weekend I end up in the same torn up, worn out position.

This time he wasn’t as patient as the times before.

He slapped me across the face and called me a worthless cum dump slut.

Telling me how disgusting I was wasn’t enough.

I was forced to open my mouth so that he could shove his dick down my throat.

If you guessed that he fucked my face, you would be wrong.

He let loose and filled my mouth with his hot, yellow piss.

Swallowing what I could, I let the rest spill down my chin and drip down my body.

This enraged my son.

He slapped me even harder and told me what a nasty bitch I am.

After that, he forced me to put my lips to the floor and drink up the spilled piss puddle.

While I was trying to slurp up as much of it as I could, he was behind me drilling his hard dick into my whore asshole.

I didn’t dare fight him off or resist.

My holes were already wallowed out and oozing with the cum from so many other men.

Are you ready to use me as a submissive fuck toy too, since that’s all I’m good for?

 

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Donatella Raw Late Night Talk

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I’m sitting on my master’s couch, deep in his mansion, legs relaxed, letting his attention settle on me. My voice stays low and real as we talk, and Extreme Fetish Phone Sex slips between us without needing a name. He’s close, focused on me in that way that feels consuming, hands warm as they rest on my thighs. I let him kiss my lips slowly, not rushed, just enough to make him linger. He’s obsessed, and I feel it in the way his touch pauses, like he’s savoring the moment.

I don’t rush or perform; I sit there confident, letting my presence do what it does. He’s drawn to me, to my skin, my tone, the way I hold myself when I know I’m wanted. I love how he enjoys me in the privacy of his home, making me feel like I’m on top of the world.  His fingers move along my thighs again, slow and deliberate, like he doesn’t want the feeling to end. I lean in, kissing him back, keeping everything grounded, steady, and unforced. He reacts to my calm confidence, to the way I let his fascination exist without feeding it chaos.

I talk softly, close to him, letting words mix with breath and silence. Nothing is forced here, no hype, just two sex addicts choosing a moment and staying in it. The chandelier fades into the background while his attention stays locked on me. I let him feel how desired he is too, because control and devotion move both ways. My voice remains steady, affectionate, never exaggerated, never distant. He listens like every word matters, like I’m something he doesn’t want to lose. I stay right there on the couch in my sexy lingerie, letting closeness build without pushing it anywhere.

The energy settles into something thick and intimate, but still calm and controlled. I remind him through tone alone that this fascination is welcome and held safely as I push his head towards my wet cunt as he forcefully opens up my legs to devour me nonstop. He exhales, hands resting, eyes fixed on me like he’s exactly where he wants to be. I stay present, letting the moment stretch naturally instead of racing it. Nothing feels staged, nothing feels rushed, just chosen.

When I finally shift, it’s slow, intentional, leaving him aware of my absence before it happens. That’s the kind of impression I leave, quiet but heavy. He stays there thinking about me, about my voice, my skin, my composure. I know exactly how that feels, and I let it sit with him. The atmosphere is built on lust, desire, and intention, nothing more and nothing less. I remain calm, confident, and fully myself, which is what keeps him wanting me even more. The memory lingers quietly, waiting to be returned to whenever the urge rises again. Until then, I stay unforgettable, composed, desired, and undeniably present in his thoughts long after the room settles.

Bondage and Submission Makes Cunts Tingle

Bondage and submission  Bondage and submission is something I fell in love with when I was with my ex-boyfriend. He was the one who introduced me to it, and from the very first time he tied me up, I knew that’s what I wanted – to be his submissive slut forever.

He had this dominant side that just took control of everything around him, including me. The way he would look at me with those piercing eyes made my heart race and my pussy wet. He knew exactly how to push my buttons and make me crave for more of his dominance.

Once Upon a Time

The first time he restrained me, it felt like an electric current running through my body. Every fiber of my being screamed for release as he bound me tighter and tighter with leather straps and ropes. But at the same time, there was a part of me that loved being helpless under his control. It turned me on beyond belief knowing that all decisions were taken away from me; all I could do was submit myself completely to him – both physically and emotionally.

As he started beating on different parts of my body – especially where it hurt most – a strange sense of pleasure overtook any pain or discomfort I might have felt initially . His rough hands against soft skin sent shivers down spine while moans escaped lips uncontrollably . Each slap echoed through room , reverberating off walls like thunderous applause . And every time hot tears streamed down cheeks , they only served remind us how deeply entwined our souls truly were .

Being submissive for him wasn’t just about sexually; it was about giving myself completely over to him – mind, body and soul. It made me feel wanted, desired and needed in a way that no other relationship ever had before. He owned every part of me – my heart ,my mind ,and especially my holes .

Bondage whore Jessica is tied up and ready to be used!

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What good is a bondage whore if she’s not tied up and ready to be fucked?

My filthy cunt was already worn out and packed full of sticky cum shots by the time my son came home and tied me up.

I tried to avoid running into him.

When I got home, I went straight for the shower.

He sensed that I was up to something, followed up upstairs and cornered me in the bathroom.

Before I even had time to say anything he reached under my skirt and grabbed my cunt.

His fingers sunk into my gaped, worn out and cum filled pussy.

I could tell that he knew where I had been and what I had been doing.

The look on his face showed both excitement and disapproval.

I knew that I would be punished for giving up my cunt without his permission.

At the time, I was caught up in a moment, horny as fuck and couldn’t resist.

Now, I was face to face with my Master with no choice but to accept the consequences.

He ordered me to squat down and spread my legs.

Doing so allowed him to see just how gaped and ruined my cunt was.

A big gush of cum started rolling out of my destroyed pussy right in front of him.

My whole head turned when he slapped me across the face as hard as he could.

I was called every degrading thing you can think of.

He spent the entire afternoon, slapping me, spanking me and spitting in my face.

I was even forced to kneel with my mouth open so that I could be used as his toilet.

When it came time for him to leave, he dropped me off at a trap house down town.

I was stripped naked and tied up with my thighs spread apart to hold my pussy open.

Being tied up and left for the free use of any and everyone was the last step of my punishment and the most brutal.

Sub slut Jessica will tell you all about it when you call…

Submissive Sex Chat with Donatella Craving Controlled Desire

Submissive Sex ChatThe moment I hear his voice, my body melts before my mind even registers it. Submissive Sex Chat with him isn’t just words; it’s a current that pulls me under, leaving me shaking with anticipation. I feel my heartbeat spike as he reminds me to kneel, to focus, to listen, every instruction laced with control and promise. “Good girl,” he whispers, and it’s enough to make my knees wobble with longing.

I obey instantly, every movement precise because I want him to see that I crave his dominance. He guides me slowly, firmly touching my big titties, deliberately while slowly fingering my wet yummy pussy, telling me how to place my hands, how to arch my back, and how to respond. His voice is firm but teasing, each command dripping with desire, and I feel myself heating under the weight of his attention. “Touch yourself for me,” he orders, and I shiver at the permission, the command, the need to please him perfectly.

Soft whispers and sharp instructions mix together, creating a rhythm I can’t escape. I love the way he notices every shiver, every breath I take, every tiny twitch of need. His control makes me desperate, stretching my limits in ways I didn’t know I wanted. I moan softly, careful to match the pace he sets, to stay within the boundaries he draws. Every correction from him is electric, reminding me exactly who is in charge and why I crave it so deeply.

“Eyes on me,” he says, and I obey instantly, feeling the tug of power in my chest. My entire being narrows into focus on him alone. Each command, each teasing order, heightens my craving, makes me ache with anticipation, makes me tremble with submission. I feel exposed and cherished all at once, every nerve alert, every sense alive, tuned only to his voice, his pleasure, his approval.

By the time he finally lets me relax, my body is trembling, flushed, and humming with satisfaction. I crave more, even as I catch my breath, even as I feel the burn of obedience lingering through my muscles. He has guided me exactly where he wanted, controlling every pulse of desire, shaping every moment of pleasure. I am his, fully surrendered, completely addicted to the thrill of being molded by him. The intensity of his dominance leaves me dizzy and weak, and I would follow every command forever, if he only asked.

BDSM Phone Sex, Bruised Tits and Spanked Ass

BDSM Phone Sex BDSM Phone Sex Is what I Live for! Especially Since My RL Dom Moved to Florida. I am seeking a new Dom, and until I find one Phone BDSM is what will keep me in check. I Like Demanding Daddies that know what they want from a little slut like me. Made for your use and abuse. Violation and molestation. Spanks, Slaps and smacks. Use your hands or tools and devices. My Dom did give me quite the send off, let me tell you all about it.

Daddy was Leaving me, This was it.

First, he wanted me to give him the best blow job I could muster. I did this with pride, if there is one thing I am amazing at, it is definantly Sucking big cocks. I slurped him up and sucked deep. A Slow sensual suck job, letting him own my throat one last time. Holding myself face down on his lap, until I almost passed out.

He told me to present myself. Lying on my back I opened my body to him. It was going to be his body, one last time. Landing between my legs, he teased my meat curtains with his cock knob, spanking my clit hard to awaken her. Then he entered me, with a forceful plunge. That’s when slapping my tits began. His hands coming down hard as he demanded I tell him I was going to miss him, and no one would ever fuck me the way he did.

Slap!

Slap! My tits burned searing hot, slap after hard slap. My nipples tight and hard, buzzed with warm heat. His man hands came down hard slapping both my boobs at the same time. I watched as the went from bright red to purple speckles.

Then he flipped me over like a rag doll, and pounded the hell out of me with his raw, naked cock. Fucking me hard and Spanking my ass harder. I felt the slamming sting of each blow. I came so fucking hard on his Cock. He fired off inside me, sinking his cock deep. I felt him pulse inside as his cock finally gave into my wet pussy and filled me so good.

Bruised Tits and Welted ass Looks good On me, I sure am going to miss him.

 

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