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In Need of a Rough Fuck

I am in need of a nice good hard fuck. I want to be used and abused. Fucked raw and cum deep inside of me. Let your friends fuck me, let your family fuck me, let your furry friends fuck me. Eat me and beat me. Force those big cocks deep inside of my tight little pussy and fat ass. You know you want to hit on me, smack my face and spit on me. Force your cocks deep down my throat until I am gagging on them or throwing up all over that dick. You can even shove that cock as far as it can go down my throat and shoot that hot load all down my throat. Nothing like using a sweet bald pussy to make all your friends cum. You can fuck me in front of everyone or take me in the back and do all those naughty things you can’t talk about. Whatever it is that you want, please use me. My holes need to be stretched and I think you are just the man for the job.

 

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Anything For You

submissive whoreHe came home with that twinkle in his eye and I immediately knew what he wanted. I smiled as I walked to our little secret room and put on the newest addition he had purchased. The metal against my skin was cold and hard, my pussy was already wet. I saved the collar for him as he always likes to put it on me. He then had me stand so he could admire my body. It was not quite to his liking, so he pulled the buckles a little tighter and then snapped on the leash. I got down on all fours and crawled behind him as he led me to the basement. There he lifted me and bent me over the couch with my hands bound behind me. He took out his favorite paddle and started spanking my bare bottom. He started slowing and firm, a type of rhythmic motion. Just as I had grown accustomed to his pattern, he started striking me harder and faster. My ass was on fire, but my pussy was pulsating with desire. He saw that and took a big scoop of ben gay and slathered my juicy wet cunt with it before ramming a thick long vibrator inside. He turned it on full speed and laughed as I flinched and cried out in pain. He moved in front of me and put on a mouth brace before ramming his throbbing pre cum soaked hard cock deep in my throat.

Submissive Slut Shown Her Place

Submissive SlutI may be a submissive slut at home, but I’m a boss ass bitch at the office. I own those men, and they know it; I silently tease all their sweet cocks. I had just gotten my promotion, and was leaving the office for the day when one of the new guys stepped on with me. I was surprised he was still there. In between floors, he turned the elevator, and the lights, off.
He slammed me into the wall, using my throat to pin me. I was gasping for breath. “You fucking cunt. You think you’re hot shit. You aren’t; you’re just my cunt to use as I please.” He forced me to my knees, and shoved his hot cock right down my throat. I choked on him for longer than I could handle.
He used my little fuck hole until he was cumming down my throat. I was begging and screaming around his fat cock. Anything to make it stop. And yet my cunt was crazy wet! Did I even want it to stop?

Submissive Slut Secretary

submissive slutI was hired as a submissive slut secretary over 20 years ago. This virus benched me from the office. My master / boss is much older and being among the public is more dangerous for his health than mine. We have worked around being in the office, however. We can still consult with clients and potential clients with Zoom and other similar platforms. Sometimes, I must give master or one of his associates a special show like yesterday. It is challenging to hurt yourself. I will never hit myself or fuck my cunt or ass as hard as you would, or my master would. And bare bottom spankings are near impossible. But when master asks me to do something, I have no choice. It is not really a request. I did my best striptease. I was dressed professionally yet seductively too. Master likes me to look sexy but not sexy like a trailer trash whore. I utilized some stripper moves, but I knew a seductive dance was not the only request. I had to insert things in my ass and cunt. Things not meant to go in either hole. The ruler in my cunt was not bad, but the stapler hurt like hell and I almost lost the computer mouse. Master and his associate were jacking off watching the submissive whore do whatever they said. I have a love hate relationship with self-torture. On one hand, I am a pain slut. On the other hand, even a pain slut has her limits. Master was in a mood. Maybe it was because this was the first extreme fun he has had with me in months. Maybe it was his friend egging him on. Maybe it was cabin fever. Whatever it was, my holes are sore as fuck today. But I am a good whore. I always do what I am told.

It Started When I Was Young

submissive whoreFrom an early age I knew that I liked submission. I craved it. I always was drawn to the mean guys. You know the ones that degrade and were sometimes forceful. My first experience was as a teen. My boyfriend decided he would like to blindfold me and tie me up. I didn’t even hesitate and gladly agreed. He must have gotten an extra dose of testosterone that day because he was an animal. He started nice enough and teased and fucked my pussy but soon he became a little rougher. He untied me and bent me over his knee and started spanking me. With his hands between my legs he felt my pussy getting wet. That set him into overdrive, and he was soon throwing me to the bed and spanking my pussy. I think when I started to moan from excitement, he took that as a sign to use and abuse me. He took out a belt and whipped my tits, leaving them swollen and bloody. I didn’t even try to fight back. I fucking loved it. He shoved a cucumber up my ass and fucked my pussy. I moved my ass taking it in deeper. Instead of cumming in my pussy he shot his load all over my face and I licked it off my lips. His dick was hard again, and he turned me over and pounded my ass. There was nothing he could do that I said no to. I even smiled and spread my legs when he brought in his little furry friend to play.

Submissive Whore Brutalized Over Broken Condom


Submissive WhoreMaster snatched the pregnancy test from the hands of his submissive whore, and slapped me hard across the face. “You stupid cunt.” He growled as he picked me up by my throat. “I’m going to beat that fuck out of you.” I whined, but my cunt was growing wet. Master’s cock is so fucking huge, it’s not uncommon for us to have condoms bust.
I knew exactly which one this accidental knock up was from too. Six weeks ago, Master had me bound to a tree in the garden and had gotten so rough with my cunt as he forced himself into me, the condom busted right as he was spilling his sticky seed into my submissive whore snatch.
He dragged me by my hair from the bathroom, snapping me back to reality. Master bound my ankles and wrists and hung me in his favorite style just like a piñata . He grabbed his favorite baseball bat, yes the one wrapped in barbed wire, and took six solid swings straight into my belly. “I’m going to beat the fuck out of you worthless piece of shit!” Master hates little ones.
I was screaming for mercy as the bruises welled up, black and blue beneath where he beat me. He punched me in my mouth, and I spit out a bloody tooth. My poor pussy was getting so wet at all of this sadistically brutal abuse.
After an hour of being used like a punching bag, my cunt still wasn’t bleeding and Master was getting impatient, so he grabbed a big butchers knife and took quick, angry steps towards his submissive whore. Pressing the blade into my belly button, Master dragged it down to my cunt. A thin trickle of blood followed the butchers knife. It mixed with the wetness between my legs, and that seemed to calm him a bit. He grabbed me by my face, and pulled me in so close. “I’m going to let you get big, fat as a fucking house. And then, you stupid little bitch, I’m going to stick a razor sharp coat hanger up your slutty snatch and rip that thing out with my bare hands.” He was foaming at the mouth, in a hellishly evil rage. “I’ll bash that meatball’s head in and make you eat brains, just because it’s a broken condom bastard and no son of mine is being born by a whore!” He screamed, cracking me in the head with the baseball bat. That was the last thing that I remembered.

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A Submissive Slut in Stockings

submissive slutThis submissive slut has a pantyhose and stocking fetish. Ever since I was a little girl, I was keenly aware that men love a woman in stockings, pantyhose, or thigh highs. My mother wore stockings and garter belts. She looked so beautiful and sexy in them. I would watch her pull the stockings up each leg, affix the snaps, then adjust the seams. She always slipped on a pair of sexy high heels afterwards and walked around the house teasing my father. My dad was an asshole, however. A mean and dominant man who enjoyed abusing his wife, especially in front of his daughter. He would rip her stockings off and tie her to the bed with her own stockings. He would humiliate her, saying things like sexy lingerie will never class up a gutter slut like you. When she left us, she took all her pretty things with her. I was sad. When I got older and my legs got longer, I purchased my own stockings and garter belts. Now, my fetish for nylons is appreciated by my master. My master is old school. When I am wearing black stockings and high heels, he is on his knees caressing my feet, smelling them, even kissing them. Something erotic to him about a slave in stockings. He loves the way my ass looks framed by the garter belt too. He starts to realize he is showing a weak side of himself and he throws me over his knee for some bare bottom spankings on my perfectly framed ass. Often, he will tie me up with my stockings too. He will rub his cock against my silky legs, or maybe make me give him a foot job in my sexy stockings. He loves seeing his slave in black stockings, but he will never let me get the upper hand, even though he is weak for women in stockings, pantyhose and thigh highs.

 

At Your Service For Submissive Sex

Submissive sex slave is my place. I hooked up with a blind date, well not so much a date as a new Master decided to make me hook for him. I was a sex slave at the service of this guy that wanted a dirty little whore to do everything. I was paid to be that whore and I had to undress provocatively for him and then undress him. I knelt down between his legs like a dirty little whore and sucked his dick. I worshiped that cock with my mouth like my life depended on it. Well my livelihood did because my new Master would certainly do a number to me if I didn’t please my date like a dirty little slut should. I sucked his cock like a sloppy deep throating whore until he shot. I felt his cum slide down my throat as he grabbed me by the throat and told me I was a good whore and shoved me to the bed and took my pussy roughly fucking and choking me for what seemed like an eternity.

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Risque With My Riding Crop

BDSM Phone SexI’ve already been bound to the bed for six hours. Master snatched me right up from the office, and took me directly to his dungeon. He said I’d been being too bold in public, and he was going to teach me a lesson. Well, that lesson involved getting chained down and whipped within an inch of my life with his horse riding crop. The bruises have blossomed on every patch of pale skin, and my cunt is just wetter and wetter. I need this pain, I beg for in in my mind. Today, fantasy is a reality. Every time he offers a new red hot spot of pain across my smooth skin, my pussy clenches and i thank him aloud. A whore always needs to know her place.

 

 

He Tied Me Up

submissive whoreHe caught me with my vibrator again and I knew that I was in even more trouble than I had been in before. He had told me that if he caught me again that the punishment would not be pleasant. I walked down the stairs to the basement where he was waiting for me. He told me to kneel with my hands in front of me. I did as I was told, and he bound my hands in gloves and lifted me up. He walked me over to where hooks hung from the ceiling and bars leaned up against the wall. He took my hands and attached them to the hook above my head. He then placed my legs in a spreader bar and attached a rod between my legs leading to my pussy. He then removed a paddle from his box, ripped open my shirt and proceeded to paddle my tits until they were bright red and my nipples were swollen. As tears rolled down my face and I tried to catch my breath he attached a wand to the bar between my legs, pushed it close to my clit and turned it on. I immediately felt my body begin to orgasm. He sat there watching me and when he could see my clit becoming engorged, he would flick it with a stick. The pain was enormous. Who would have though that orgasms could bring such unpleasantness? As I sobbed from the torture he just laughed as he turned off the lights leaving me in a dark room with only the sound of the wand and my cries.