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Submissive slut Jessica needs to be owned

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Jessica the jizz rag whore is here to serve as your submissive slut. I’m just another worthless set of cum holes that grew up getting used like a fuck toy by every man in my life and became obsessed with cock. Same story, different slut. Let’s not waste time on the details of how I became an owned whore or why I’m so well trained and know my place as a submissive, cum bucket. We can get straight into how you’re going to use my filthy fuck holes for your pleasure. Master prefers to fuck me while I’m tied up and can’t get away from him but, you can take my holes however you want. I’m well used but still tight enough to squeeze your dick and take your nut. Just like Master promised, you’ll have no limits access to my body and will be able to force fuck my cunt, ass and face along with all of the friends you invite to use me. Once you rent me and he drops me off, you have full control over what happens to me and how I’m allowed to react to it. It doesn’t matter if I’m getting slapped across the face while your friends ream my pussy and asshole with their huge, hard dicks. I know that my place is to serve as an obedient whore even when my cunt and shit hole are being stretched and destroyed over and over again. Even when my worn out pussy and ass are gaped, filled to the brim and oozing with sticky cum, I’ll eagerly serve you with a smile on my slut face. I would get into serious trouble if master knew how wet I’m getting at the thought of being used up by you and every dick you know. 

Cum Slut Phone Sex With A Slutty Teen Bondage Whore

Cum Slut Phone Sex

Daddy made me his personal cum eating cum slut phone sex whore. He loves spanking my bare ass until its bright red and tying me up in different positions and fucking my creamy wet fuck hole. He loved spanking my pink little cunt until my pussy squirts out all my creamy pussy juices. he also makes me suck his friends BBC and let them fuck my whore face for as long as they want and makes me drink their piss and eat their cum. Some times they slap me across the face and tell me what a dirty little fuck slut i am and I beg them to beat me harder.

 

Bondage Whore

I want them to tie me so tightly it hurts and make my dirty teen whore throat choke on cock and cum and piss like the nasty cum slut phone sex whore I am. My dirty little pussy needs to be fucked and my asshole needs to be gaped so wide I become a nasty prolapse whore. They love prolapsing my tight teen asshole and having me show it off to strangers and begging them to fuck my prolapsed asshole. I’m just a useless cum eating whore and I’ll do anything they tell me to.

Jacqueline Gives Up Her Body For Submissive Sex

There is something inherently hot about hot submissive sex with a  girl like me.  I’m a filthy little slut, aren’t I? You can see it in the way my eyes light up when I talk about being tied up and used by big strong men like yourself.  All to please your cock.submissive sex. My cunt is already wet at the thought of being someone’s cum dumpster.

I love nothing more than to be bound with tight leather straps, gagged with a ball gag that makes it impossible for anyone to hear my moans of pleasure or pain. The feel of cold metal clamps on my nipples sends shivers down my spine as they pinch and pull at sensitive flesh.

My body trembles with anticipation as I imagine myself stretched out on some sturdy surface, ready to be fucked mercilessly by whoever happens along. My pussy is an eager hole just waiting for a cock to fill it up and make me scream like the whore I am.

I know deep down inside that this is what I was born for – serving men who crave control over their pathetic little sex slaves like me. So go ahead…let them beg me all day long if that’s what turns them on! Because at the end of the day (or rather night), there will always be another man willing to take advantage of such an obedient piece of ass like me!

Hooked on pain, submissive whore gets branded

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I’m hooked on violence, I crave it ever since I was a young one. Being bound with my hands behind my back makes my cooter weep, swell up anticipating what cums next. I need it to exhisist, this vanilla life aint for. me. I love going to the wrong places on purpose just incase I get followed, stalked, or rape fantasies taken out on me in some dark alley I’m down, I’ll even go back to that place of my last hot ass violent wet cunt attack.

That was the case when I wanted to party, get high and fuck and met up with a cutie bad boy with a bulge the size of a rock. He gave me flowers and wine, treated me like a cream queen until the night I discovered his deep dark secret. I could hear screams and cries while sitting on his couch, I followed the stairs to a room full of bloody naked women, hanging by ropes, getting fucked, purged, gang banged and beaten to a pulp, fuck yes baby, sign me up.

Bondage submission, cum choke me and show me your in charge.

Evil dark fuck had another plan, I was down on a table in no time but little did he know I needed his brutal pain, humiliation and branding. Drugged and tied down he’s balls deep and tattooing his name on groin at the same time. The pain of the needle while my cervix was smashed had me soiled, thrusting, gunning for the torture. Moaning and screaming at the same time, his name will never leave me. Ripping my bunghole apart, cum bloody good, covered in spooge. Submissive slut whore thirsting for more, gang banged and shredded, joining the other girls in the hot steamy demon dungeon.

Bukkake frisky fun all covered in cum

Bukkake phone sex

I’m a sucker for a dominating man, but multiple?! Sign me the fuck up, well actually, I was overcome, over run, ran through like a god damn pack of feral wolves in a pack, looking for a woman in heat to breed with their cocks out. Don’t get me wrong, my tight soiled clam creams like a fucking hose at the thought of getting tied down and tortured. I wanna be ravaged and left bloody and bruised. Abusive brutal fucking isn’t fun if rope and fear aren’t involved.

I didn’t intend to get that kind of attention when I showed to an after party. Grabbed by the neck in the corner where no one could see or hear my screams, my hands tied behind my back all the way to my neck. With a cover over my eyes i had no idea what was to cum next. Tied to some kind of cold metal pole, my clothes ripped off, my moist soiled pussy pulsating and shaking in fear. I could hear all the foot steps, smell the cigar smoke, bottles of beer. Gang banged, massive amounts of men taking all their rage and rape fantasies out on me. Every time I whimpered I got slapped, I deserved it, I should know better how much that control turns me on.

Bukkake in the face, covered and smothered

One after another they fucked the shit outa my tiny little puff muff, creamy, leaking and running bloody cum out like a god damn river. So many cocks it was too many, I lost count after my loose lipped pussy lips went numb. Shaking, quivering, thrusting my legs around every deep diver, pulled out and sprayed to my face, covering my mouth, the minute I can take a breathe another load fills my cheeks. Dripping, I’m drooling gigantic amounts of goey thick spooge

Bondage whore is a rope bunny who needs to suffer

Bondage whore Bondage whore like me always craves the rope; it’s the sweet agony of surrender. I was born to be bound, to be at the mercy of a dominant master who will push me to my limits and beyond.
Thick ropes digging into my skin is a release for me. The rough fibers chafe against my tender flesh as I’m hoisted up into the air, helpless and exposed. For a true rope bunny like myself, there’s no pleasure quite like the sting of raw skin and the knowledge that I’m entirely at the mercy of my captor.
I serve my master with gusto, eager to please however he sees fit. Whether it’s a harsh flogging or a deep, throaty blowjob, I’m always ready to his beatings.
There’s something primal about being bound by sturdy twine, about feeling those coils constrict around my limbs and torso, limiting my range of motion until I’m nothing more than a helpless, writhing toy for my master to play with.
I can feel the tension building in my muscles as I strain against the ropes, the subtle give of my skin as the fibers bite into me. It’s a living, breathing thing, this Hardcore bondage desire for rope, a constant ache that only a mean dominant master can satisfy.

 

Prostate Milking on The Milking Table

Prostate MilkingI am No FemDom, but Prostate Milking excites me.  Sometimes My Master tasks me with something he doesn’t want to do, and he watches as I do it. It turns me on to be watched. Lured over By Him.

A Friend of his has always wanted me, he wants to fuck me. Normally Wes, {That’s My sirs name} Wes has me fuck some of his colleges, his friends. But For Some reason he does not want Brandon, to touch me. However, this week it was different.

I was told that Brandon would be coming over and that I was tasked with making him cum. The rules were that I couldn’t use my mouth, pussy or ass to make him cum, and I had to drag it out over 8 hours and make it agonizing. I knew right away, I would be using the milking table.

…Milking his cum

Brandon arrived and had no knowledge of what was in store for him. He only knew That I am into BDSM, and I am submissive. I took him by the hand and led him into the playroom. Candles lit, tool’s schism playing low in the background. I asked him to undress, and climb on the table lying face down.

“What is this Angel?” Brandon questioned, half laughing. I began to explain.

“The Milking table is like a lab bench style table. 7 feet Long. You mount it, and lie face down. It’s been designed with a hole sawed out and sanded, for a penis and testicles to drop through. The table is also adjustable so you can raise and lower it. It has already been adjusted so I can sit comfortably beneath it. The Divets on the corners are crafted, so your limbs can be restrained to it with a lobster claw that locks in.”

“Please Brandon… up, up”

Naked. He climbed up on the table. Smiling, but you could see both fear and excitement on his face. This made him sexy, to me. That fear of not knowing what’s about to happen. I made my way to the end of the table where his ankles would be locked. ” Please stay on your hands and knees, You are going to feel me hooking your ankles in the shackles.”

He was bent, on all fours. Vulnerable. After Locking his ankles in, I made my way to the head of the table. Put My face, close to his. “Try to relax, just breathe” My black sheer open cupped bra, and sheer black panties hugged my body perfectly. Brandon Couldn’t take his eyes off of me. “Stay in this position, I’m going to do a little something to help you relax”

I made my way back to the foot of the table. Sir said I couldn’t use my mouth, ass or pussy to make him cum, but he didn’t say i couldn’t use them at all. Up on the table, Crawling up between his legs, My hands on each round cheek of his ass. I massaged his meaty globes. My hands kneading, and pulling his crack open. I leaned in and gave a broad lick with my fat wet tongue.

…licking his hole

A Mans man, was what Brandon was. He almost cooed when my tongue slid over his brown hole. I licked from the bottom of his balls, to the tippy top of his crack and back down. My Tongue, pointed I began pushing into his sacred hole. He moaned, oohed and ahhed. Milking tool in hand as I ate his ass. i began running the tool, along his calves, and up the backs of his thighs. His hands gripped the edge of the table.

“Do you like that?” I said. My tongue back at his asshole, flicking. The Prostate Milker running along the muscles in his buttock.

He just moaned.

“I guess That’s a No” I Stopped.

“Angel …pplleassse don’t stop”

Slowly licking his asshole. I brought the toy to my Lips. Gathering the thick spit, I licked and sucked on the milker. I also spit on his cinnamon ring. Rubbing my saliva in with the tip of the toy.  Then I slowwwwwly began to insert.

His Hands gripped the table. Brandon let out a low throaty growl, as his anus found suction, and sucked the toy in deep, knotting it right up against his nubbly little prostate. Every time Brandon moved, it would lightly tap his prostate. I smiled, dropping off the table, and walking up to face him.

His breath deep, heavy and softly moaning. ” It feels good doesn’t it?” I asked. Wagging my finger in a come hither motion. Brandon began to move toward me. With each Movement the tapping on his prostate began to tease him. He moaned out loud. So sexy. I latched his wrists in the cuffs.

It was time to Call Sir.

Part 2 coming soon

 

Shame and obedience all tied into my hot tight twat

Bondage phone sex

I love pain and I love pleasure. The look of rage in your face, the fists you make with your hands before you slam and strike me turn me the fuck on. Submissive slave, crawling to your call, begging for freedom of pain, leaking oozing, pulsating for the punishment.

I want you to tie me up, preferably with chains, by my neck and arms, behind my back, completely over powered by you. I’m hooked on this, with each swift punch, and pull of my hair, I start to moan for more. My mouth full of spit and blood, open for your dick full of cum. I love fucking and dating dangerous fucks like you. My deadbeat daddy issues led me to this, it’s the only way for me to survive. Depending on your torture, abuse, pain and violation of my soul for just some stability.

I’m your job, it’s your only duty to be that bad boy I crave. You give me that god damn sick love I long for, lonely with no family, your brutal abuse is all I know baby. Bent over or on my back, spread and slashed, you suck me up from my soiled and stretched pussy lips, swollen from hours of raw

I’m your sexual slave for all your rage, cum be my master

Bondage whore

I am all yours tonight baby do what you please with my wet, sloppy pussy. Take all your rage and anger out on me. All the pain and pleasure you experience, make me a prize and bloody product of your pathetic life, leave me in tears, bearing for my life begging you for mercy. You need to tie me up and use me show me your in charge and make me your slave. Usually, I have my master, but your in charge tonight.

Make me come crawling to you and lingerie or barenaked, make me lick your feet your legs, swallow your ball sack in my mouth while you pull my hair. Don’t be gentle, you know you wanna beat the shit out of me. choke me, suffocate me, till I’m passing out and blue in the face, cocktip to the back of my throat. My love for bad boys put me in this position being used and abused ever since I was a little one starting with my family and now your sexual slave.

I get off on this shit. I love to be a whore, slut trash,  just like my parents treated me. Deadbeat dad only cared with his throbbing cock so prove to me how worthless I really am. Pathetic whore with a  gaping stretched sloppy tortured wet pussy. I’m loosey goosey then tight as a teen waiting for you to cum make me scream.

Jacqueline Gets Wet For Some Bondage S&M

Bondage S&MI love a good bondage S&M night like the other night. As I feel the ropes tighten around my wrists and ankles, binding me securely to the bedpost, a thrill of anticipation runs through my body. The rough texture of the rope against my skin only serves to heighten my senses as I await your next move. My heart races in excitement when you approach me with a silky scarf, your intentions clear from the wicked glint in your eyes. You slowly wind it around my head until it muffles my cries, leaving me completely at your mercy.

The gag makes it difficult to breathe but also amplifies every other sensation coursing through me – especially when you begin exploring every inch of my exposed flesh with skilled fingers that know exactly how to make me squirm in pleasure. Your touch is electric; each caress sending shockwaves of desire straight to my core where they pool thick and wet between my legs. Every brush against sensitive areas sends shivers down spine and causes involuntary whimpers from behind the gag as I struggle for release beneath you.

You lean down close enough for our breaths to mingle as you tease one nipple between your teeth before moving lower still until your tongue traces lazy circles around the swollen bud hidden beneath folds of cloth-covered pussy lips which are slick with arousal already . The feeling is overwhelmingly intense yet oh so exquisite – like nothing else matters except this moment under your control .

With each flicker of tongue or gentle nip ,my body responds more fervently , hips buck against the restraints in an effort to get closer to your touch . My pussy throbs with need as you tease me mercilessly , fingers dipping inside just enough to drive me wild before pulling away again leaving me aching for more . The ache only intensifies when you stand up and tower over me , your cock hard and demanding attention . You position yourself at my entrance then slowly sink into my wet heat , filling me completely .