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Submissive Whore Eliana Is The Best Set of Holes

I’m Eliana, your filthy little submissive whore. First off just the thought of belonging to you makes my cunt drip like a broken faucet.
Right now I’m sitting here with my thighs already slick. In fact my panties are soaked through because I can’t stop imagining you owning every inch of me. Consequently, my pussy throbs the second I picture your hand wrapping tight around my throat. All while you tell me I’m nothing but a set of holes made for your cock.
For this reason I get so embarrassingly wet thinking about how you’ll stretch me open. And how you’ll spit on my swollen clit and make me beg to be filled. Inside me deeper, harder, until I’m crying and thanking you for it.
Then I fantasize about kneeling at your feet, mouth watering, cunt clenching around nothing while you decide whether I deserve your dick today.

I’m Ready to Be Your Nasty Little Submissive Whore. Always.

Next the idea of you bending me over, spreading my ass cheeks and watching my greedy little hole wink at you excites me. This leaves me desperate for whatever you choose to give it.  Whether it’s fingers, tongue, cock, plug, your cum. Honestly it’s enough to make me grind against my own hand without permission.
Then I leak so much when I think about you marking me inside, pumping me full until it’s dripping down my thighs. All just reminding me who I belong to.
Embarrassingly, my nipples ache just from typing this. By now my clit is so fat and sensitive I could cum untouched if you ordered me to. Or just edge for hours, whimpering your name, promising I’ll be your perfect cum-dump. It’s my will to be your obedient fucktoy, your desperate breeding bitch.
Finally I want to be ruined for anyone else—pussy molded to the shape of your cock. And trained to flutter and squeeze the moment you snap your fingers.
Please, Master… use me. Wreck me. Own me completely.
My dripping cunt is already weeping for you, waiting for the moment you claim what’s yours.
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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. 

 

Balls game pussy, which one will rip me first?

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I went to the basketball game to watch my favorite team. Wearing my cutie dress with my long hair flowing, I could feel the amazing energy from the crowd, looking around staring at all the hot men. I’m not like other girls though. I like it raw and rough. To get torn and ravaged, I don’t wanna cum over for drinks and casual conversation baby. I like to get fucked up in multiple ways. Drugs, drunk, brutally beaten, I’m always down for that pound.

You spotted me in the front. Waving my pom poms and dancing to every song. You casually moved closer without me noticing, slipping your way behind me. Smelling my hair, sweat and watching my ass cheeks popping for outa my skirt. My satin pink panties turned you into a god damn beast.

Bondage and submission, you grabbed me like a bitch. 

You took me by surprise, grabbing by my bra and leading me away. “Who the fuck are you?” “I’m your worst nightmare” you tell me. My tight tootsie started gaping with desire. There’s never a break when it comes to my love for evil fucks coming my way.

You dragged me down a cold empty hall. With no one around I knew shit was about to get down. With one hand on my neck and the other on my the back of my panties, you pulled them hard up my ass, choking me at the same time. “Keep pulling asshole” I tell you. And with evil surprise in your dead eyes you shoved your meat stick up my ass.

You ripped me apart and left me glistening with golden showers….

While looking around, watching your disgusting back your danger dangling dick still went in my cooter for that winning point. i screaming, creaming and moaning at the same time. With no one to help me while this wild stranger with so much fucking anger takes his rape fantasies out on me

The final bell blew just as you fill my bunghole with spooge. I was so fucking turned on. Hot danger stranger just fulfilled me with pain and pleasure at the same time. His satisfaction ran through me. My whole body tingling, numb…..I was craving more until I felt something warm.

“Nasty whore deserves to get pissed on”.  As I stood their covered with bloody cum, he turned me around and look at me straight in the face. With his low hanging empty balls he pissed all over me from the face down, filling my mouth and drenching my hair. A dream cum true…..I hope you can do this to me too…..

Make me your Bondage Whore Daddy!

 

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Being your Bondage Whore isn’t me playing dress-up or trying to shock you. Face the fact that that’s just how I like to be fucked. 

Tied down, beaten, gagged, that’s the only way I can really cum hard. 

 Make me your sex whore slave you can use and abuse all night, every night. 

Force me to do the wildest shit you have ever wanted to do. Prove to me that I am your favorite fuck slut and this pussy is only yours. 

Shove your cock down my throat until I’m gasping for air and begging you to stop but just because you see tears, it does not mean you stop.

This is exactly what I want from you, to be fucked hard and creampied by Daddy!

 

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Erotic BDSM stories aren’t subtle, but neither is your interest.

I can see in your eyes how bad you want to tie me down and fuck me until I’m begging you to stop.

Fantasizing about making me your little sex slave, someone who cannot say no to anything you want or desire.

You know how bad a girl I am, so give me your craziest fantasies, ones every other girl has turned down.

Let me be the craziest and sluttiest girl you’ve ever fucked. I want you to brag about fucking me to all of your friends.

Gloat about how tight and smooth my little young pussy is.

Cum all inside me while I’m tied up, so I can’t stop you. 

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Cock worshiping slave will always gag for Master

Cock worshiping Cock worshiping my Master hurts my throat, but I don’t care. Your cock is my universe, my sole purpose. I exist to worship it, to give you pleasure and satisfaction with every eager twitch of my tongue, every gulp of my throat.

My body is yours to mold and shape as you see fit.

To bind and restrain in the most tantalizing ways. When I’m helpless with your thick shaft buried deep, that’s when I’m truly alive. My mind surrenders to your will, to the intense training you’re imparting.

Every second spent with your copious cock down my throat is pure bliss. My lips seal around the crown, my tongue dancing along the ridges as I greedily suck you down. Your heavy balls rest against my chin, a primal reminder of the power you hold over me. My throat constricts around you, a willing submission to your dominance.

 

With each stroke, I’m reminded of the depth of my devotion, of the lengths I’ll go to for your approval and pleasure. Fuck my cock-slave throat.

Master, your powerful cock will destroy my gag reflex! You’re the Master of my mouth, my entire being. I’m nothing but a hollow shell without your cock dominating me. A Sexy bondage slave to flip upside down and fuck the shit out of my mouth.

Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Excitingly Shameless

Bondage Phone Sex is what I showed up to the club for. Obviously, I’d dressed deliberately in a tight, black latex dress that barely covered my ass, with a collar around my neck that screamed “submissive.” My hair was pulled back severely, emphasizing my vulnerability.

“I’m Eliana and I’m here for the party.” I say to the Bouncer, and showing my Invite.

First he checked his list and nodded, pulling the curtain aside to reveal a world of darkness and pleasure. Then as the scent   thick with leather, sweat, and sex. Dungeon monitors in black uniforms moved silently between stations, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of distress. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with anticipation.

That’s when I saw him.

My Bondage Phone Sex Master Was Commanding Attention

He stood in the center of the room, a commanding figure in a black silk shirt and tailored slacks. His dark hair was slicked back, and his eyes—cold, piercing gray—seemed to see right through me. He was surrounded by three subs, all on their knees, all awaiting his command. I recognized him immediately from the online forums—Master Damien, known for his particular brand of sadism that left his subs begging for more.

As if feeling my gaze, his head turned, and those gray eyes locked onto mine. I froze, my body responding to his stare with a rush of heat that pooled between my thighs. He gave me a slow, deliberate once-over, his eyes lingering on my collar, my exposed legs, my trembling lips. Then, with a slight nod, he beckoned me forward.

Obviously My legs felt like jelly as I made my way across the room. Now conscious of every eye on me. When I reached him, I dropped to my knees immediately, my head bowed in submission.

A Submissive Whore Name Eliana

“Name?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my chest.

“Eliana, Master,” I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

“Good girl,” he said, his fingers lifting my chin so I was forced to look at him. “I’ve heard about you. The former mistress who craves submission. Tell me, Eliana, why do you think you’re worthy of my attention?”

Now swallowing hard, my mind racing. “I don’t know if I am, Master. But I’m willing to learn. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to please you.”

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Then a small smile played on his lips. “That’s the right answer.” He stood up, towering over me. “Stand up.”

As I rose to my feet, my body trembling with excitement and fear. He then circled me slowly, his fingers trailing lightly over my skin, making me shiver. “You have potential,” he murmured. “But potential needs to be tested.”

He led me to a St. Andrew’s cross in the corner of the room, its dark wood gleaming under the low lights. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument…

Kidnapping innocent cherries to pop with a sick master

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Your a sick fuck that loves the barely legal using me to capture and collect them for you. You love your sense of control and power and us young ladies are your prize that you get to ravage and brutally beat. I know first hand how evil you are but I have no choice but to follow your orders. I was made for this but and not like all those normal bitches. 

As my master you love to control me with a boot on my face, holding me down and  showing you dominance when torture is about to begin. Let me lick the ground you walk on my master. Let me clean your thick fat nubby nasty cock after you fuck another worthless whore you’ve hunted and beaten down.  Use me as an accomplice to find and fuck those young little sissy sluts to tear their virgin pussy’s up and pop their innocent bloody cherries. You love the sight of blood cumming and spewing out of these young little ladies. I can’t help but to soil my panties watching you scoop it in your finger and suck on it. Tasting their fear as it’s running out of them.

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Bondage and submission, she doesn’t know whats cumming…

Your nub is like a knife, shredding  pussy walls for the inside out, one reason you have this sick god damn pecker power and control. Used to torture other young girls. Each one you bring around me you get off on tying her up and ripping her panties off, shoving your cock deep in her, making her scream, making me cream. Putting on a sick performance of rape fantasies in my face while I suck and lick your balls at the same time. You force me to start caressing your asshole, stimulating your sick fucking mind. Even forced to stick my tongue up your ass as your balls deep in her meat. Vicious thick clotty cum blood squirting in my face, into my mouth, down my throat.

Before you take her bloody red cherry out, you shove your cock down my throat while extreme fisting her at the same time. Her gash is spread out wide as she’s in and out, passed out of fear. Choking the both of us for that final bust out our screams went unheard.

Creepy catholic school made me cum to god

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Catholic private school turned me into a little bondage submissive whore. Bunking up with other young ladies and witnessing how our bodies were blooming, tits were perkin and cherries were getting popped. It was a special time and I always had that teacher with a nasty cock and addiction to us young whore. Tapping our tight twat’s to keep us from detention or calling our parents and telling them I was smoking. The head priest was a beast with a pecker straight from god, made me crawl on all fours to the confession stand and suck my bad karma away, getting that good good gawk from god.

I was a nasty little whore, I didn’t wanna get punished by daddy so I did what I needed to do to stay out of trouble with my already deadbeat family. Sucking dick’s in the bathroom at a young age for some cigs or for pleasure, as long as I got my way it didn’t matter. I was already getting that hook forced down my little throat and I loved every moment of it, until the principle caught me sucking on another student’s barely legal bulge

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He brought me to the office and locked the door. I was shaking crying and I begged him to not call my deadbeat abusive mommy. He told me what I needed to do, forcing me to be his little barely legal sex slave, manipulating and exploiting my pre teen primal pussy, and I fucking loved it.

Just like the priest he’d hide me under his desk and grab my golden blonde hair and shove my face into his big balled hairy pile of junk. Gagging, choking, turning blue almost passing out cold this god damn sick principle cock drop. If I didn’t swallow his nasty spunk he would slap the shit outa my face leaving me roughed up and raw red. He made sure he was always filling my stomach, leaving me sticky. Force fed spooge, cock tip spun out of control, smashing his massive bombs on my chin.

I began to love it, craving his old haggard abuse and violation. I got away with so much thanks to that sick evil fuck, I need to be enslaved constantly now.

Bare Bottom Spankings Make Me The Best Sub

Bare bottom Spankings really drive home the submissive tendency of their effect. As a young girl I was always administered bare bottom, open handed spankings by dad. Sometimes he even used a wooden paddle. This was always so humiliating.

Then one day when I was a teen it happened. I was turned on. It was when I was out on a date and we started to make out. I had the sudden urge to beg him to spank me. At this point we were in his house. I was sucking his dick and he thrust his cock down my throat. As I slobbered on it and soon found myself begging for a spanking.

Now I was getting into slobbering on his cock and my ass up in the air. As I kneeled over his dick on the couch he had full access to my ass. At the very moment he started to spank my ass I found my hole dripping. This was the very moment I knew I was made to serve dick.

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