Being a Submissive slut gives me more satisfaction than anything else. I think I craved degradation at a young age. Daddy knew I needed to suffer to be a good girl. And if I followed his orders, I was always rewarded. I am allowed to have as many dominant men to claim me as possible. The office bitch is just a front. The only reason I got into that kind of work was that I knew I would find plenty of Masters to use me.
I get a lot of one-on-one dates, but when there is group action, I really get a brutal beating. My nipples stiffen at the thought of being displayed, groping hands roughly pawing over my body. The smirks of the men who are going to give me a beating can make me cum if I am not careful.
After all the Slave training from Daddy, I know better than to cum without permission. Being a human footstool means I get to endure endless degradation. My cunt weeps at the moment I get permission to squirt. All that suffering gives me the power to cum buckets. I think a bitch’s place is to serve. I know it’s my calling.
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Submissive slut needs to suffer before she can cum
Submissive Sex is The Ultimate Pleasure for Master
Submissive sex is exciting for men and for me as a sub slut. Just dominate me please Master. Strip my clothes off of me and slap my tits. Then as your dick starts to throb take me from behind shoving me over the table. Grab and pull my hair and fuck me deeper.
Then if I don’t react right those big hands will slap down on these ass cheeks. Leave me marked and my pussy gaped. Gape my ass then whip it with that rider’s crop. As soon as I start to whimper, slap me with that dick. Then shove it down my throat and fuck my face deeper.
Just make use of me and show me who is in charge. My free will is exposed as you take control. Make this pussy squirt and pound my ass out. Make me your urinal and piss on my tits.
Master Takes Me To A Glory Hole!
Master Darek said I was going to have a good breakfast on Sunday. I spent the entire week waiting for Sunday to roll around. I had tried to ask more questions, but he wouldn’t explain any further other than it was going to be a really good experience for me. So, I waited as patiently as I could. When the day finally arrived, he took me to a seedy little diner and told me to follow him. we went to the back to where a dingy little bathroom was with a small hole next to the toilet. Thats when he told me I would be sucking every cock that went through that hole and if I was a good girl, he would fuck me when I was done.
The first cock that slid through the hole was a big black cock with a huge mushroom head. I sat down and began blowing him. I could feel it twitch in my mouth as I sucked on it. He only lasted a few minutes, and I had a mouthful of sticky cum. I swallowed it and waited for the next cock to slide through the hole It didn’t take long and just like the last one he burst his load in my mouth. After a while of doing this, I got into the rhythm, and I started to have fun.
After an hour I was sucking another cock and i felt master Darek behind me. He pulled my pants down and began rubbing and squeezing my ass. Then he spanked it lightly before going between my legs and roughly playing with my pussy. Without warning he slammed my head into that cock and began fucking me as hard as he could. He slapped my ass hard and I came all over his gorgeous 12-inch cock. My body kept squirting as he fucked me savagely and he came inside my pussy filling me up with cum. it was an amazing breakfast. I really hope I have another just like it.
S&M porn has me tied me up, lusting for pain
I’ve always known I was meant to be a S&M porn slave. My body craves the sting of pain, the ache of abuse, the utter domination of my will. And I’ve been blessed to find a Master who knows how to make me suffer so exquisitely.
He owns me, body and soul. My nipples are his to pinch and twist, my cunt his to fuck and fill with his seed. He pushes me to my limits, then beyond, until I’m sobbing and shaking, overwhelmed with agonized ecstasy.
Our sessions are a blur of sweat and leather, chains and whips. Master always binds me tight, my flesh marked with welts and bruises. He says they’re souvenirs of his lustful brutality. I’m his toy, his plaything, to use as he sees fit.
And now he has escalated my torture. Bound by a thick rope, I’ve been hanging there for hours. Any movement and the ropes would tighten, causing more pain. He loved every moment I was there. He took advantage while I was hopeless.
He pulled out his thickest whip and ruined my back. I could feel the streams of blood dripping down my ass crack. The sight of my bleeding whipped black got Master so hard he railed my asshole with my blood as his lube. And, of course, I just took it; no matter what, I can’t escape being a Submissive Whore.


















