When my Mistress is feeling extra wicked she makes me wear ‘the vibrating panties of torture’ all day long as I meticulously clean her house. She makes me organize her closet, clean her kitchen and bathroom with a toothbrush and any other menial tedious task she can think up all while wearing the vibrating panties. When she toys with the remote and sets the vibration high, I’m likely to mess up on my chores… she punishes me with a cock in my ass without any lube or a hard paddling on my soft ass. I’m cleaning all her crystal glassware when she turns the vibration on the panties all the way to pulsate, I break a glass because she left it on for three minutes straight, My orgasm overpowered me wildly and the glass shattered ruining my release, I knew Mistress would be down any minute to punish my ass for the mistake.
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Forced Gangbang Bukkake!
On my way home from work this week I was a victim of a forced gangbang in the parking garage! I was walking out to my car with a bag of dry cleaning when I suddenly felt a man behind me, I turned around expecting to see one person but Instead I saw a group of guys all wearing masks and hoodies. It was late so I knew no one would come by for hours, I got on my knees on the ground with my hands in the air hoping to avoid any violence. I was met with a hard slap across my face and a gag in my mouth, before I knew it my clothes were being ripped off me and cocks were being shoved in my face and in my hands. They all came at me forcing their dicks in any available hole that I had open, the used me like their submissive fuck slut leaving me drenched in their sticky cum.
Dicked Down At The DMV
Mindlessly, I shifted and tugged my micro skirt down. Damn it was hot, but I was dressed extra slutty to be in public. I was minding my business and waiting in line at the DMV, yes still six feet apart. The man behind me, however, had been coming closer and closer to me as the line move up, leading into a dark hall with a door at the end.
Now that we stood in the hallway, at the end of the line as the last clients for the day, I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. My cunt spurted in excitement. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” He growled in my ear. My slit really started to drip. I knew that voice.
It was possible he’d seen me around town, but the quiver in my pussy knew what he meant. He’d used me, or rented me before when I was a trafficked sex slave. “What are you doing off your leash, chicklet?” He grabbed me hard around my wrist, and dragged me out to his vehicle like a sloppy little rag doll. No one tried to stop him while he manhandled me. He shoved me into the back of his van, and climbed inside with me.
He choke slammed me into the floor, pulling out a little burner phone as he dialed my old pimp; the one he was known me with. I’d been sold and rebought several times over. But! He was going to try and take me back to sexual slavery where I would be used like a whore day in and day out. Suddenly, with a second thought, he broke the phone in half and move on me like a starving tiger.
“I came to get my tags renewed and snagged a hot little slut instead.” He was laughing as he clamped the steel, barb wire collar around my neck. As it bit into my tender flesh, I screamed.