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Cock Worshiping Donatella

cock worshipingDaddy always fucks me like I desire to be fucked. As soon as he walks into the room, I drop to my knees and keep my head down, waiting for his acknowledgement. “You want me to treat you like the whore your are?” “Yes Daddy!” Just mouthing the words makes my pussy wet, this is what I’ve been waiting for. He ties my hands behind my back and my feet together before allowing me to worship his huge cock. I spit and suck all over his cock before he grabs me by the back of the head and forces it deeper into my throat. As I gag on his huge cock, he slaps me and calls me a good fucking whore. That’s what I love hearing; that’s all I want is to be your good little whore. When master is satisfied, he lifts me off the floor and bends me over. “Yes Daddy, please fuck me”, I beg, anticipating the feeling of his huge dick entering my pussy. He has a different idea, however. Instead, he begins whipping my back and ass as I continue to beg for his cock. He knows exactly how to treat me.

Baptized in Cum

I lived to be your cum dumpster slut and now that my sweet soft skin has not been baptized in your cum, I am an empty void of a whore.Submissive phone sex

 

My master had been gone for quite some time.

Everyday, I shaved my wet young pussy so that is was velvety smooth, in hopes to feel his hard throbbing cock punish me just once more.

And everyday, I slipped out of my clothes and crawled to my cage and curled up and wept on the floor.

I thought if I was a good little submissive whore, he would come back and own my cunt like before.

I know I am a worthless whore without him.

I laid there on the cold hard cement floor, reaching between my legs, feeling the softness of the inside of my thigh… I did not dare touch my wet pussy!

Never without permission!

But I ached for him, for the sting of his hand across my bare ass, and for the bruised cunt the morning after getting fucked so hard that I could not walk!

What could I have done to be so unworthy?

Please Master! Please come back to me and fuck my tight hungry cunt!

Remind me who I belong to!

I am pleading, naked, kneeling, shivering on the floor, clinging so tightly to an old pair of dirty boots that you left behind…nuzzling and licking your old boxers…just to smell you one last time!

Submissive Slut Donatella

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Every time I come over to my brother’s house, he’s always walking around with his shirt off and in his boxers. We always drink together and hang out, but the other night he took things a step further. He made one of his “special drinks” and I got entirely too intoxicated that I couldn’t drive home. He offered for me to crash there and that I could sleep in his room in which I obliged. Even through my drunk haze, I could feel his hands groping me as he helped me up the stairs and into his room. I didn’t put too much thought to it, laid down and went into a drunken slumber. A while later, I heard the door squeak as it opened back up. I saw the light of the hallway before the door shut again. I thought my brother was just checking on me until I felt his remove the blanket from over my naked body. I moaned with anticipation as he rubbed my body up and down, ending his journey with his fingers inside my pussy. “What are you doing?” I asked. He quickly told me to shut up as he continued to finger my pussy. Even though I knew this was wrong, it was feeling too right. He lifted me up and placed me on my knees on the floor as he placed a collar around my neck and ball gag in my mouth. “You’re going to be a good whore, right sis?” he asked. I nodded in agreement as he lifted me to my feet. He kissed and licked me all over before leaning me on the bed and burying his huge dick in me. He used the collar to choke me as he pounded my pussy, my moans being muffled by the gag in my mouth. This was the best sex I had ever had and it was with my brother. He fucked me so good and made sure no one could hear my screams, the only time he removed the gag from my mouth was when I was deepthroating his cock. I keep replaying it like a movie in my head, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. The way he felt, the way he commanded and dominated me, I couldn’t believe it. He’s my brother, but I’m definitely going to get that good dick again!

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Master is very good to me, he fucks me every day and treats me like the fucking whore I am. When I’m not busy tending to his cock, he keeps me locked inside of my cage like a good little slave. Whenever he opens the door to my cage, I know that I’m about to endure a great deal of pleasure, and sometimes pain. Today, Master had a big surprise for me! When he pulled me out of my cage, he commanded me to my knees and told me to look up at him. He said that I’ve been such a good slave that he had a special treat for me tonight. He pulled out a brand new collar and leash and placed it tightly around my neck, I thanked him. “Don’t thank me just yet,” he said as he grabbed the leash and proceeded to walk me into the next room.


As he pushed open the door, I saw 4 men standing as if they were anticipating my arrival. I crawled to the middle of the room, before master removed the leash and allowed those men to do anything they wanted to me. As I sucked Master’s cock, it wasn’t long before I was stroking two others with each of my hands. When Master was satisfied, he walked around to the back of me and gripped my hips as he forced his huge dick into my pussy. As I let out a huge moan, commanded me to shut the fuck up and keep my mouth on his friends cock; so I did. The deeper he went inside of my pussy, the deeper I pushed his friend’s cock down my throat. “That’s a good little fucking whore,” they complimented me as they both pulled their cocks out of my holes, which were replaced by two more.


This was the greatest surprise Master has ever given me. All of these cocks just raping my holes. The more I moan and scream in ecstasy, the more excited they become. Before I could realize, I was riding Master, getting my ass pounded by another and deep throating another cock; like a cock machine. I begged them to keep fucking me, harder, rougher. After what seemed like hours, they forced me to my knees and proceeded to cover me in cum. 5 huge cocks squirting cum all over me was the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. I asked Master not to even clean me off, I want to sleep with their cum all over me so I could feel like the slut I am. I wonder what master will have in store for me the next time he takes me out of my cage.

Locked Down And Knocked Up

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Due to the amount of break-ins, we had started locking the office building up mighty tight. So tight, it would seem, that I was now trapped in here with them. I turned around, looking for a sign of the man who was chasing me. My cunt was dripping wet, I didn’t know why this threat to my life turned me on so much, but I wanted nothing more than to sit down on a bench and finger my sopping wet cunt until I squirted all over the lobby floor.

I couldn’t; I was trapped in an office building with maniacs who were determined to forcibly fuck me and use my holes for their pleasure.
I ran into the staircase, afraid the elevator would draw too much attention. He was there, waiting. Another closed the door behind me. They were on me, ripping away my clothes and forcing my legs apart and my mouth open. I was assaulted with cocks. They were forcing them into my fuck holes, using me as their pwn personal pocket pussy. It was so surreal, and yet I was cumming harder and harder with every fucking minute.

When I tell you that this was my entire weekend, just an almost never ending stream of cocks completely and totally destroying every fuck hole I have. My pussy got decimated, my ass gaped wide fucking open, and my throat fucked raw. But I’ll be damned if I wasn’t stupid turned on the entire time. I guess it’s true; I am a submissive whore. They found me on the floor Monday morning. I wasn’t a pretty sight, and everyone knew what a whore I had been all weekend.

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Submissive Whore Sex Slave

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My Master always have a demeaning plan for me when we had our “date” weekend. This past weekend was no different. He decided I would be treated like the trophy side of meat I am. Not as I expected to be treated. Not at all. I was use to being showered with gifts and lots of great words about me. I was used to being adored and worshiped. That was all before I met Master and was hypnotized into consenting to be his property. To be his sex slave and allowed to be used however he wished on one weekend every three months. That was last weekend. I was forced to ride bitch on a motorcycle without panties on and a short slut shop skirt. I wasn’t even allowed to wear a bra. I had to wear a cheap whore leather halter and was road around town feeling like a skank trash slut. I didn’t know what was going to be expected until we road up to a Roadhouse in the middle of nowhere. This Master led me in by a collar and chain. I was applauded and cat called at before I was left for the greasy biker vultures to get their hands on me and fat pricks in me. I was fucked raw that night.

My Bondage and Submission Roots

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is what I was put on this earth to do. Men cannot just tie up any whore. Well, they can, but not all women are willing bondage slaves. There are no consequences tying me up because I am a willing whore. I was not always, however. It is weird how the things you hated when you were young you grow up to love. I was just a little girl when my mother left me. She met a new man, and I was expendable. She knew what a mean man my father was, and she left me with him. Left me to fend for myself and she never looked back. Never came looking for me, not even when I was an adult. When I was just a peanut, daddy tied me to chairs so he could skull fuck me. Maybe he would tie me to my princess bed posters so I would not fight while he forced his cock inside my tiny pussy. When I entered my teen years, daddy upped his game. He became fearful I would runaway and leave him like my mother. He pulled me from school saying I was sick and needed to be home schooled, but he never hired anyone to home school me. He turned me into his sex slave and laid the seeds for me to become a bondage whore as an adult. He caught me once trying to escape through my bedroom window. He thought I was running away, but I just wanted out of the house. At that point it had been months since I went outside. I spent the next 4 years tied up or shackled. Daddy would whip me tied up. He would fuck me tied up. He would sodomize me with his empty beer bottles tied up. And he would let his friends fuck me tied up too. I would be left tied up for hours a day, only released to pee twice a day. I lucked out one day and got loose. I ran away, vowing never to be tied up again. We know how that turned out for me though.

Pussy Whipping

Submissive WhoreI know what I am and I know who owns me!

But sometimes, I make mistakes, and for that, I must be punished!

In the past, I have had spankings.

They would sting…turn my tender young skin, the brightest shades of crimson!

But his hard strong hands, bring the flush of blood to the surface started to create yearnings….desires….an erotic aching in my tight moist cunt!

He knew I was enjoying the pain!

So yesterday, when I brought home canned cranberry sauce instead of making home made, my torture was severe!

My master had grabbed me by my hair, yanking it hard as he pulled me to the “punishing room”.

He threw me on the bondage platform, working quickly to shackle my arms!

The restraints were tight and I knew if I tried to fight, the pain would be worse!

He began thrashing my soft smooth cunt!

The leather straps stung as they split the smooth soft flesh of my young wet pussy!

I tried not to like it….I tried to control my excitement!

I tried not to let him see the juices that began to ooze out of my hungry fuck hole!

But it was no use!

I could not control the surging tidal wave of sweet cum that was exploding out of my erotically tortured pussy!

Oh, the pain he gives me brings such intense pleasure!

 

Whore Spanking Phone Sex

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I think you know by now that of all the submissive whores on the internet, I’m the one who loves spanking phone sex the most. While I admit that having your firm hands come down on my ass cheeks turns me on, that’s not the reason I want you to call me for spanking fun. I want you to call me because I know that spanking your whore is what makes you the happiest. I know that it’s only a bonus that I also enjoy spankings from you. I actually have a confession to make… I wonder if you’ll be mad at me? Sir, the last time you spanked me, I got so turned on that I had an orgasm. I stayed quiet and didn’t let you know because I knew that I’d only get in trouble and get spanked more. You’d already worn my tender ass out, so I didn’t think I could take more. But now that I’ve had time to think about it, I feel guilty. I didn’t deserve that orgasm because I didn’t ask you if I could have one. Are you going to spank me harder this time? If you do, I understand. It’s what I deserve.

He Bound My Hands

submissive whoreWe had the house to ourselves for a few days and I knew it was play time. He told me to shower shave and dress in what he left in the bag. I was so excited as I prepared. Would it be just me and him? Would it be him and his friends? Or would it be him and his sons? It really didn’t matter to me because as long as I felt pain and humiliation and my body was used for pleasure, I would love it. I dressed as instructed, walked down the stairs to the basement. In the middle he had set up the long stick he uses to bind my hands over my head. I saw whips, dildos, nipple clamps, butt plugs…… My pussy was soaking as he bound my hands and attached my legs to the spreader. He slapped my face, called me a bitch and laughed. Then he fastened a blind fold on my eyes, attached some nipple clamps and stuck a vibrator against my clit and left. As the clamps became heavy and my nipples bled and my clit became sore from the continual orgasm, I heard people come into the room. They laughed and I could hear zippers and pants falling to the ground. Then I felt their hands………….