Out of no where he grabbed me and took me off the side of the road. He slammed me down the ground and broke my finger. I was screaming from the pain but I can not lie to you… I wanted it. I have always had a fantasy that someone would just scoop me up and make me take their big cock! I tried to act all scared… I even pissed myself to make it look more real.. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thighs as he pulled my panties off. He pushed his fingers deep inside of my cunt and he could feel how wet I was.. He knew I wanted it. He knew I loved being used like a dirty slut.. I bit my lip as he shoved his dry cock into my tight soaking wet pussy. My body tingled head to toe as he started fucking my tight pussy harder and harder. He whispered in my ear what a dirty slut I was as he fucked me without my permission… I can’t stop fantasizing abut it.. even now I have to touch my tight pink pussy as I write for you… Can you hurt me like he did? I want it!
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Submissive Phone Sex Summer
Submissive phone sex is fun sometimes. I am a sexy little switch. Usually, I am a bitch in charge, but some men make me weak. Some men, especially daddy types, I just want to be their little fuck slut. I met Pierre at a medical conference. French visiting doctor with a penchant for hot young sluts. He was handsome and wealthy, plus his accent made my cunnie wet. I was all weak in the knees when he asked me out. He was twice my age, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be his teen whore. He took me to dinner at such a fancy restaurant, my menu had no prices. At that point, I had not yet discovered his masochistic side. I spilled my wine class and he called me a stupid whore. He said it in French, but I knew what he said. I had 6 years of French between high school and college. He was sitting next to me at the table. His hand grabbed the back of my hair. He slammed my face down on the table, forcing me to lick up the spilled wine. He tossed the waiter a $100 to look the other way. He then pushed me under the table, pulled out his cock and skull fucked me so hard that my head was pounding the table. He came down my throat and ordered me into the bathroom to clean myself up. I did as I was told. He scared me a bit, but that fear was arousing. I guess I took too long fixing my makeup and he came looking for me. He walked right into the ladies bathroom, pushed me into the stall, yanked my panties down and sodomized me with no lube. His hands tight around my throat as he force fucked my ass. I damn near passed out from lack of oxygen. He came up my ass as he smacked my face hard to perk me back up. We finished dinner, then he held me captive all weekend force fucking my holes. Been a few days since I was released and I still can’t sit right. Is it wrong that I can’t wait to see him again?
Dinner last night was amazing!
Dinner last night was amazing and it was all because I just happened to drive a different way home than I usually do. Traffic was terrible and I was forced to turn… but as soon as I did, I saw Lois. She was sitting on a bench, leaning to the side almost passed out… it was perfect, how could I turn down an opportunity like that? I pulled over and asked her if she needed a ride home, she couldn’t really answer me but that was ok, I just helped her up and put her in my car and drove her home. I knew that Rick would be so excited when he saw the surprise I had for him, it had been weeks since we had a yummy dinner like this! Lois was so drunk that she didn’t even start to wake up until I was struggling to get her out of the car, I almost dropped her but luckily Rick heard me pull in and came out to help. He was so happy with Lois, she was absolutely perfect, chubby but not super fat, drunk but not all doped up, she was going to be delicious! She came around fully while we were washing her, she was scared and kept asking what we were doing but all we did was laugh at her. We didn’t tell her she was going to be dinner until we started rubbing the oil into her skin, she screamed and tried to struggle but she was tied far too tightly to be able to escape. She went right into the oven and cooked for several hours, until she was golden brown and crispy… my mouth was watering already! It was a truly perfect dinner, Lois was cooked to perfection, it was definitely a night to remember!
Trained by Your K9
I will do whatever you say, sweet Master. Ever since you took me off the streets that day I finally feel like I am where I am supposed to be – under your control and under your spell. You are so cruel and yet I love you with my whole body. Until today I had fooled myself that I was worthy of such happiness and that you would never share my body with anyone else after you so much time spent breaking me down and making me yours.
I think you finally realized I was feeling good for the first time in my life. You knew that you couldn’t let me feel good. Pathetic is all I will ever be and bad is all I am allowed to feel. You came in my room, a large K9 walking beside you. I saw a large silver tag on his collar that said “Brutus”. You told me to get up on my hands and knees on the bed and told me what a dirty little fucking whore I was. You told me I mean nothing to you and that I deserve to lie down with lowly animals. I tried to beg you not to do this to me, but you didn’t listen.
Brutus jumped up on the bed and you told me to give him my pussy. I pulled my hose down in the back and Brutus began licking me with his dirty gross tongue. You stood and watched while jerking your hard cock. You reduced me to a piece of shit whore not even good enough for a human cock. As Brutus mounted me, cutting into my back with his nails, and fucking me hard with his slimy cock, you came all over my face. Brutus came all over me too and there I lay in cum from both of you. You told me to never forget have worthless I am again. I never will.
Give and Take
You finally let me out of that grungy basement and took me upstairs. Your whole house is dark and creepy, but still better than the dirty and cold basement. Even the little bit of light hurt my eyes, but no complaints from me. You don’t like complainers and I know what you would do to me. You grab my arm hard and throw me into the bathroom and tell me to clean up good. My mind started racing at the thought of being able to take a bath. I had been treated like a kept animal in a cage in the basement and covered in dirt and cum for as long as I could remember.
My mind was so fucked after the first few days of torture under your house that I couldn’t think straight. Thoughts raced through my mind as I got into the shower and felt the cold water running down my body. There was soap and it smelled so good. I rubbed it all over my tender body, flinching at each spot where you had bruised me for trying to fight back. But it still felt good. You stood and watched – your eyes looking up and down my naked body like a lion looking at prey. Your stare made my pussy throb and I couldn’t help but enjoy your sick eyes on my ass and tits.
I soaped up slowly to be sure to give you a good show. You taught me right. Once I rinsed off and turned the water off, you stepped towards me and began groping my wet naked body. Your hand always so rough and you squeezed my ass so tight I knew more bruises would come. You pushed me against the wall, climbed in, and fucked my ass up against the wall. My feeling of being clean disappeared immediately… but I guess that was your plan all along. You loved to give things just to take them away.