Taylor



WANTED: Master for a helpless, submissive teen whore. Please, I beg you, will you help me? I’m in a new city, and I’m so lost without a Master. I need to be guided; I’m just so useless without a man and his regal rod to worship. If I have no Master to please and serve, my life has no purpose. I’m barely legal, and so vulnerable, I’m frightened to think about what will happen to me if I don’t find a Master soon.

I’m well behaved, I really am. Even if I sniffle and cry, I promise I’ll do everything you want to your liking. I will be your personal property to do whatever you wish. When you want to humiliate and degrade me, I will be your dutiful, young cumbucket. Tie me up. Gag me. Blind-fold me. Spank me. Whatever makes Master happy is my greatest satisfaction. There’s something about the anticipation brought on by not knowing what will happen to me. My tight, little vertical smile just drools when I have no control.

I learned compliance from my older brother. My mother became an alcoholic and a worthless human, after my dad left. So, my brother became both parents to me. My brother had control over everything I did, when I did it, how I did it, and with whom. So, when he caught me fingering my sugar hole, one day, he decided it was time for me to be deflowered, and he would be the one to do it. He tied my hands, so I couldn’t touch myself, and gagged me so my screams wouldn’t be heard. He was hoping that his tough love would make me want to shun my sexuality. He was surprised to discover that not only did I really enjoy his power-moves, but he had never been so turned on! A Master and his cumslut were created.

Now, I’m on my own, and in need of domination. I know I’m not worthy, Master, but please, please, won’t you call and dick-tate me?

Obedient Taylor

1 comments

    • Aaron on June 15, 2015 at 8:50 am
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    Are u taking calls

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