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"Such a greedy little slut, begging for my cock with every clench of that pussy." The day passes in a haze of pain and pleasure. Dominic uses me in every position imaginable…on my back, on my side, bent over the edge of the bed, even standing with my legs wrapped around his waist as he holds me against the wall. He comes inside me four times, his knot swelling and locking us together each time, forcing my body to accept his seed. Between rounds, he forces food and water into my mouth, his fingers sometimes lingering, making me clean them with my tongue.

Did she think she was living in a fairy tale and that they were a normal married couple who loved and respected each other? Belladonna became even more confused and kept struggling under his weight. Her breath was gasping, her chest rising and falling. Her wrists began to turn red from his strong grip, which pinned her down on the bed. She wondered to herself, was he really her husband? Why was he treating her so violently? The way Dominic treated Belladonna was typical of him— violent in their sex life.

The photo is of a fat male clad in skin tight leather from head to toe, whipping a female suspended … from the ceiling. “He’s uhm… He’s a collector of “rare” females. Different races, different creatures. So I’m certain having a pregnant red wolf would be a fabulous addition. He’s probably got at least a dozen wives, numerous girlfriends. Who knows how many kids. Gets his money from his shipping businesses… you know containers that can bring you anything you want discreetly. He’s one of the most notorious doms in the world of underground S&M. He’s brutal, gets off on the pain he inflicts. He probably owns a third of the bondage clubs in Europe. Girls that don’t hold up, that he thinks are we

Valentina cupped her tits and whispered “Fuck us, punish us choke us fuck our throats like last time” Sofia bent over the desk legs spread open so he could see her pussy lips twitching through the lace “Oh fuck Master you locked the door this is gonna be so much fun” Dominic stepped forward They expected his cock. His fingers. His voice ordering them onto the desk onto their knees into his lap But what they didn’t know Was he didn’t lock the door to fuck them He locked it to teach them

"Our sexuality belongs to our Dominant and when and where we have sex is up to them. Rhonda hasn't had sex since Tuesday, no matter how badly nor how much she wanted it. It's why she was so desperate to orgasm now. You will crave release from anyone. Despite Rhonda being a lesbian, she will beg to be fucked by my Master to get the sex she needs. Our Dominants see to it our needs are met for the most part, but if I'm not having a dozen orgasms a day, it's hard for me." "You have a dozen orgasms a day?" Shasta asked, astounded. "More most days," I replied. "The number is often up to my Master, but if permitted, I cum easily and often, even while being punished." "I call bullshit," Shasta said.

She's silent and her attention is solely focused on me, so I take it as a cue to continue, hoping it'd get through to her this time. "He had a harem of women who were into the dominant/submissive thing; BDSM. You tried to escape after the first few days of your marriage but he found you and made you pay for running away by beating you up and then forcefully having sex with you. As if that was not enough, he informed your parents and your father threatened to kill you if you ever did that again."

“I’ll tell you a story. A few months before you arrived there was a Gladiator in the villa that Domina had hired to please her. His cock looked like a baby holding an apple in its fist. I often heard Domina scream as he plunged his shaft into her.” “What happened to him?”

Smut warning⚠️ ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ DOMINIC Morning comes again, and I wake up next to my beautiful wife, my love, and finally, she becomes my submissive too. I don't expect how open-minded she is about this. If I knew she would be this open, I would ask her to become my submissive after we married, but everything in this life has a destiny.

“Fuck yourself deep while you serve them. I want to see how much you love being a locked cuck.” Mark’s tiny pink cage throbbed as he positioned the thick dildo under himself. With his face burning, he lowered his ass onto it right there in front of everyone. The fat head stretched his hole wide, making him whimper as he sank down inch by inch until it was buried deep inside him. “Yes… like that, faggot.” Cindy moaned as her first bull mounted her. Chinedu slammed into Cindy’s cum-filled cunt and bred her hard. Mark watched inches away as he released rope after rope pumped into his wife’s womb, the moment Chinedu pulled out, Mark crawled to him, dildo still lodged in his ass.

“Push through it, kid. This is how you learn to take everything I give you. Tell me how it feels having my seed plugged inside you while you work.” “It feels dirty… and addictive,” I moaned, holding the plank as best I could. “Like I really belong to you now. The egg is rubbing right against that spot you fucked so hard earlier.” He made me do bridges next, then some slow leg raises. Every movement pushed more cum out, running down my skin while the low buzz drove me crazy. By the end I was whimpering, close to another edge. “Enough,” Dom finally said, pulling me up. “Come here. One last round before you leave tonight.”