Submissive Obedient Slut is My New Title

He makes no apologies as he takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom

I’m not going to lie, my knees are shaking, and my pussy is leaking down the inside of my thigh, knowing that I will be his submissive, obedient slut.   Candles are the only light in the room. Meanwhile, my arousal is at its peak now.  Moreover, I’m not sure what I just got myself into, but the way that my pussy is quivering, I don’t give a single fuck. Every part of my body wants this man. His pheromones are chemically causing a reaction deep inside my DNA.  So, all I know is that I will do anything that he wants. Absolutely no limits, thus I’m so turned on, knowing how vulnerable this makes me.

Submissive, obedient slut can be my new title.

Nevertheless, I do not give a fuck. I hope that this motherfucker breaks me and ruins me in a way that only he can.

Next, he unbuttons my blouse and slips it off accordingly, then my skirt follows.  Consequently,  I am left standing before him in my pretty lace bra, matching panties, and knee-high leather boots. Suddenly, I’m grateful for wardrobe choices.

He sits back in a chair, a huge grin spreading across his face. He motions for me to dance. To begin, I tease him with slow, deliberate circles of my hips, my body moving in a fluid, hypnotic, sensual rhythm. The candlelight kisses my skin.

He pulls me effortlessly onto him and effortlessly spreads me across his lap. The sting of his bare hand slapping my plump, juicy butt cheek causes my clit to throb and ache. As a result, I am so turned on. I need this man now.

He dumps me onto the floor like the submissive, obedient slut that I am.

Next, I kneel before him. He takes his cock out of his jeans, and I immediately begin slurping it.  Soon, I’m so hungry for him, and it shows. He thrust his cock deeper into my mouth, and it slides into my throat, blocking off my air. I hold him there, which drives him wild, and he starts bucking his hips like a madman, fucking my face.

My eyes are watering like crazy. For this reason, my mascara is ruined and running down my face. I don’t break eye contact with him. He keeps fucking my mouth, shoving it as far as he wants down my throat.

He helps me on top of him, as I straddle his hips, and guide him inside of me. I ride him up and down, like a horse on a carousel. Squeezing his huge cock with each upstroke, like the submissive, obedient slut that I am.  He can’t take it for long, or he is going to bust a nut.

“Get on the bed, on your back,” he demands, and I do as he says.

Then he mounts me, between my legs, and on top of me. He begins to fuck the shit out of me, faster and harder, he pounds. I wrap my legs around his waist, as he wraps his strong hand around my throat, causing me to lose it.

I arch my back as the orgasm starts to overtake my body. Still, this is better than any of the kinky cuckold fantasies I’d been having. He keeps thrusting his rock-hard rod into my soaking wet pussy, rubbing my clit just as vigorously.  I’m now his submissive, obedient slut.  Simultaneously, it happens, he closes his hand around my throat, and pussy juices start squirting out of me like a faucet as he dumps his huge creampie in my pussy.

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