You must strip down as soon as you enter my lair. Remove all traces of who you are outside of my sphere of influence and then I will begin to make you my bitch. A nice cock ball gag shoved in your mouth and locked in tight will keep you on task as I shove a butt plug up your ass. A few hard slaps to the face and we can pick out your dress. I keep a few frilly pink concoctions just for little whores like you. There we go! Let’s complete your look with a pair of satin panties and you’ll be ready for a little corner time. Reflect on your place in the universe for a while, you can entertain me with your suffering in a bit.
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It is going to be a boring weekend on campus, so I plan a party.
You live next door to my parent’s house. My parents have to go out of town for the weekend. I want to have a pool party with my hottest girlfriends. I want you to buy us beer and vodka. You do have the best pool and I know that you are weak. Do you want a bunch of wild drunk college girls in your house and pool? Your head says this is not a good idea, but your dick wants to see if he can get inside one of those bikini bottoms.
We have a great sex pool party. We get you drunk and we take complete advantage of you. My hot girlfriends use your house, your pool and your dick. We make you serve and worship each smooth pussy. We keep you hard by making you take those little blue pills which keeps your cock hard for hours. We tease you and your serve us. Your little ass gets fucked by a strap-on. You are forced to drink and forced to cum for us. We use for our weekend sex slave.
You wake up Sunday at noon to an empty house. Your house is trashed. Your dick is drained and your ass is sore. Wow, you never in your wildest dreams did you think you would ever be gang banged by a bunch of college girls.
It’s been one of those days. I’m looking for an outlet for my frustration. This would be a good night to hear your breathy whimper when I tell you to snap your balls with the rubber band again. I love that hesitation that makes my pussy clench because it screams of your fear and dread. “Go on now, be a good boy, I don’t want to be cross with you!” And then the gratifying sound of rubber striking flesh and the shrieky little agonized sound you make have me pulling my panties aside so I can stroke my clit. I love listening to a man suffer. It makes me so hot I have to cum. How many times can I cum before your endurance breaks and you sob?
Oooppsss! Did you just wake up with a sore ass and completely confused? You look scared baby. Okay I may have slipped something in your drink last night. Don’t’ worry though you loved ever minute of it. Let me jog your memory. I pull down the sheets and reveal you wearing my sexy black g-string.
You also notice an massive 8”strap-on. That’s right, I rammed this so far up your ass you yelped.
I am going to help you remember, baby.
I take the strap-on and slip it into your mouth, suck on it, taste your ass. You want to say no, but you can’t help getting aroused. Get it nice and wet for me. I pull it out of your mouth. I slither it down your chin, chest, stomach, punnie cock and right into your stretched, sore ass. You begin to moan with great arousing pain. While I am abusing your ass your little dick is throbbing. You want to cum so badly, but you better ask me first. Let me watch you stroke your wiener. Cum for me and try to shoot it into you mouth this time. I want you to taste your cum. That’s it cum for me…oh yes! Taste your salty, sticky cream in your mouth. The taste of your ass and cum is a delicious treat. I get up and pull the g-string off you and put it on. I hand you my number and tell you to call me for another intense session.
Listen my pets as I tell you a story, a steamy story of a man I will never forget. About a year ago my friends convinced me to place a personal ad. Why not, if nothing else I would find a willing victim. I had many replies and no one peaked my interest. One day I got a reply from a man named Gabe. We talked back and forth a few times, I was intrigued. Okay let’s us be honest, my pussy got wet whenever we spoke. Finally we were to met at a club I frequent. I wore a black spider web dress slit to my hip showing my pale legs and a pair of Hades shoes. When I saw him I was, well all I could think of was really? He looked kind of silly in clothes that were way to worn and his not long enough hair was pulled back. We had a few drinks are we talked, the more we talked the more I started to feel a thick, dark sexual attraction I could not explain. He had a scent, strong, animal like and it was drawing me in. People walked by us but I noticed no one, just Gabe. He was ultra slim, almost fragile but I could tell through those tight worn black pants his cock was huge. I am a goddess, but he had this control over me that was growing every minute. He pulled my hair as he pulled me towards him to kiss, a kiss like no other. Our tongues were fucking was the only way I could describe this feeling. If I had left my drink with him I would almost think he spiked it, as these feelings of animal lust I can not explain. I followed him to his house. I say house but it was a small storage trailer on a plot of land. As soon as he got in he ripped my dress off and threw me down on the cold and dirty floor. It was like rape the way he took me, but I wanted it, wanted him. He bit into my neck savagely as he pushed his cock into my pussy. He was huge in length and girth. It actually hurt entering me, but I raised my hips and took him all. The room was spinning as he pounded me harder and faster than I have ever experienced. We lay in a puddle of sweat for what seemed like minutes till he was hard again. He flipped me over and took ass hard as he bit the back of my neck. I fell asleep and woke up alone. The night was foggy and my thoughts everywhere as I drove home with the smell of him all over me and his cum dripping out of me. I could not get him out of my mind, he never called me nor I him. About a month later curiosity got the best of me and I drove to where he lived. I had no intentions, not really sure why I did it. There was no plot of land or storage trailer. Nothing!!! Well, that is my story of a man I will never forget.
Now, young man, I have met with your Mom. She and I agree that you need private tutoring sessions until you improve your math grade. When you are in my class, you seem very distracted, and you are having a very difficult time concentrating. Since our math class is right after lunch, you will come to my classroom for private tutoring sessions during your lunch hour. Instead of spending only one hour a day with me, you will be spending two straight hours a day with me. I see you twitching and I see something growing in your pants.
OH MY! Yes, now it makes sense! I have had this problem with boys like you. I understand now. I know how to solve this problem. There is only one logical solution! I will take care of that stiff cock in your pants. You need to be completely drained dry, so you can focus on your studies. So just to be clear, I will do what ever it takes to milk your cock every day before math class. Agreed?
Ms. Ava
I spotted him at my favorite nightclub. He was an older quiet, sexy man from the Midwest here on business. I overheard him complain that he hated LA. Well, I “looked at him with those soft eyes, so innocent and blue.” I wanted to show him everything that LA has to offer. I asked him to dance. Of course, he said yes. I danced so sexy. I whispered in his ear that I was going to make sure that he had a good time tonight. “He knew right away the he was too far from home.”
There are no ladies like me back home. He knew he was in trouble and that he should return to his hotel. He said that he had an early morning flight, but I was not done with him. I told him that I would drive him to his hotel. I talked him into a quick trip to the beach on the way to his hotel. I “took his hand and led him along that golden beach.” He was amazed and thrilled that I had a bikini on under my dress. I got him to take off his shirt, walk and “watch the waves tumble over the sand.” He found the sound of the waves and my voice completely hypnotic. He was afraid that “he had lost all control.”
Again he told me that he was having a great time, but he needed me to take him back to his hotel. I smiled and we hopped into my car. Suddenly, he realized that I was heading up “this twisting turning road.” Driving “higher and higher,” leaving the city behind, and “above all those lights.” He knew that I was in control. I was behind the wheel and he realized that I always get my way. He knew I was the type of girl that had “all of the skills” that tempt and seduce men. “He saw my face and he lost all control.”
He is under my control all right! Needless to say, he missed his flight and didn’t reschedule a new one. “Night after night, day after day, it went on and on” and one morning he woke up looking at my sleeping face and he wondered if he would ever go home.
He had lost all control!
Blame those Hollywood Nights! Blame those Hollywood Hills, and especially blame us Hollywood Girls that make men like you, lose all control!
Skylar
So you come back for more CBT. You whimpered and whined that you want even more next time. Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it. You are completely pathetic and you need intense pain so you can feel alive. Physical pain makes your cock hard. You have an extremely high pain tolerance. No one understands your need for pain but me.
I have a new crop, a new strap on, and new torture device ready for you and your balls. You want to know what I have, but I am not going to tell you here. You will just have to wait for your call and experience it. I know that you have the patience of a child, but you will just have to suffer no matter how much you beg. Oh, all right! Your whining wears me down. You are really a little pathetic bitch. I will give you ONE clue. My new torture device begins with an “h.” If you crave CBT as much as you say, you will know what I have ready for you.
Koko
It’s amazing the power I have over your cock. The instant you see me online you immanently get turned on with the anticipation of hearing my voice. Just the matter of a few digits to dial you have me on the other end, and of course, I am eager and anxious to talk to you as well.
You know your cock belongs to me and you absolutely love that I am the “boss” and you and I both know I love being the boss of your cock. I own your orgasms and the boss likes to make sure they are big and explosive every single time.
When you call me, I instantly know what you want and I make sure I give it to you every single time. Just as much as your cock responds to my voice, my pussy responds to yours as well.
Whither it’s your very first time talking to me or your hundredth time, the boss will own your cock and you will not want it any other way!
I love it when my Master ties me up in the bathtub. He makes me sit in scorching water as he raises my legs and ties them to the shower pole. No lights are on, just candles decorated around the bathroom with roses infused with the bathwater. He likes to pose my body, probably in the most painful way, but I start forgetting about it as soon as he pours the hot wax all over my breasts and let it trickle down to my bellybutton. Then as he licks my feet and nibbles on them, he pours more wax and watches it slide right around my pussy lips and I just love that warm feeling around my clit, it makes me cream. The wax is sexy and turns me on. Sometimes he sticks a beautiful red long-stemmed thorn rose in between my teeth and takes pictures of me. I just go with the flow even if I have to withstand the pain because seeing the pleasure in his eyes makes me want to fuck him right in that moment. I love my Master to take control of what is rightfully his and I make sure I follow every rule.
