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Slave Leigh experiences what it’s like to have a crowded pussy at the direction of her Master.

“Find your suction toy and attach it to the closed toilet lid.”

I quickly undress as I head toward the nearest bathroom. Once there, I squat upon the cock and let it brush against my opening.filled pussy

“Yeah, that’s it.  Massage your clit with the tip of the dick.”

My breathing quickened as the dildo danced upon my fuck button.

“Master, this toy is rather long and large” I explain.

“Yes, and it is ALL going inside of you. Master wants to see you feel what it’s like to take a large cock.”

I’ll admit, I didn’t know how I was going to fit this all of it inside of me, but my sensitive clit was taking a liking to the stimulation…

To be continued…

 

Did Leigh’s crowded pussy surrender to an orgasm without permission from Master?

Slave Leigh shares her insight on her whore training by Master.breast bondage

Last night Master’s filthy mind was prepared with an over-sized agenda of what our training would entail.  His expectations were firmly stated, and I was recruited to serve his needs.

The grand finale being that my pussy would receive a repeated pounding that it so desperately craved.

Tell Master who owns those tits…”

Visions of my bondaged breasts from earlier in the day drifted in my thoughts.

“You like how Master had you out in public with your nipples rubbing against your shirt today…didn’t you?”

…to be continued

 

 

Were Master’s filthy ways building Leigh to become his insatiable cum fuck whore?

Leigh finds herself thrust into a BDSM training session immediately after work without warning.

orgasming womanLately, Master has a thing for fucking my pussy until I beg for not another thrust.

I had just walked in the door and took a sip of my Starbucks.  I had planned on chilling to a new season of a television show.

Instead Master the dictatorial phoned me.  His orders snuffed out my plans swiftly.  Much like a bobcat capturing an unsuspecting rabbit.

“Remove your clothes” he instructed.

There was no questioning his rules.  Within moments, my plaid skirt was dropped around my ankles and bare breasts ready to be used for Master’s wishes.  I guessed that he wanted me to pound my gushy fresh shaven pussy.  I really wanted to watch my show instead.  “Right now Master?  Perhaps in an hour?” I suggested.

“Massage your clit with the tip of the dildo”  he growled ignoring my suggestion.  His brash words had me squirming in the unknown.

“Spread your legs…nice and wide.  Yes, just like that.”

“Yes Master.”  I struggled to insert more than just the giant head inside of my pink stretchy pussy lips.

“Deeper” he insisted, as the firm cock crowded my cherry.  My cunt was clenched tightly around his dick.

“Show Master who the fuck whore pussy slave is.  Show me how you like to fuck.”  His husky voice and choice of words had me slipping in subspace.

Suddenly, I found my snatch splashing drippy cum in a full all out hose action.  My sheets were severely soaked.

Lastly, I was sprawled out on the bed and didn’t quite didn’t understand what my body just did.  I found myself  in awe of how skilled Master is at bringing about arousal.

Will Master give Leigh’s pussy a break from the hard BDSM training sessions or will he continue to train her to endure a good hard fuck frequently?

 

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Submissive Leigh finds herself lost in pleasure at the skillful mercy of Master.

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It wasn’t long after my alarm clock sounded, that a submissive such as myself was thrust out of bed and instructed to sit on top of a dildo.

I fucked it like a wild animal in heat. All of this was quite unexpected as I had just been lying in my warm bed slowly waking and going through the days events in my mind.

Swiftly, in whooshed Master’s message and inquisition, “what are you wearing?” he asked.

“The feel of my soft fingertips pressing on my growing clit aroused and fed my inner slut.

Shortly after his question, I was feeling the cool air upon my undressed skin. Cold enough to alert my rosy nipples and to bring about bumps to my flesh. I promptly assumed my role of Master’s cum whore slave, complete with a pink leather collar. 

“Touch your clit with your fingertips” his gruff testosterone voice directed, ” tell me if you are wet.”

I reached down to discover that I am drenched in warm slick wet pussy juice…

…to be continued

Can Leigh find the courage to tell her Master that she daydreams of what he would be like in person?   Is she turning a corner and craving her skillful Master’s ways?  

Leigh shares the growing concern regarding an anal plug punishment.

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I could detect the discipline he was about to administer right here at my work. His phone call instantly popped my zen bubble leaving my mood soured.  I thought I had excused myself of our training with my busy schedule.  

I felt it being propelled out of my hole by the virgin tightness.

“Do tell me, where are my pictures kitten?”

“I sent you an email telling you this week was too busy to train Master.”

“Nonsense, where is your anal plug?”

“It’s in my purse.” Is he serious?

“Go to the restroom and drive it into your tight asshole. Now!” he ordered.

I promptly walked to the restroom and once inside, I pulled down my cum stained pants.  I slowly wedged the plug into my tight hole.

“Nice and deep.”…

…to be continued

 

Whatever will Master do to Leigh when he administers the remainder of her punishment?  Can Leigh handle working with a spicy hot unhappy Master?

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