BDSM Phone Sex Slut Being Taken In Hand-Part 2
Welcome to part 2! Follow us again as Morgan lets go and gives in to being a BDSM Phone Sex Slut. Finally, he was heaving out the words, and his cock was pressing tightly against his pants.
It made me sob more as panic drove me to squirm again. And then I saw it in his face. The doubt. However, wondering if I was able to really handle this. I saw the glimmer in his eyes and sat up, pushing my torso at him with all my strength. My arms were screaming in pain as he held them. He let go of one of my arms to get leverage and I used it to try and clock him. My aim as a BDSM Phone Sex Slut wasn’t perfect so I only scraped his chin with my knuckles without much contact. It was enough for him to get out of his doubt. He put his hand around my neck and began to squeeze on my pressure points.
“You have about 15 seconds before you pass out. You can either wake up in the middle of an ass fucking, or be awake for the whole thing. I don’t care which, but stop moving right fucking now.”
And that was it. BDSM Phone Sex Slut went limp as my mind swam in his victory. He let go of my neck and ripped the duct tape off my mouth.
“You keep your mouth shut. You can whimper and moan, and that’s all. Stay a good girl and I’ll use your cunt juices for lube. Start your shit again, and I’ll fuck your ass dry.”
After that, my upper body began to shake, the tears cascading in rivulets down my face. I looked up at him and saw the jolt he got from fucking my head into knots.
“All I want to hear from you right now, is ‘Yes, Sir,’ got it?”
However, I opened my mouth as he began to unbuckle my jeans. I felt myself becoming his BDSM Phone Sex Slut. That’s when I said it.
“Fuck you.”
It was quiet, but he heard it.
20 seconds later, I would be out cold. He didn’t lie, he pushed his cock inside me, and without being able to resist, my ass opened for his cock and swallowed it whole. Still, he fucked me slow, and when I came to, I began to moan as I stretched open for him.
“Please, Sir?”
“Please what?”
“Sir, may I please cum?”
He reached around and pulled on my clit roughly. My juices were running down his balls and splashing on his thighs. The orgasm was building, and getting past the point where I could stop.
“Cum for me, Morgan. Cum all over me with my big cock in your ass. Show me what a dirty ass phone sex submissive whore you are for me.”
I let go, bearing down as the muscles in my cunt squeezed and my ass clamped onto his cock, milking his orgasm. Following, I moaned hard into my arm and then heard his heavy groan. I was his BDSM Phone Sex Slut.
He began to fuck my asshole with reckless abandon. It burned with my tightening around him, but I wanted to take the pain for him. As he spanked my ass, I felt the splash of his long streams of cum push far up in my asshole.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”
When we both came down, he dug inside my submissive asshole and pulled out his cum, feeding it to me.
“Good girl.”
However, that was just the beginning of the night.
For two days after, I still walked a bit funny. Drying a towel on my raw cunt in the shower the next day would make my knees buckle.
And now I ache again to be a BDSM Phone Sex Slut Being Taken In Hand! To be submissive to his domination. To take it as rough as he wants to give it.
That danger. That loss of control. The dark deep bliss of nothing running through my head but the pain and the pleasure.
Maybe it’s not him I miss, but the feeling of being bested as a BDSM Phone Sex Slut. Finally, that no matter how hard I fought, I would still lose. That reminder that I wasn’t anything special.
He’s long gone, but I wait for the one who won’t even have to be told to let go.
However, I know he is out there.
I know he’s waiting too.
He’s reading this right now.
I hope he knows that I will wait for him.
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