He Broke Me Into Submission

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Your Submissive Phone sex whore has been properly broken. I was like a wild mustang going to frat parties and getting my pussy and mouth fucked several times a night.  I was drunk and headed home with my heels in my hands and I just couldn’t believe how my pussy still ached. I needed to be fucked again. It was then that you showed up offering me a ride home. You were so sweet till I got in the car. You told me that I smelled of sex and beer, That I must be a nasty fuck slut. It took a moment to sink into my slutty drunk brain, I even giggled at first. You reached out and grabbed a fistful of my hair and demanded I give you a blow job right there. You told me how nasty and stupid of a whore bitch. I was. You drove while I was slobbering your dick and brought me to a barn where you picked me up like a rag doll and commanded me on my knees. I was sobering up and tried to run but the sting of your belt stopped me and you once again threw me down and cut off my dress. “Only whores wear no panties or bras!” You spread my legs and whipped my bare cunt over and over. I cried out in pain and then… I came hard my whole body racked in a violent orgasm. When The sun came up I was crisscrossed in whelps and my body never felt more alive. Every fuck hole had been rode hard and I was sore from head to toe. You dropped me off on the corner and told me I should be used to corners, I kept my head low and my eyes downcast as you drove off. I looked at the number in my hand and smiled. I knew I had found my calling for my wet bald pussy. 

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