I was a dirty slut at the Halloween party

By the time you showed up I was very, very drunk. I did things a good girl doesn’t do, but I promise to behave from now on. I’ll never forget that I belong to you William, I swear. When you humiliated me in front of our friends I enjoyed it. I begged you for more because I knew it’s what I deserved. I earned the shame that I feel right now for being such an attention whore. I wanted everyone to notice me in my sexy little cop costume and they did.


When you walked through the door the first thing you saw was me grinding my tight ass into another man’s lap. Before I could make up an excuse, you pulled me off him and threw me on the ground in front of every one. I’ll never forget how angry you looked standing over me or the embarrassment I felt when you spit directly onto my face. You called me a whore and told every boy in the room to use me however they wanted.
I was afraid, but I knew deep down that I needed to be taught a lesson. When I act like a dirty slut, I get treated like one. Hopefully, I learned from my mistake because it was awful. Every hole was overflowing with cum that came from at least a dozen different cocks. My entire body ached, making it nearly impossible for me to move. You didn’t offer help, you just laughed while you watched me struggle.

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