I thrive on abuse torture and brutal violation against me. I love the rage in the eyes when he swings, that’s at least what turned me on most about my evil uncle. Everyday after school, if my father wasn’t around to have a hand in it, he’d put me across his knees and smash my ass till it was bright red, throbbing, aching to get torn even further.
Being a submissive bondage bitch for you makes me wanna worship your cock
It turned me on so much, my swollen little loosey goosey pussy lips would drip in fear for what he would do next. The look in his eyes peering down my small titty’s, focused on my tight wet cooter, pulsating, pounding in anticipation for the scare and fear he’s going to instill in me.
That’s what I want you to do to me honey, pull my hair, slap my face and tell me “spread those legs for me whore” and make me dance like my nasty uncle did. Anal ripping, put your face to my ass, spit on my pathetic tight wet pussy. Dripping, leaking my desire for your packed punch get’s me going and flowing like a god damn river.
Fill my holes with your monster dangerous dick, my gaping vag seeping, moist and clammy after you’ve beaten me silly, pulling and biting my titty’s while your balls deep grabbing my hips so tight, ramming my ass into your groin. I’m screaming and creaming at the same time relishing in the pain. Squirting, spewing all my anxiety all over you, covering you, leaving you sticky and raw.
Take me back to that time baby, fuck me and treat me like a dog, tossing me to the side when your done.





