1. The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles Chapter 2: Julie, Naked in the Park


    Date: 6/17/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Humiliation, Male Domination, Male/Female, Mind Control, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    “Get dressed,” he said, tossing my tank top and shorts. “We better get out of here before the cops show up.” “Sure,” I smiled. “Whatever you say, Karl.” I hesitated, pulling my tank top over my cum-stained tits, then asked, “Maybe we could do this again.” “Really?” he asked. “Did you get off on being watched?” I shook my head. “I got off on being commanded. I can do anything, no matter how humiliating or disgusting, if you tell me to do it. I'm your love slave, your fucktoy.” I threw my arms around his neck, pressing my body against him. “I'm yours to abuse.” His smile was broad, hungry like a wolf's. “I can think of a few more degrading things to do to you.” “Good.” I kissed him hard, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. God, I loved this wonderful man. I broke the kiss, leaving Karl momentarily dazed, a surprised and pleased smile on his face. I bent down and pulled on my shorts. My bra and panties were left behind as we jogged to my powered-blue Audi. Karl drove. We passed through the light at 87th Avenue, just a few blocks away, when a Lakewood cop sped past, lights blaring. I laughed as adrenaline suddenly spiked through me. We got away with it! Karl pulled off the street suddenly, and drove his car behind the strip mall that contained a Dollar Tree store. “I got to fuck you!” he moaned. “Goddamn, it was hot watching you run around covered in my jizz and parading your body. I was so proud; that was my slut all those guys were lusting after!” I smiled at him. “You ...
    know how to make a girl feel loved.” We quickly piled out of the car. He shoved me up against the wall of the building, half-hidden by a dumpster, and yanked my jogging shorts down. “Oh, yes!” I moaned as his short, fat dick pummeled my pussy, shoving my tits against the wall. “Fuck me!” I moaned and screamed as loud as I could, secretly hoping someone would see us. I wanted the entire world to see me submitting to my boyfriend's lusts. His thrusts were violent, shoving me against the concrete wall. Even through my tanktop, the rough texture of the wall painful rasped against my breasts and nipples every time he buried into me. He was so strong, and I was helpless to resist. All I could do was fuck my hips back, and enjoy the best lover I've ever had. “You'll never be a cunt to me again, will you, Julie?” he growled. “Never!” I moaned. “I'm your fucktoy. Oh, God! Fuck me, rape me! Do whatever you want to me. I love it!” “Even if I made you stand on the street corner, and blow any disgusting, homeless man for a dollar?” “Yes!” I moaned, picturing how humiliating that would be, a cheap streetwalker sucking filthy cocks in disgusting alleys. A one dollar hooker! Was there anything nastier than that? My orgasm neared. “Would you let me fuck you in the ass in the middle of your father's church!” “I would!” I screamed. “I'd lifted up my Sunday dress, bend over the pew, and moan like a bitch as you buggered me! Even if my dad was watching!” “Filthy cunt!” he growled. “That's all you ...
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