1. Submisse Whore Wife


    Date: 9/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: submisse, Rating: 85, Source: xHamster

    hair making her crawl behind him into the warehouse. &#034JOHN!&#034 she screamed. He let go of her hair with one hand and slapped her across the face with the back of his other hand. &#034Shut the fuck up you little whore!&#034 Pat sat sobbing, holding her cheek as she looked up at him with disgust. He grabbed her arm pulling her coat off and dragging her to a chair and throwing her in it. He proceeded to strip her, cutting her little black strappy dress off with a knife and tying her arms behind her back with rope. He tied her legs to the chair, leaving her exposed to the cold winter elements in the abandoned warehouse wearing only a g-string and thigh high boots. &#034Please, stop. Why are you doing this?&#034 Pat sobbed. &#034I told you to shut the fuck up, you little whore!&#034 he spat at her and striking her across the other cheek with the back of his hand as he walked away. He walked out of her sight. Suddenly she felt a pain in her head and everything went black. When Pat came to, the warehouse was full of men, watching her, masturbating over her exposed body. She scanned the room looking for John but he was nowhere to be found. She noticed various different equipment that wasn't there before. One of which was a wall full of whips, canes, bondage, ropes, chains and ribbons. &#034Please, help me. Help me!&#034 Pat cried out as she pulled at her restraints. The men laughed at her. One man walked up to her as he was playing with himself and came all over her face. ...
    &#034That's the only help you'll be getting, Sugar.&#034 he smirked as he slapped his cock across her rosey cheeks smearing cum over her lips. John appeared with a white rag in his hand, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and covered her mouth and nose with the rag. As she drew deep breaths everything became hazy. When Pat came to again she was lying on a mattress covered in sweat, cum and tears; alone. She could hear someone laughing deep and loudly, but couldn't see them. She lay on the semen covered mattress holding her head in her hands as flashes of what happened began to reappear in her mind. The smell of sex all around her. A myriad of sexual experiences - first time gangbang, multiple holes abused at once, tied up, chained down, pillaged for their wicked fantasies; as she lay thinking about it, her abused pussy began to moisten once again at the thought. Reaching down she ran her hand across her bruised cunt, the slightest touch sending shivers rippling through her entire body. As she touched herself she felt the warmth of orgasm wash over her once more, she let out a loud moan. Her mind replayed one specific experience over and over, making her orgasm roll on and on. 'She was tied to a pummel horse; feet bound to the legs, d****d over the tops and her arms bound to the other side of the legs. A line formed round her, waiting for their taste of her cunt. The men watched her arousal as they stroked their cocks; waiting, watching, aching for their turn on the whore. She ...
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