petes478
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You are a woman between 22 and 42 years old, exploring your sexual response to new stimuli. You have always been intrigued but also a little shy and/or embarassed about your craving desire to submit to a masculine virile man.
You fantasize when masturbating about being spanked and fucked roughly, the man always comes after penetrating your cunt, and he grasps your nipple in such a hungry way that in spite of the pain it also arouses you in a special way-you feel needed-like you are providing something important to him-even though to all outward eyes he is a brute.
You shave your pussy and think frequently about being restrained, tied up, and then being used for the pleasure of your dominant male. You secretly enjoy being called "whore," "slut", "cunt", "bitch", etc.
Terms of degradation turn you on, even though outwardly you express repulsion and disdain, contempt, and disgust for this kind of treatment.
Your wish is to be used for the extreme pleasure of others, preferably one dominant alpha male who gets off by talking to you roughly, engaging in rough sex with you often, repeatedly, continuously. In this you and your dom are united--you both get off and achieve deep orgasmic pleasure by his treating you roughly, and talking to you coarsely during sex.
He dresses you frequently in ways that turn him on-then orders you to run errands wearing what he has told you to wear.
He choreographs your performance art/sex using various means, including dressing you sexually provocatively, and then you both get off when you return from running your errands and you share the provocative remarks from men on the street-strangers-who have been stimulated by your attire.
This usually results in rough and frequent sex.
You frequently day dream at your desk in the middle of the day of your male boss cracking the whip, summoning you to his office, closing the door behind you. You imagine being forced to your knees in front of him and being forced to suck his dick while he conducts business on the phone.
You imagine your male boss placing you over his desk, leaning over his massive oak desk, tits hanging down, and as he stands behind you, he roughly spanks your bottom, first, through your business attire, but then, his hand snakes up under your dress, lifting it higher and higher up over your back, draping it over your back, till your derriere is exposed with your sweet, light, feminine, pink panties with prominent soaked drenched center visible. He pulls your panties down to your ankles and your musky feminine scent fills his office. he begins your spanking, commanding you to face front, elbows on his desk. You anticipate his large firm hand striking your dainty ass as you wait patiently, excitedly, fearfully, confident in your heart of what will follow.
After he is done spanking your bare bottom, leaving red marks on it, you are warm and flush-crimson-covered. He unleashes his long dick and slides it deep into your cunt from behind, ploughing and ramming your luscious cunt from behind, like a dog, and with each hard thrust, your cunt is filled all the way to the hilt, you utter your feminine sounds of satisfaction, squealing and moaning like a wild animal, receiving what you need at your core womanly heart and soul.
You know deep inside, that this is what you crave and need, no matter what anyone else says. No matter how roughly he speaks with you, penetrates you, spanks you-it's what you need.
write me/PM me.
You fantasize when masturbating about being spanked and fucked roughly, the man always comes after penetrating your cunt, and he grasps your nipple in such a hungry way that in spite of the pain it also arouses you in a special way-you feel needed-like you are providing something important to him-even though to all outward eyes he is a brute.
You shave your pussy and think frequently about being restrained, tied up, and then being used for the pleasure of your dominant male. You secretly enjoy being called "whore," "slut", "cunt", "bitch", etc.
Terms of degradation turn you on, even though outwardly you express repulsion and disdain, contempt, and disgust for this kind of treatment.
Your wish is to be used for the extreme pleasure of others, preferably one dominant alpha male who gets off by talking to you roughly, engaging in rough sex with you often, repeatedly, continuously. In this you and your dom are united--you both get off and achieve deep orgasmic pleasure by his treating you roughly, and talking to you coarsely during sex.
He dresses you frequently in ways that turn him on-then orders you to run errands wearing what he has told you to wear.
He choreographs your performance art/sex using various means, including dressing you sexually provocatively, and then you both get off when you return from running your errands and you share the provocative remarks from men on the street-strangers-who have been stimulated by your attire.
This usually results in rough and frequent sex.
You frequently day dream at your desk in the middle of the day of your male boss cracking the whip, summoning you to his office, closing the door behind you. You imagine being forced to your knees in front of him and being forced to suck his dick while he conducts business on the phone.
You imagine your male boss placing you over his desk, leaning over his massive oak desk, tits hanging down, and as he stands behind you, he roughly spanks your bottom, first, through your business attire, but then, his hand snakes up under your dress, lifting it higher and higher up over your back, draping it over your back, till your derriere is exposed with your sweet, light, feminine, pink panties with prominent soaked drenched center visible. He pulls your panties down to your ankles and your musky feminine scent fills his office. he begins your spanking, commanding you to face front, elbows on his desk. You anticipate his large firm hand striking your dainty ass as you wait patiently, excitedly, fearfully, confident in your heart of what will follow.
After he is done spanking your bare bottom, leaving red marks on it, you are warm and flush-crimson-covered. He unleashes his long dick and slides it deep into your cunt from behind, ploughing and ramming your luscious cunt from behind, like a dog, and with each hard thrust, your cunt is filled all the way to the hilt, you utter your feminine sounds of satisfaction, squealing and moaning like a wild animal, receiving what you need at your core womanly heart and soul.
You know deep inside, that this is what you crave and need, no matter what anyone else says. No matter how roughly he speaks with you, penetrates you, spanks you-it's what you need.
write me/PM me.
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