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Need a little slut for some facial abuse
.Im not going to put a typical profile here because Im not here on some big search. This is just a part of me, it always has been. Ive had time to learn alot about kink and Im always down for an intellectual discussion if thats youre thing, or we could keep it light.
Im into power play and humiliation, control and programing. Those are only some of my favorites, just to give you some idea of who I am, theres plenty of other fun games to play )
Its always interesting to hear about other peoples kinks
If you want to know more, message me and ask
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Nicki was the kind of girl that everyone noticed. She was the center of attention in every room, she always had been. Her well developed "teen-queen" skill set had made it so no one could look at her, male or female, without feeling a pang of envy and desire.
Her nails were perfect, her honey blond hair always behaved exactly how she wanted it to. puffy pink lips and steel blue eyes.
She was always the center of attention, and it was no different here, in the back room of a night club she couldn't even remember the name of.
The salty fluid hit the back of her throat with enough force to make even her long dead gag reflex give attempt a weak protest. Unfortunately, it only served to help her draw thick glob of cum into her sinuses.
Her eyes were stinging, worse than her puffy, over worked lips. The muscles in her face were numb. She couldnt keep them locked around the flesh piston using her throat. Coughing and sputtering, she leaned forward without any consideration but her purpose, still coughing she forced herself to swallow the shaft to it's root, still choking up a thick mix of fluids, gushing out over her chin and dripping over her swollen tits.
She needed this.
The weight of being perfect fell away along with her bra, when they had held her bent backwards on the managers desk and her body was engulfed by rough hands tearing her clothes away.
Her lips had locked around the first hot, hard member and her worries had started to melt. She could feel his cock plunging out her worries. Her grades, her breakup, her parents disappointment... the abortion.
She willed herself forward again, coughing up a mouthful of spit and cum cocktail, stopping her thinking.
In one motion, a belt was suddenly behind her head, pulling her in, crushing her nose into his pelvis. She could hear the buckle fastened behind his back over her garbled gs.
She had been ging for air already but with the meat of his cock wedged in her throat and she could hardly suck in the air it took to stay conscious.
She could hear the men laughing...
The worry was gone, replaced completely with the need to serve, to be used.
The first man was grabbing her by the hips. He must have come around again, his big hands spread her pillow-like ass cheeks wide, and shoved he was starting to tear his way into her asshole. His dick was already well lubed from warming up her throat earlier, it didn't take long for her body to give in...
Her vision faded out, her air deprived brain was shake, it couldn't process the pain of the breach as well...it was the first time someone had dared even suggest anal to "princess Nicki", but she wouldn't have tried to stop him if she had been able to speak. If her arms weren't weak and bruised from the strength of the men's grips restraining her. If she didn't know she was going to cum harder than she ever had fucking like a princess.
Just as the belt came loose, the darkness closed in and she slipped into unconsciousness. Broken but new, utterly used, happiness washed over her sex soaked brain. She knew she had served her purpose as she passed out on the spit, cum, and liquor soaked floor. She was happy and, for once, actually proud of herself. |
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| Age: 25 |
| Ashland,
Ohio |
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