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Please do not contact me if you do NOT have an actual FETISH for very big breasts and the desire to degrade a slut! "hey beautiful" or "you are gorgeous" is NOT degrading. Also, the constant, "Are you real?" or "Are you serious?" is ridiculous to ask and makes you seem completely fraudulent yourself. Get to know someone first, then you will see how "real" and "serious" they are. Put the time in, do the work, if this lifestyle means as much to you as it does to this titcow.
This big-titted slut is seeking a strict, controlling, creative, preferably older One with a fetish for very big breasts who likes to humiliate, degrade and objectify a slut by using her TITS. PLEASE understand that if we are not clicking or if we want different things, this titslut is going to not waste either of our time by continuing, so PLEASE be mature enough to handle rejection if that is the case.
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--A Few Rules for a TitWhore from a Titty Master--
1. Keep the tits filled with milk as much as possible. Cut back on the milking times, so the tits are always sloshing and heavy.
2. Keep the nipples hard and swollen, as much as possible, but especially when in the presence of a Dom/Domme. Swollen, hard and leaking is preferable!
3. Always, ALWAYS, offer the tits to whoever shows interest in them, especially if they wish to nurse from them.
4. Wear thin white tops, braless, whenever possible. All eyes should be on those big, giant, obscene milk factories exploding off your chest, slut.
5. Be ready to have the ass filled with cock or whatever hard object of Sir's choosing when it's time for those mountainous titties to be milked!
6. Punishment for any infraction may lead to the giant-tittied cow having to go without a bra in public after missing 2 milking times. Having those heavy, milk-filled gallons swinging so wildly from your chest, while your nipples are bursting through whatever top is trying so desperately to cover those mammoth titts but yet sticking to them from the moisture, should be an embarrassment to even those who have to view the whore!
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*Dreams*
He comes striding in, and smiles to see his whore on her knees for Him already, His tits out of their tight bra and hanging there for his pleasure only. His greeting is rarely the same, and today he smacks each tit soundly, then the whore's face as a moan slips out of her mouth.
He is not in the mood to listen to the slut tonight, and gags her.
He draws her over his lap, ass high and tits hanging, then he pulls them, pinching them, twisting the nipples brutally. The whore's titmilk drools from her pouting nipples and shoots across the floor. He wipes his milk-covered fingers on her bare ass, then reaches beneath his chair and comes up with her pumps. He attaches both electric pumps quickly to her nipples and watches as they go to work on His whore's udders. He feels between her legs and spanks her ass hard a few times at the wetness He discovers from her cunt...
Oh, the feeling is exquisite.. she is so afraid of cumming right there! But then, then He is behind her, the pumps still working both her titties and His cock sliding into her asshole.. |
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"Take them out, tittyslut," He said, smiling from across the table. I felt my blood begin to race, and my hands shakingly moved down to my white tank top. He had picked out the top, knowing it would embarrass the whore to be stuffed into it, the giant tits hardly restrained by the built-in bra.
I kept my eyes cast down, which only made it worse for me to pull each tit out of the top and let them hang, bare for all to see. He reached out and grabbed a nipple immediately, rolling it while He spoke, "You can touch them for $5, but it will be a bit more if you want this big-titted whore to really show you how slutty she can be..." The three other males I had never seen before at the table went for their wallets, never removing their eyes from my exposed tits. I felt the blush rise over my face.
He spoke again to several of them, but by now the blood was so loud racing through my head, I could hear nothing. Before I could react, two new pairs of hands were rubbing both tits, squeezing them and pulling the hard nipples out taut. He chuckled, and moved one of their hands away from my right tit, then smacked it soundly with his open palm, telling the other man, "That is how this big-titty bitch likes it..."
My cunt contracted, and I felt it begin to leak in a steady flow...
They both smacked my tits then, alternately groping them then giving the nipples some hard whacks. Oh, I wanted to cum and felt that everyone in this bar knew it!
Two other sets of hands replaced the first, and one of my tits was smacked hard while the other was juggled, its weight crashing against my chest when the man would let go of it.
One bent his head and I then felt his mouth encircle my aching right nipple, drawing it in with his teeth and clamping down on it to suck. I closed my eyes and moaned, unable to control even that.
He was behind me then, roughly grasping my nipples and pulling me to my feet almost by them, telling me to walk. The shame rose up within me as I was led by the bared tits out of the bar and to His van. He yanked up my skirt before even opening a door, baring my ass and shaved cunt then, too, to the men who followed us.
He climbed in first, releasing my nipples for a moment and told me to stand still. He let the other men climb in, then said, "Ok, now you may enter, whore." And I did as I knew He wished me to, and hiked up into the van and crawled to Him, my tits swinging from side-to-side with the movement, the nipples nearly dragging the carpeted floor. He shoved my head down to the floor, allowing my ass to raise high in the air, while He reached past me and closed the door.
Sitting back down, He said casually, "Yes, this is what a slut like this lives for... and He smacked my ass hard, then yanked my head up by my hair and smacked my face before grasping it and facing me toward the waiting men. "These nice gentleman paid some good money for you tonight, cowtit whore. You are going to give them their moneys worth." I kept my gaze down, unable to miss the way my giant tits quivered and the way my body shook with anticipation. "Yes, Master," I stuttered, and He said, "Of course you are. Now lift those tits up high and offer them like the whore you are."
My hands moved beneath the soft flesh of the underside of my hanging udders and lifted them as commanded. "Spread those thighs, too, tittyslut," He said, kicking my legs apart a bit. The cool air hit my bare cuntlips and I knew the scent would soon waft the air of my tremendous desire. The blush rose again in my cheeks and suddenly there was a cock pressing against my mouth and one coming up between my titties. I pushed them tighter around it, accomodating the man who was intent on tit-fucking them, and opened my mouth wide for the cock that filled it.
I sucked their cocks, all three of them, while they mauled my tits and then I took each load of their cum across my tits while Master watched.
He let them out of the van then and quietly said, "Good girl, whore. Now lick that cum off MY big tits. Lick them clean."
I lifted each tit to my mouth and did as told, cleaning each heavy tit and swallowing all the cum that had sprayed them I could get.
He pulled me up by my stinging nipples, higher on my knees and then smacked my face - once, twice, then said, "You are nothing but these tits, never forget that, whore." And then He slid His belt off and said, "Hold 'em up now, high.." And He spanked both tits with the belt while I did my best to hold them high for Him. I was shaking, desperate to cum with every stroke but I knew He'd tell me when, if it was going to be allowed tonight at all.
He wrapped the belt around them both, buckling it tight around my titties and then lay back on the floor of the van. He pulled His cock free, and told me to ride it, but in my "whore ass", facing away from Him. I did as told, lowering myself onto his cock slowly, allowing it to push deep inside my asshole. It felt so good, so raw, so full and I moved almost without being able to helpt it once it was all the way buried inside me.
I bounced up and down on His cock, my tits hardly moving while tied with His belt but swelling anyway as each moment passed.
He reached around and undid the belt and pulled my tits up to my mouth to suck while He continued to fuck my ass. He pushed both into my mouth and told me to keep them in there. I sucked both nipples hard and deep into my mouth, biting down to keep them in place as the rest of the titflesh moved wildly.
He sat up a bit, grasping my tits at their base and squeezing them hard in his fists, moving up to the nipples clamped in my mouth. I let them go into His hands and He twisted them so hard I cried out. He said, "These need to move, titties?" I whispered, the best I could do at the moment, "Yes, Sir!" and then He flipped me over so I was facing Him instead, and buried His cock back inside my ass. He let the tits go, letting them flop down on my chest wall hard and bounce while He smiled. "Put your hands on your head, tits, and ride that cock now. I wanna see those juggs do what they were made to, so make sure I get a good show."
I lifted my hands and placed them on top of my head, feeling my tits raise a bit, then began to ride His cock, moving my thighs. Immediately my huge tits began to flop and bounce and sway like mad, and I begged, oh I begged Him over and over to please allow this whore to cum... |
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"Those are damned big titties," He said and reached into my top and bra and grabbed them. He pulled them free into His hands and said, "You want me to hurt these big juggs, don't you?" I could barely speak but nodded an emphatic "yes". He knew I did, there was no sense in lying to Him at this point.
He smacked them with both hands, hard, making the pain ring in my head but sending waves of delight straight to my clit. He grabbed them both in his fists and twisted them hard, yanking the nipples that were already taut and aching. He rolled the nipples, then pulled me forward by them, shoving them together and into his mouth at once, biting down hard. My cunt wanted to cum but I knew not to even ask for that yet.
He grasped both the tits again and twisted all the flesh, mashing them in his hands then ending up with his mouth attached to a nipple again. He worked it with his tongue, always rough, then sucked it hard, scraping it with his teeth. Then he said, "I'm going to suck them until they're sore, titswhore, you got that?"
I could have cheered.
He sucked them, so hard, from one to another, sometimes shoving all the titflesh He could into His mouth along with my rock hard tips. I was lost in a fog of subspace when I vaguely heard Him demand, "Don't dare cum, titswhore."
And then He pushed me down to the floor, on my knees and lifted the tits onto his lap, spreading them across his legs. He used his open hand and began to spank them, no holding back, beating them as they should be, hurting them as I needed Him to....
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My former Master rolled my nipples in his fingers, pinching lightly but enough to wake me. "Good morning, udders," He said as my eyes opened and His mouth closed over my right nipple, tongue teasing its hardness, then His teeth biting down on it so the shot of pain went straight through my body like a bolt of lightning. This whore was wide awake, and so was her cunt, then!
He moved, standing and pulled me up by my sore nips, my titflesh undulating in the process. He watched them and yanked harder on my nipples, then swung the tits from side-to-side. He led me by them then, into His bathroom and told me to assume my position, but this time in His shower. This slut stepped into the glass shower and knelt on the cold tile, head and gaze to the floor, back arched, hands holding up both tits for inspection. This, however, was to be a different type of inspection than this slut was used to. Master got into the shower and turned no water on, just stood for a few moments while this whore could only wonder what was going on...
Suddenly a spray of urine, warm and golden, hit my right tit and Master spoke, "Head back, slut, mouth open, and hold those udders high for me." This whore did as instructed, and the spray shot across both the titties, warming them from the cool morning air. Drops touched my chin, and I quivered to think of them hitting my tongue inside my open mouth-hole. Master emptied His bladder onto the titties, however, and the yellow river dripped from them and this slut could feel her pussy contract in response, suddenly, joltingly. Then He stepped closer and shoved His cock into my mouth-hole, deep, and simply said, "Clean it, slut." Using my tongue, this slut licked and sucked from His shaft until it would have sparkled, while Master's piss still dripped from my titties. He was hard again now and this slut wondered if He was going to allow her to suck Him to completion, a rare treat - but then the shower began and He stepped away, directing the water flow onto my titties and into my face and hair. He moved the spray away again and stepped closer, His hard cock back in my view and making my slut cunt quiver, and He began to rub it over the titties, in between them, smacking them, fucking them, and this whore was pleading to be allowed to cum. He allowed one orgasm to rocket its way around my body before dropping the titties and shoving His cock back deeply into my throat. He stood and held the back of this slut's head with both hands, pounding His cock, fucking my face, until ribbons of cum flooded my mouth-hole.
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Oh God, my pussy feels so cold spread wide on this metal chair.... the embarrassment of my situation flooded through me in waves and i could only shudder from it - at once making me spasm with orgasm and feel the bite of the humiliation of it all...
He put me in his garage, of his suburban, vanilla-like neighborhood home. He bound me to a chair, arms pulled back so my big tits were thrust forward, then pulled my heavy tits from the bra He'd chosen for me and hefted them roughly, hardening the nipples as He preferred them to always be. He spread my thighs and tucked my panties into my pussy lips before tying my legs spread-eagle to the folding chair. He left it untouched but exposed to the cool air and the coldness of the chair itself, knowing it would make me writhe....
He gagged and blindfolded me next and I quivered, completely worried of what His move would next be. He smacked the tits with His open hand, making them bounce hard on my chest. He pinched the nipples HARD and lifted the tits by them, letting them drop with all their weight behind them. He smacked them side-to-side, making the tits move like pendulums on my chest. Through my rush of emotion and pure lust, I heard his fly unzip and then, oh then He was fucking the tits, shoving his cock in between them while holding them tightly together, shoving it under the elastic of my bra, making me writhe, and moan behind my gag....
He kept fucking them, and all the while in His quiet voice telling me what a huge-titted cow i was, how the huge juggs were made for a cock, all cocks, at all times, meant only to be used and abused....
Then He was cumming, spewing His seed across the tits, across my face....
The last sound i heard as He left the garage was the door climbing open.... exposing my cum-covered shame to whoever passed by and decided to peek into that bare garage.... |
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Then suddenly, I feel Him next to me. Without hesitating his hands are moving over my breasts, his tongue is flicking the edge of my ear, and I feel goosebumps all over my body. He pinches my nipple firmly, and I gasp with shock. He bites me lightly on the neck, and whispers “Keep your mouth shut. Don’t say a fucking word.”
I can’t believe this is happening. I try to turn my head to see who He is, but He catches my jaw with his hand and forces me to look straight ahead. He stands directly behind me and roughly hefts both of my tits in his hands. There are people still on the train, of course. I’m too embarrassed to look at them. Out of the corner of my eye I can see a couple of young men—eyes bugging out, mouths wide open. They’re grinning at each other as if to say “Can-you-believe-this-shit!” I close my eyes, but his strong hands bite into my sensitive tit-flesh and force me to open them again.
"You like showing yourself off, huh?” He whispers in my ear. “You like showing everyone your big fat tits, don’t you? Little fuckslut, aren’t you? Why are you standing like this anyway? It’s because you want me to feel you up like this. You’ve been riding this car like this, wearing this skimpy little slutty dress, just so I’d notice you. Isn’t that right, tits?”
My face is completely red. I’m afraid to speak. Afraid that if I try to speak, I’ll start crying. It really hurts, the way his fingers are digging into my tit-flesh. I see an Indian family sitting nearby, the father trying to block the view of this disgusting display with his body.
He moves in front of me, and rolls my hardened nipples between his fingers. The honey rushes to my pussy instantly. He pushes a clothed thigh between my spread legs, grinding it against my cunt through my skimpy dress. I feel his fingers on the inside of my thigh, moving up, up, to the opening of my sex where it drips with juice. I gasp with shock to feel him actually penetrating me in the middle of this subway train. He works his thick fingers into my pussy lips, teasing out more and more of my juices. He teases my clitoris into the open, and begins to work it between his thumb and finger. I feel like I’m going to scream. Suddenly, he enters me deeply with his middle finger and begins to finger-fuck me in earnest. I feel my legs trembling. Tears come to my eyes because I know I am not going to be silent when he forces my orgasm on this train! He brings his fingers out and pushes them into my mouth. I smell my cunt on them, sweet and spicy at the same time.
Suddenly the train jerks into a station and the doors open. He grabs me by the arm and pushes me to the door. Scared to death, he’s got my arm behind my back with one hand and we’re walking rapidly through the bustling crowds. It’s almost ridiculous how much my juggs are jiggling as we walk through the station. What a sight we must be. My face is bright red, my legs ache from standing so long in high heels on the train. He then says, “You’re coming with me, tits. I’ve got just the place for you.”
He's still got an iron grip on my arm, and he starts whispering in my ear as we get to the edge of a park. He asks me my name and I tell him, blushing.
His voice is deep, "Ooh, slut, your tits are so damn big, they drive me crazy. I'm going to have so much fun with you, giant tits. I love big tits like yours, you know that? I've been looking all over for a hot bitch like you, and now I've got your ass. I'm going to suck your big titties until you beg me to stop. That's what you want, isn't it?"
His commanding voice and dirty words were driving me insane. My pussy was on fire. We were walking through the darkened park, surrounded by shadows and trees. Suddenly he dropped my arm and moved away from me, walking free and confident, swinging his arms and hips like a cocky athlete. I felt afraid, wanted him to be next to me. We rounded a curve and he walked straight over to an empty bench and sat down on it.
He stared at me, undressing me with his eyes. The bench was sort of under a tree and hidden from the path. I looked around, and couldn't see a soul. In the distance I could hear the traffic noises and sirens of the city. I moved over to him and stood in front of him. I spread my legs and stood that way, then cast my eyes down and did as I'd been trained all my life - thrust out my big rack and let him get a real eyeful.
"That's right, girl," he said. "Show it off for me." I'm breathing hard and my breasts are heaving. He reaches up and lets the spaghetti straps holding up my dress down. My sweaty dress clings to my large boobs as if molded to them. He peels it off me, lets my melons loose to the night air. Chills run up and down my spine. I stand in front of him, completely naked on my high heels, with legs spread wide.
"And now, ask me to suck your big titties, whore," he orders. "Beg me to suck your nipples and fuck your big fucking jugs."
"Please," I hear myself begging this stranger. "Please suck my big tits. My big tits need you, they're so hot and swollen. They're so sensitive. They need to be sucked and fucked by you. Please hurt them. Please!"
The man takes my breasts in his hands and fondles them, more rough with every moment. He then bites me, sucking my swollen nipples into his mouth. He sucks hard, in between swirling his long tongue around the little buds. I'm getting dizzy. I hear my groaning cries as if I'm far away. "Uhmmmmm. Yessss. Please please please suck the big tits..." His mouth is wide open, straining to suck on as much of my breast-flesh as he can. The juices are flowing and dripping rom my cunt so much that I can smell them in the air. My legs feel so weak. He pulls me forward so that I am forced to straddle him on my knees.
His mouth still full of my big teats, he suddenly spread my asscheeks wide and plunged his finger inside, probing my anal hole until I was moving in circles in his lap. He lifted me higher, and then let me back down so his cock had replaced his fingers inside my asshole - and just a tiny bit of that was all it took, I began to come, yelling it out to Him. He gave both my juggs good hard smacks and then bent my body backward off the bench, his cock still jammed inside me. He fucked me this way, holding my backward by my throat while his other hand supported my ass as he plundered it, hard, with his thick cock.
After a bit, he stood, dropped me onto the bench and grabbed his cock by the base and shook it in front of my face, slapping my face with it and ordered, "Open up". I opened my mouth and sucked his hard cock, licking his balls with my outstretched tongue and hefting my titties up for him. He felt them and pinched my nipples, then wrapped my big juggs around his shaft and began to tit-fuck me hard. "Fuck yeah, " he said, "This is what you're good for, bitch. Biggest tits meant for being fucked."
The head of his cock was pushing into my open mouth as he tit-fucked me, I couldn't wait to feel his cum, wanted to drink it down my throat. He'd yanked his belt off and had wrapped it around my big titties, pulling them even tighter together and allowing his cock to really plow between the tight chasm of my cleavage now.. and his other hand was shoving my head forward, making me take in ever more of his cock into my waiting mouth.. and then I got lost, my own orgasm exploding from me once again...
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Had a dream.. woke up with my hands inside my bra and my cunt dripping wet. Don't remember the specifics, but could not resist pinching and pulling the nipples. My titties felt so warm, so heavy and too good! :)
Closed my eyes and thought of a pair of strong hands coming in to brush my own away, forcefully wrench my tits from their confines and begin to slap them back and forth, making them swing side to side... mmmm.
This slut came in a rush of subspace bliss already once today now :) |
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As my former Master led me inside, I walked with sure steps behind him. I loved the club, the people, all from so many walks of life, all there to celebrate the lifestyle that I'd come to embrace with all my heart. It was always Master's time to shine, too, and that only aroused this slut all the more.
He stopped me just inside the door and took off the tight red top he'd had me wear, leaving me in just my black bra, black mini and high black boots. This slut had not been allowed panties, that was rare under Master's ownership anyway, and her pussy was already swollen and wet from the ride there as well as the excitement of knowing we were visiting the club. Before he blindfolded me, this slut could feel others' eyes on her, and it made more wetness bloom between my thighs.
After the blindfold was in place, Master added the cockgag, which pinned my tongue down and left me unable to make much sound at all. It also served to humiliate a bit, this small cock in one of my holes, reminding me what a slut I truly am. :)
He led me then, as I could no longer see. I felt the wall behind me when he pushed me against it, it was a bit cool against my skin as he shackled my right arm to it, then my left. He kicked my feet farther apart, shackling them then as well, so that I was spread wide against the wall, my bare cunt feeling the cool air but not getting a chance to dry at all because I was so excited, nervous, not knowing what was coming, but knowing under Master's hand it would likely amaze this slut...
For a moment, I felt his rough hand against my pussy lips, his fingers probing until they found my exposed clit and pulling it, twirling it, making it engorge at his touch before he pulled his hand away again, leaving the slut much wetter. What was his plan? My mind raced, my heart beat skipped, my nipples stood up higher and I shivered.
Master then pulled at them, the hard nipples, through this slut's bra. I moaned as best as I could behind the cock gag, as nothing aroused the slut more than having anything done to the tits. Which *he* well knew. He kept pulling until both the tits were out of the bra cups and hanging there, exposed, the chilled air again causing havoc with my body. This slut's nipples were pulled up tight and hard, and she could not stop blushing knowing all who were near could see the tits bared now. Master wasn't even touching them anymore, she couldn't even feel him near anymore so this slut knew nothing was blocking the view. But someone was suddenly there, in front of this tied-up whore...
I could feel it, feel them, and wondered who it was. What did they look like? What were they going to do? Or, what was Master going to have them do to her? With her two senses gone, she could rely on her smelling men's cologne that this was a male, but everything else was hidden from her. The slut's blood raced, and her wet cunt spasmed.
Without any further warning, the male was grabbing this slut's tits, kneading them in his warm, yet smooth hands. His hands were smooth, proving it was not her Master, but his touch was rough, squeezing this slut's fat titties hard and making her moan behind the cock gag again.
It has been several years since this took place, and the slut still has no knowledge exactly how many took their turns at her heavy tits that night. They were squeezed, pinched, kneaded, smacked, spanked, licked, sucked, bitten, etc. by either a few, or possibly the entire club. After a bit, the slut's mind (and cunt) were on fire, all the senses dulled into just one, so she could no longer tell the difference between who was tormenting her so deliciously.
This slut can only remember clearly having cum over and over, orgasm overlapping orgasm, and Master being proud later that this slut has squirted onto the floor beneath her. After a long while, he said close to her ear, "Good job, udders", and the next thing I knew he was discussing the technique of using a singletail whip with someone and demonstrating on my sore, well-used tits.
My former Master still laughs if it's brought up, saying how his slut at that time went into a subspace then he was almost afraid she'd never return from. :)
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So aroused today.... was asked to watch some black porn tonight, specifically of women with very big asses. watching one now where the male is burying his face in her apple-round asscheeks... very hot! :) Has this big-tittied slut longing for the end of the worknight..... |
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| Age: 29 |
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Nevada |
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