In fact he often forces me to have to wait for days or even weeks just so I'll go wild, I get off to much on the denial to masterbait without being ordered and he knows it. After all, I'm his whoreish little play thing. So the story that inspired me to start writing happened just a few days ago on September 1st 2019 after 4 days of me trying outdoor to seduce Tom and him denying me to keep me a squirming mess. I had just finished up the last of my work for the day and was about to log on and post to our FetLife account (which WILL NOT be shared here due to the nature of this story, sorry) when I hear my phone Hardcore chime. I grab it expecting a text from work with updates or further paper work and instead see a text for Tom, checking the time I know he's probably just gotten off and just has to make the hour drive home. I read "I'm on my way whore" immediately I start getting hot and feel my pussy get wet knowing what's expected of me. You see, any time he sends a message like that I know 2 things. That Tom is horny and that he's had a frustrating day, meaning that I'm in for an absolutely brutal and degrading fuck. Any time he has a bad day he uses me and my kinks to relieve his pent up frustration. Not in any abusive or negative way, everything we do has been throughly discussed with limits set. He gets to release his stress through sex and I get the hardcore humiliation and rough sex I crave but he's often to genital of a man to give me. I immediately jump into action, I have a few things that are expected of me to have done before he gets home. They include giving myself a thorough enema as we often have anal sex or at the very least him shoving something up there when he's frustrated. Making sure I'm fully shaved though since I get regular waxings I know I'm good on that front, putting my hair into a pony tail for easier pulling and to give him a handle, putting Crash our chocolate lab outside, then dressed in only my collar, wrist and anckle cuff set, I must wait kneeling by booty the door till he gets home. I look around for Crash but I don't see him. Figuring I'll just take him out after the rest is done, I half sprint to the bathroom to start my enima and put on some make-up (I love it when it blow job gets ruined and I look like the slutty mess I am) once I finished and I double checked myself I put my hair up while I walked to our "storage room". That's what we call it and don't let anyone see inside claiming it's a huge mess. I walk in and see the familiar sight of my favorite room in the whole house. Benches along 2 walls covered in toys, lube, whips, paddles, plugs, clamps as well as various pussy restraints. “Ok,” I said, then added,”So why did you come here tonight? I did it for free." Hannah gagged at the taste of semen, so raw and salty, but she swallowed thinking this was what sex must be like. But she caught every outdoor syllable. “I’m your filthy cumwhore!” She screamed Hardcore and Michael somehow picked up his pace and she came, screaming wildly, and spraying her cum all over Michaels cock. If the truck follows us in you have to let me go talk to the guy and offer him a blow job! Gloria spun me around, gave me an encouraging smack on the ass, and pushed me through the doorway. I slid into the dead girl's throat and eventually, the head of my cock came out of her mouth, only to be greeted by Sam's waiting pussy lips that locked around me. For those of you who have chatted with me online, much of My History and Visit One will be very familiar to you. He grins. They were hooting and hollering in no time and soon were shoving bills into G-strings. Go ahead darling what are you waiting for? Anita and dad seemed a bit uncertain about the drinks angle and warned us to take it easy. At least booty the baker treated her better than the wizard over the next few weeks. A light consumed her, like the one from before, but this time it stared soft and small and flared up into the same bright flash. It hit my tongue, and the taste was unexpected. I could feel the shape of the head of his dick in my ass, and I could feel every inch of movement. Most of them were resting fitfully. Can I help you?” He gets her message and starts a slow gentle withdrawal from her pussy. She just kept him inside her mouth as he erupted, “OH FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE,” with his eyes rolling to the back of his head. What the hell made me snap like that? The back end of the bus teetered off of the bridge.’ Again, the Trainer knew the Owner. This eager bitch needed more cock! I was a bit too hard on her, blow job knowing all of the things she did for me, but I couldn’t help who I was. "Good," said Sam. Could she really be that upset over this? My phone buzzed in my skirt pocket.