Hate when im watching a spanking video and they doing soft ass hits omggggg like bruh

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Hate when im watching a spanking video and they doing soft ass hits omggggg like bruh
Why aren't straight ppl talking abt fucking women and etc only the lesbians and if it is straight its from a girl who wants a grown ass man to have his way with her omgggg im not an old man who gives off daddy, that shit does not turn me on 💔 (that much..)
I just got taught how fisting works...woah.
My meds aren't working anymore im gonna kms
I had a brownie
That joke isn't funny anymore..
ban men's sports i have seen enough
Im fucking dazed from cuming sm
I got my favorite chips and im abt to have pizza!!
Your knees spread wider, your chest flat to the floor and your ass presented high and open. Inspection time.
Owner's fingers slid deep into the slick heat of your cunt without warning, spreading the lips wide to check the give of your hole. He pressed up, testing the inner walls and making you whine. Then his thumb found your t-dick. A slow circle around it was all that it took.
You flinched. Just a twitch, really. Only your hips bucked into his hand for a split second before you caught yourself but it was already too late.
"Did I give you permission to move, mutt?" And just like that the warmth of his hand was gone, replaced by the cold air of the room. You tried not to flinch and make it worse.
"No, sir."
The first spank landed flat and wet across your exposed cunt with a wet ‘thwack’ and you had to clench every muscle in your body to not move away from the sharp pain.
"Count."
"One... sir."
Another blow, this time lower so Owner’s fingertips catch on the sensitive hood of your t-dick which sends an electric shock straight to your core. You can feel your cunt clench, and despite everything a single drop of fluid escapes, dripping down to your dick and hanging there.
"Two sir."
Owner focused on the whole exposed expanse of your cunt next, spanking the swollen outer lips, then the wet slit of your hole, then spreading them to get to the aching base of your t-dick.
And through it all, your body betrays you.
Your cunt gushes. With every impact, a fresh wave of slick leaks out and soaking into the floor beneath you. Your dick stays painfully hard the entire time, twitching eagerly against every blow.
"You love this, don't you, puppy? You love being touched by me in any shape or form. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts."
You couldn't deny it. "Yes... sir... puppy loves your touch so much...."
"Any touch." He punctuated the words with three sharp slaps directly across your aching t-dick, making your whole body jolt and a sob tear from your throat. "You get wet from pain. You get hard from humiliation. You're nothing but a pathetic fuckhole who needs my touch on your useless cunt to feel worthy."
He spanked you harder, targeting the wet, gaping hole of your cunt directly, the blows making obscene wet slapping sounds. You were sobbing into your arms, trying not to move but knowing you were failing pathetically.
Finally, he stopped. He spread your asscheeks wider, taking in the full ruin of your punished cunt which was red, swollen and covered in a thick sheen of your arousal.
"Look at this mess." His thumb pressed hard against the leaking tip of your dick, making you whimper. "I had no idea that my sweet puppy was such a disgusting pain slut underneath all that."
He scoops some of your slick up, and you begin to lap at his fingers, trying to clean his hand well so he would forgive you.
''Cmon, lick it all up puppy.''
said "can you calm down or do you need a leash" to a horny guy and i instantly realized it worsened the situation
"does the mutt want a treat?" and it's just owner unbuckling his belt
''that isn't the safe word, puppy. say the safe word and I'll stop.''
but you don't have one. You never had one. I never gave you one.
but your mind is too fried to remember, too full of my cock and my voice, so you just whimper "pl-please…" again, and I tsk, shaking my head.
"That's not the word, sweet boy. Try again."
And you keep trying, and I keep telling you it's wrong, and you keep guessing, hoping you'll pick the right one
hickies and bitemarks on thighs. thats it. thats the post.
fucking you doggy style until you cum, all sweaty and pathetic, then flipping you over so i can ride your thigh while you're too tired to move <3
your owner commands you to present for inspection, and you lower yourself onto all fours, knees spread wide, tail plug glistening with lube.
he circles you slowly, running a gloved finger along the curve of your spine, then presses two fingers into your wet cunt without warning. ''such a messy mutt.'' he murmurs, withdrawing his fingers and holding them up to your face and you obediently lick them clean, tasting yourself.
then he grips your t-dick between thumb and forefinger meanly, rolling it until you whimper, your slick dripping onto the towel beneath you.
''good boy.'' he praises you when it's all over, and you know it's time for the reward
craving a good fuck doggy style so bad. i wanna be holding a poor boy up by his hips, body limp in my arms, face down and sobbing into the mattress. hand on his stomach, feeling the bulge of my strap, my other hand on the back of his neck, fingers tangled in his hair. his little “ah, ah, ah”s would be slightly muffled by the mattress, but im happy to trade his pretty sounds for such an incredible view
so go on, boy. face down, ass up for me now.