Hanging out with my friend makes life worth living

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Hanging out with my friend makes life worth living
no! don't stop torturing me! I have separation anxiety. :c
𝒲ℯ𝓁𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓁ℴℊ
she/he . . . Eighteen . . . Black femme . . .I ♡ my butch
⠀:¨ ·.· ¨:⠀ ⠀ `· . ୨୧⠀
dreaming about master and me on a kink party where another guy obviously had his eyes on me for some time so master is telling me to be a good pet and offer myself up since i am cleary teasing him the whole night.
The man complementing me on my manners and just pulling out his already half har cock. Slowly stroking it in front of me, waiting for me to follow through on my words.
That little moment of clarity. Of i would never do this is any other situation but here with my master telling me to do it, there isn't even a shred of doubt that I'll follow his command.
Bending down and gently starting to kiss this mans cock, lick it, lube it up with my spit. Putting on a show for both of them truely. I want to rob this man of his sanity in pleasure. I want my master to see what a pathetic slut I am for him, really make him proud.
Stroking the mans cock while talking about some limits and safewords and once it's done just going straight for burrying his cock in my mouth completly. Let my throat constrict around his length as I am struggling with my gag reflex. Smiling up at him as I come up for her and find a fast rhythm to get him close to the edge. Overstimulating him. my fingers jerking him off in rhythm to my mouth, my tongue always exploring his cock, trying to find all the sensitive spots that make him swear and once i feel his this shiver and know he is so close i stop just gently kissing his balls, licking them. kissing and sucking hickeys into his thighs. going all slow now. Let myself fully enjoy it. Even more because how badly this man wants to cum already.
My hand around his cock, teasing him, my tongue on his asshole, slowly pushing in, making him whine and moan in pleasure. Pushing to fingers in to massage his prostate and kissing his cock up to the tip, my lips wrapped tight around it and sucking, swirling my tongue around it.
Master getting so feral from my show that he can't help but come over and force his cock down my throat. Pleasuring both of them, making a complete mess of myself.
think about the other guy completly edged out and dissolving in pleasure begging to feel me and master pulling me off his cock, ordering me to be a good pet and do so. Pulling down my panties revealing how soaked i am as if the sound it makes as i lower myself on that other mans cock isn't emberrassing enough.
Slowly riding him, my hands in his hair pulling on it, nibbling on his ear lobe, whispering and moaning sweet nothings into it, biting and sucking softly along his neck. The electric feeling of master still behind me still watching me. arching my back further, to give him a better view.
Hearing him growl, pull me back by the hair, force a kiss on my mouth and call me such a stupid slut as he forces his cock into my ass. Filled in both holes, overwhelmed by pleasure, still trying to be good and fuck myself on both of them but just feeling absolutely boneless.
thinking about master slapping my ass to make me keep going and the other guy biting and sucking my nipples. feeling reduced to a fucktoy in this moment, where my brain can't think a single thing in my body is just being used to provide pleasure for them both. And about squirting the last remnants of my consciousness out and in return getting filled with cum.
Being gifted out to a group of his friend but not to watch them fuck me, but to watch them hurt me. Each one more cruel than the last. Inflicting unspeakable pain on me but I'm holding my composure best as possible, bevause he is still there. And he is the only one i'd ever let my dignity be taken away for.
My eyes subconsciously always searching for his. Even as I lay on the floor barely able to get back up, the pain so intense it locks my muscles. Still no tears or pleas to them to be gentler. Just want him be crazy with lust over how proud he is of me. Want him to be hazy from the power trip it gives him, that only he can turn me into a dripping pathetic filthy pain slut. Idk man.
will forever be brainrotting about things that clearly aren't, being labeled as sign of arousal. Crying as begging for more, whimpers and groans of pain as moans, bleeding and gushing wounds as a sign of arousal, a forming bruise as blushing.
idk just think it's super cute when you are visibly bruised and scarred and hurt and everyone looking at you is concerned immediatly but you're also skipping along happily with hearts bubbling from your head because your holding your daddies hand.
Love ties and bondage as much as the next guy (and sometimes it's helpful for safety and as support) but damn I love having to control myself and holding myself open, especially when it's in situation where I recieve pain.
Because there is really no denying that i want this. No way i could keep my legs spread after the 30th spank to my cunt if i wasn't wanting this. Even as I pant and cry and whimper I am still allowing access. And isn't that so sweet. And isn't that so pathetic.