A Night to Remember: Sarah and Kris's First Time with Steve
Sarah and Kris lay bound and gagged on the floor, naked and scared. They had been kidnapped by a group of home invaders earlier in the day and were now being held captive in some sort of strange place.

Steve was the leader of this band of criminals. He and his men had decided to turn these two into sex slaves for themselves. It wasn’t exactly legal, but it would make good money.

“I think you two are going to like being slaves for your new masters,” he said, looking down at the couple lying on the floor. “We’re going to take care of you both, don’t worry about that. You won’t have to do anything except obey our commands.”

Kris and Sarah looked up at him, eyes wide with fear. They knew that there was nothing they could do to stop these men from taking control of their lives. Steve smiled down at them, pleased with their submission.

He turned to his men and nodded. One of them stepped forward and grabbed Sarah, dragging her over to the bed. He shoved her face down onto the mattress, spreading her legs apart. Another man followed suit, grabbing Kris and doing the same thing. The two of them began to undress the couple slowly, stripping them completely naked before binding their hands and feet together tightly.

When they were finished, they left the room without saying a word. Sarah lay still on the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably. Kris tried to comfort her as best he could, but there was nothing he could do to ease her fears.

“It’ll be okay,” he whispered, stroking her hair gently. “Just hang in there until we can get help.”

But even if help did come, it wouldn’t be soon enough to save them from what was happening next.

Steve returned to the room alone, carrying a small bag in one hand. He set it down on the table next to the bed and opened it up, revealing its contents. Inside were various tools and pieces of equipment – ropes, chains, whips, and other things that made Sarah’s heart sink.

“What are you going to do to us?” she asked, trying not to sound too terrified.

Steve laughed softly, leaning down so that he could look directly into her eyes.

“Oh, honey, I’m just getting started.”

With those words ringing in her ears, he picked up a length of rope and began tying her wrists together behind her back. As he worked, he talked nonstop – telling stories about his past crimes, bragging about how much money he would make from selling them as slaves, making crude comments about their bodies. Sarah listened with growing horror, unable to escape the realization that this nightmare was only beginning.

Finally, when he had finished tying her up, he stood back to admire his work. “There, that should keep you nice and secure while we work on your friend here.” He gestured towards Kris, who was already struggling against his own bonds. “Now let’s see what kind of trouble we can get ourselves into, shall we?”

Steve approached Kris slowly, a wicked gleam in his eye. He could see the fear in the young man’s eyes, and it excited him. He loved having power over others, especially when they were so clearly at his mercy.

Without a word, he reached out and ran his hand down Kris’s chest, feeling the muscles tense under his touch. Kris tried to pull away, but Steve held him firmly in place.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered, leaning in close. “And there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Kris whimpered softly as Steve began to undo the ropes binding his hands. Once they were free, Steve grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him upright.

“Get up,” he commanded.

Kris stood shakily, his legs threatening to give out beneath him. Steve didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t care. He simply pulled Kris over to the bed and pushed him down onto his back.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

Kris hesitated for a moment before complying. He knew that resistance was futile – Steve was much stronger than he was, and there was no way he could overpower him.

Steve grinned as he watched Kris comply with his demands. He loved seeing the fear in his eyes, knowing that he was completely at his mercy.

“Good boy,” he purred, running his hand down Kris’s chest again. This time, he didn’t stop until he reached the young man’s cock.

Kris gasped as Steve wrapped his fingers around his shaft, squeezing gently. He couldn’t believe what was happening – he had never been with a man before, and the thought of it made him feel both terrified and strangely excited.

Steve could feel Kris’s cock beginning to harden under his touch, and it only made him more eager to continue. He began to stroke the young man slowly, watching as his hips thrust upwards in response.

“That’s it,” he murmured, leaning down so that his lips were just inches from Kris’s ear. “Let go and enjoy yourself. You know you want to.”

Kris whimpered again, but he couldn’t deny the truth in Steve’s words. He did want to enjoy this, despite the fact that it went against everything he had ever known.

As if sensing his thoughts, Steve began to stroke him faster, his fingers moving deftly over Kris’s now fully hard cock. Kris moaned softly, his hips bucking upwards as he neared the edge of release.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take it any longer, Steve stopped suddenly, leaving Kris gasping and panting on the bed.

“Not yet,” he said, grinning wickedly. “I want to make this last as long as possible.”

Kris whimpered in frustration, but he knew better than to argue. He lay back on the bed, trying to calm his racing heart and mind.

Steve watched him for a moment, enjoying the sight of the young man lying there, completely at his mercy. Then, without warning, he reached down and grabbed Kris’s balls, squeezing them tightly.

Kris cried out in pain, his hips bucking upwards involuntarily. Steve chuckled, enjoying the feeling of power that came from causing such distress.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, squeezing harder.

Kris could only whimper in response, tears streaming down his face. He had never felt such pain before, and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take.

Just when he thought he might pass out from the agony, Steve released his grip, allowing Kris to collapse back onto the bed.

“Good boy,” he said approvingly. “You took that like a champ.”

Kris couldn’t respond – he was too busy trying to catch his breath and regain control of his body. He had never experienced anything like this before, and he wasn’t sure if he could handle it.

Steve seemed to sense his distress and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you,” he promised. “At least, not too much. I just want to play with you a little bit, that’s all.”

Kris nodded slightly, still unable to speak. He wasn’t sure he believed Steve’s words, but he didn’t have much choice but to trust him for now.

He felt Steve’s hand on his cock again, stroking him slowly and gently. This time, there was no pain, only pleasure. Kris closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, allowing himself to get lost in the sensation.

For a while, it seemed like time stood still. All that existed was the feeling of Steve’s hand on his cock, bringing him closer and closer to the edge of release.

But eventually, the pleasure became too much for Kris to handle. With a cry, he came hard, his body shuddering with the force of it.

Steve grinned as he watched Kris come undone, loving the feeling of power that came from being the one to bring him to such heights.

When Kris had finally finished, Steve leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.

“You did good,” he whispered. “I’m proud of you.”

Kris could only nod, still too stunned to speak. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he knew that it had changed him in some way.

Steve seemed to sense his confusion and smiled softly.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “We’ll take things slow from here on out. I promise.”

And with that, he began to untie Kris’s feet, freeing him from his bonds.

Once Kris was free, Steve helped him off the bed and led him over to where Sarah was still tied up.

“I think it’s time we let your girlfriend join the fun,” he said, grinning wickedly.

Kris nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and fear at the thought of what was about to happen. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for this, but he knew that there was no turning back now.

Steve reached out and began to untie Sarah’s wrists, freeing her from her bonds. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes, but Steve simply smiled down at her reassuringly.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m not going to hurt you. Not unless you want me to, that is.”

Sarah whimpered softly, unsure of how to respond. She had never been with a woman before, and the thought of it made her feel both excited and terrified.

Steve seemed to sense her hesitation and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Just relax and let go,” he murmured. “I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

Sarah nodded slightly, still too stunned to speak. She wasn’t sure if she believed Steve’s words, but she didn’t have much choice but to trust him for now.

She felt Steve’s hands on her body, caressing her gently. It felt strange at first, but soon she found herself responding to his touch, her body coming alive under his fingers.

Steve smiled as he felt Sarah relax under his touch. He had known all along that she would be a natural at this, and now it seemed like his prediction was coming true.

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips, feeling her respond hesitantly at first, and then more eagerly as she got lost in the sensation.

As they kissed, Steve’s hands began to wander, exploring Sarah’s body more fully. He cupped her breasts gently, feeling their weight in his hands. Then, he began to stroke her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch.

Sarah moaned softly as Steve touched her, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She had never felt anything like this before, and she wasn’t sure if she could handle it.

But Steve seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He continued to stroke her nipples, teasing them gently until they were fully erect. Then, he began to kiss his way down her body, moving lower and lower until he reached her pussy.

Sarah gasped as Steve’s lips made contact with her most sensitive area. She had never experienced oral sex before, and the sensation was almost too much for her to handle.

Steve smiled as he felt Sarah’s body respond to his touch. He loved the feeling of power that came from bringing someone else to such heights of pleasure.

He began to lick and suck at Sarah’s clit, feeling her hips buck upwards in response. She tasted sweet and musky, and Steve couldn’t get enough of her.

As he continued to feast on Sarah’s pussy, he reached up and began to stroke Kris’s cock again. It was already half-hard from watching the scene unfold before him, and it didn’t take long for Steve to bring him to full hardness once more.

Kris moaned softly as Steve stroked him, his body responding instinctively to the sensation. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for this, but he knew that he couldn’t resist the feeling of Steve’s hand on his cock.

For a while, it seemed like time stood still. All that existed was the feeling of Steve’s mouth on Sarah’s pussy and his hand on Kris’s cock, bringing them both closer and closer to the edge of release.

But eventually, the pleasure became too much for either of them to handle. With cries of ecstasy, they both came, their bodies shuddering with the force of it.

Steve grinned as he felt them come undone, loving the feeling of power that came from being the one to bring them to such heights.

When they had finally finished, Steve leaned back and looked up at them, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Well?” he asked, grinning wickedly. “Did you enjoy that?”

Kris and Sarah could only nod, still too stunned to speak. They had never experienced anything like this before, and they knew that it had changed them in some way.

Steve seemed to sense their thoughts and chuckled softly.

“Good,” he said. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Because we’re just getting started.”

And with that, he led them back over to the bed, ready to begin the next stage of their training.

What I wouldn't give to come home to a woman dressed like this and walk in the door to her slow stroking that fake cock while she tells me she's been waiting for me all day. She'd then force me to my knees to throat fuck me while she degrades me, calls me a slutty whore and to lube up her strap-on good so she can fuck my ass until I blow cum all over myself... Do women really not fantasize about emasculating a man and making him her bitch? Because I just can't seem to find someone who will indulge my fantasies.... A man can dream though....

21f I confess that my biggest fantasy is being kidnapped and forced to fuck against my will…

If Kara only knew how badly I want to trap her and force her to suffer through multiple violent sloppy throatpies daily

M 30 sub top cum cow here...and I totally love being forced to cum... especially when I'm restrained or pined down... inescapable pleasure makes me wanna moan and cum non stop for anyone who starts licking or sucking me....I literally can't resist pleasure and would love to be someones cum dispenser 🥵

Make me your cum cow! Tie me down and force me to cum non stop....my weak spots are my nipples and underside of my cock...and getting sucked...bully me with pleasure.... especially when I can't escape and my weak spots are at your mercy...

My wife's friend came to visit for a BBQ, I've always found her sexy, her luscious curves in all the right places. Her amazing bust always gets my blood flowing when I see her cleavage on social media, I can't count the number of times I wanked over Sophie's pictures, fantasizing about rubbing my cock between her beautiful breasts and Cuming all over her..It's Sunny day for BBQ, I'd been preparing the meat and salads all morning.. my wife outside playing with the children, then sophie comes inside, walks upstairs to the bathroom.I hear the bathroom door lock from the kitchen, my thoughts about her pulling her knickers down in the room above gave me heat. Before I knew it I found myself creeping up the stairs and putting my ear to the door, I could hear the rattle of her belt buckle as she loosened  it, the zip to her fly unglasp as she pulled it apart and pulled her trousers down, the sound of her ass touch the seat and the gentle trickle of her piss dripping in the water... I imagined my face under there as she pee'd on me for being such a bad husband wanting to feast on my wife's friends beautiful pussy. I was a bad boy! I was bulging out my trousers at this point I couldn't help it! I was possessed by lust, I'd wanted to feel her, grope her, penetrate her for so many years. I took my cock out and started masterbating right there on the landing. It was so naughty, my desire was fighting with conscience, what are doing ? I asked myself, You pathetic perv! Look at yourself, wanking away on the other side of the bathroom door to the sound of her urinating whilst your wife's downstairs with the kids. Your disgusting!I was so distracted with rubbing my cock That to my shock and horror the bathroom door suddenly opened! The immediate suprise nearly gave me climax! There she was, standing in the doorway with her jaw to the floor! Seeing me on the landing with my jeans round my knees grasping my erection.. before she could utter a word of "Oh my god!" I pushed her back into our bathroom and shut the door firmly behind us!"Please, please, its not, I didn't mean too" I whispered loudly to her in a panic as I pushed her further into room, "your disgusting" she said as she tried to walk past me to the door." I'm sorry" i said. As she went for the door handle I grabbed her hand from behind, " please don't tell her" I said, "get off me" she replied and as she did I put my other arm round her waist to prevent her moving any further ." I'm so sorry" I repeated again and again.."Get your hands off me" she whimpered, as she tried to riggle loose from my grip I tightened and pulled her closer to waist inadvertently bringing her ass into my crotch "I'm sorry" again I whispered, and as I continued to hold her back from the door I noticed I had pulled her hand from the door handle and now it was inches away from my penis which was still out loose as I'd not had a moment to put it away.. it was flaccid but still throbbing from the excitement, I could hear her breath was short and her body constricted. I needed to calm her, to stop her raising the alarm downstairs. "I'm sorry" again I said honestly but my body was thinking different, without my control my hand pulled her hand into my cock and made her hand palm my balls, I gripped the back of her hand forcing her to squeeze my balls in her palm, to feeling of her soft skin and delicate fingers around my ball sack was amazing I felt the blood immediately rush back to my shaft and make it stand to attention once more."What are you doing?" She uttered under her breath as she tried to slow her breathing, "I'm sorry" ," I don't know", "it's not me" I said but as I did my other hand began to slip up under her blouse and as it did my fingers searched for her breasts underneath, "I don't know what's happening" I said as tears formed in my eyes, lust had taken control of me and my hand finally made it to the promise land under her blouse! I cupped her breast perfectly, so big it was, spilling out her bra as I helped it loose by pulling her bra up as I slid my hand under it taking a lovely handful of a soft and firm breast as I did, I felt her nipple between my fingers, my cock was throbbing hard in ecstasy! I'd wanted to do this for the longest time!This is what I wanted! My body needs it, I squeezed and groped her breasts aggressively and began to kiss her neck, her hand slipped off my balls and up my shaft and gripped it without my assistance, it was with this I knew she was starting to succumb to my advances!She started to pull on my shaft, up and downUp and down just as aggressively as I groped her breasts, so much so I had too pull her hand away as I felt myself get too excited I could feel my balls wanting to unload! "No" I said, letting her breasts go as i did, I felt her body relax as she almost seemed to sigh with relief as if it was all over now...But I pushed her against the door bought her hands above her head and held them there whilst my other hand began to furiously undo her trousers and pull them down from around  waist to her knees.. " I want to feel your insides first" I said... " No" she said "Don't" and as her unheartfelt pleas came unheeded I pulled her french knickers down with such gusto I heard them rip slightly. "It's too late, too late daddy needs this now!" I said as I shoved my cock into her tight pussy, feeling her soft wet insides envelope my cock as I plunged deep inside her!"Yes"  I said "that's what I need!" I thrusted back and forth feeling her silky wetness overflow and drip down the insides of her thighs, looking over her shoulder I saw her little winces as I thrust deeper inside her pussy,I slipped my hand around and begun to rub her smooth shaved camel toe, "I'd always wondered how you styled it" I whispered in her ear as she smiled under her frown, whilst my fingers slid in the crease of her pussy and caressed her clit. Her beautiful mouth dropped open and stayed there whilst I rubbed her silky clit and thrust her methodically, I wanted her to cum, I wanted to feel her pussy throb with the same ecstasy my cock felt.." Gently" she said as my over excited thrusts became increasingly aggressive and deep..."No one's  ever been this deep inside me"She said. "I can't stop" I weeped as I continued to plough her harder and harder."Arghh" she yelped as I felt her body convulse and as it did a deluge of pussy juice splurted out the sides of my cock and her pussy soaking my hand in the process.I pulled out of her as a string of precum from the tip of my cock trailed from her pussy.  I Stepped back admiring My throbbing cock glistening with her juices..I could see her knees shaking as she tried to hold herself up against the door her pussy juices and cum dripping down on her knickers below...The adrenaline was still coursing through me, as she sheepishly looked back at me, a look she gave me as if to questioning what to expect next..."My cocks dirty" I said sternly between breaths..She looked down and gazed at it.."Yes" she said as she swallowed to clear her throat."Finish it and lick it clean" i replied..As I gently put my hand on her shoulder and pressed her down to her knees in front of meRunning my hand up the side of her neck to the back of her head guiding her mouth to cock and as I did she responded in kind.. licking her lips and opening her quivering mouth with her eyes fixed on mine. The tip of my bellend entered her mouth and as it did I felt her wet top lip graze past as did her front teeth as her tongue accepted my shaft and wrapped around it as it slid down deeper into her mouth. My tip began to feel the hole grow a tighter fit as it began to slip into her throat tickling her tonsils as it did.."Ahhh" I murmured as more and more of my shaft entered her mouth... Just as no one had been as deep inside her pussy moments earlier, now too had my cock never been this deep in someone's mouth..."Yes" I uttered, her eyes bulged as if my cock was taking up too much space in her skull.She began to choke and tried to pull back, "no"  I said angrily! grabbing the back of her head with both hands and forcing myself back into her mouth and into her throat.. "daddy needs it" I said as I grasped the back of her skull firmly and hard and thrust my cock as deep into her face as I could! She tried to splutter words of "No" but choked on my cock as she did.. "yes" I said as I felt the pressure build in my balls about to release "yes" I repeated.. "YES" and the moment before I climaxed she bit down in anguish on my shaft! Her teeth thrust deep into my cock, the combination of pleasure and pain spurred me on and I  came deep her throat with an explosion Of cum, blood and saliva in her mouth, "arghhhhh" I screamed ... My wife hears this from the garden and shouted up the bathroom window " are you Alright? "As I continued to flinch and gently thrust in her mouth I eventually pulled out and admired the sight before me... Her beautiful mascara run face, lips dripping with blood, cum and spittle, all manner of bodily fluid cascading over her throbbing breasts as she knelt over the puddle of her cum she made on the floor.."ahhh"  I gasped as another sudden strand of cum came shooting out my cock over her face as i continued to orgasm .."yeah, I'm fine, just caught myself in my zipper " I replied out the window..."Ouch poor babe" my wife replied".

Pauline The Slut - Part 50: A New Life  
 He was followed by two cameramen who scanned the room with their cameras before focusing on me. A terrible dread came over me as I realised my husband had sold me to this man. He sat down in a chair.  
 

Then a gang of men started coming through the door. White, black, asian and hispanic. They looked rough and mean. I lost count at 14 as I turned and tried to get away. Two of them grabbed me and dragged me back into the room. One of them turned me to face him and then slapped me hard across the face before pushing me towards the other man. The second man punched me in the stomach taking the wind from me.  
 

"Nice " I heard one of them say as he ripped my blouse from me revealing my breasts to the increasing crowd. I shuddered realising that they were all going to fuck me. By now there were hands groping and pinching my body. I felt my shorts and bikini bottom being removed.  
 

Someone grabbed me and bent his head down and kissed me hard on the mouth.  At the same time hands were brutalising my breasts, cunt and asscheeks. Fingers probed inside my cunt and ass. There were men everywhere all pushing and jostling each other to get at me.  
  

A big black man pulled me by the hair forcing my head back so he could spit in my face. "Whore." He shouted at me.  
 

I was passed from man to man, staggering as they pushed and pulled me in every direction each groping my body with their hands and  mouths. For nearly an hour I was tossed back and forth completely disoriented before someone grabbed my shoulders and forced me to my knees. 
 

All of a sudden there were cocks everywhere. One was brutally pushed  into my mouth, its smelt musky and dirty almost making me sick. He immediately began fucking my face. Others were slapping my head with their cocks. Every where I looked men were stroking their cocks to erection.  
 

Hands grabbed my thighs pulling them from under me. I had to put my hands out to stop falling on my face. The cock slipped from my mouth to be replaced by a bigger but smellier one. Someone gripped my hips and forced their cock into my cunt. The cock in my mouth slipped down my throat and I was now impaled at both ends.  
  

As soon as one man came he was replaced by another. There was no rest. At some stage I was pushed on to my side so that they could start fucking my ass. For another four hours my mouth, cunt and ass were fucked continuously. Cum was pouring from my ass and cunt  and my throat was raw, cum covering my face and hair and dripping  off my body.  
  

Every man in the room took me, some twice, others three times. My body was exhausted. When they were finished I was barely conscious. The cameras zoomed in on my abused body. Someone told me to raise my head and look into the camera. Then my legs were kicked apart exposing my swollen red cunt with cum oozing from it.  
 

A man stood in front of me gripped his penis and pointed it at me.  A stream of piss splattered against my breasts. A second man joined him and his piss hit my face. I lifted my hands to my face but someone grabbed them and stood on them with all their weight. My fingers were being crushed. More men joined them. I closed my eyes as piss drenched my face. Someone kicked me in the breast and told me to open my mouth. When I refused two more kicks landed on the side of my body. I couldn't resist any further and opened my mouth.  
 

They were now aiming directly into my mouth. The taste was horrible and I was forced to swallow due to the amount pouring into me. Finally when they had all relieved themselves it was over. The men started to leave. My whole body was sore andweak, my cunt and ass throbbing in pain, my throat so raw I could barely make a sound.  
 

The two cameras panned up and down my battered body. I lay there for some minutes before someone came over to me. I looked up. It took me a few seconds to realise it was Beth.  

Shall we take turns force breeding Brianna?

Perfect for force fuck

Pauline The Slut - Part 49: Pain 
 When I came around my body was in pain. I looked down at my aching breasts. There was dried blood on both and also down my thighs. I heard a grunting sound to my right. I looked over and saw my husband pushing Hannah's head up  and down on his cock. He was forcing the full length down her throat. I could tell she was struggling  from her flaying hands and tears running down her face. I felt no sympathy for her.  
 

I was watching the scene when I heard a sound whistle through the air before I felt the pain across my shoulder and back. I turned to look behind me. It was a mistake. This time the lash fell across my breasts forcing a scream from me. I'd forgotten about Debbie.  
 

She was standing there with a whip in one hand and some chain cuffs in the other.  She raised the whip above her head and swung it down towards me. This time I managed to deflect most of the whip with my arm but before I realised it she was on top of me turning me onto my stomach.   
 

She cuffed both my hands behind my back then turned me over and cuffed my right leg to the leg of a table.  My left one was cuffed and I was spread uncomfortably wide so she could cuff the other end to a metal ring beside the fireplace. My breasts and cunt were completely exposed to her whip. 
 

"Please No!" I begged as she sneered viciously down at me. I watched in horror as she picked up the whip and swung it over her shoulder. The whip hissed through the air and tore into my breasts slicing  the tender flesh and drawing blood. "ARRRGGW!" I screamed as the whip cut through the air again, this time slashing across my stomach. 
  

"NNNARRGGGOOW!" I howled, my body jerking helplessly trying to avoid the lashes. Debbie laughed as she inspected the red strips she had inflicted on me. She then positioned herself so that the next blow would land directly on my cunt. I tried to twist away from the blow but my legs were spread so far apart that it was hopeless.  
 

I was trembling in terror anticipating the onslaught. The whip flung towards my spread legs and sliced the tender flesh of my cunt. Another scream ripped from my throat. I felt blood trickling from me when another lash landed between my outstretched legs.   
 

Debbie knelt down in front of me and pushed the handle of the whip hard into my cunt. "UUUUGGHHH!" I grunted as she pulled the handle back and pushed it further into me. My cunt felt like it was being torn to shreds. I passed out again.  
 

When I came through I was in bed. My body was crisscrossed with cuts and dried smears of blood covered my body. My cunt was throbbing with pain and any movement was torture. I didn't leave the bedroom for days as my body recovered from the whipping.  
 

When I finally felt strong enough to walk about I got dressed and went downstairs. There was no one about. I went to the kitchen and made myself something to eat before returning to the bedroom. I slept for what seemed like days. The pain had eased and the cuts were healing.  
 

It was some time before I realised the house was unusually quiet. I went downstairs but could find nobody. I looked out on the beach but there was no one there either. Every one must have gone to town.  
 

Night came and nobody had returned. I fell asleep. When I awoke the next day the house was still empty. I went to my husband's bedroom, it was empty and all his clothes were gone. As I headed to check another bedroom I heard a car outside. I went downstairs to see who had come back.  

The door opened and in walked the man who had taken Beth away. 

If you ask for permission the answer is always no

But if you take me by force, the answer is always yes, yes, yessss~

In the neon-drenched streets of Neo-Tokyo, a tale of desire, captivity, and cybernetic intrigue unfolds. The year is 2077, and the world is a bleak landscape of corporate-controlled cities, where the line between human and machine is blurred. This is a story of Sarah, a young woman caught in a dark web of passion and power.

Chapter 1: Abduction

The rain-soaked streets of the Red Light District glistened under the neon lights, casting an eerie glow on the shadowy figures that lurked in the alleys. Jake, a seasoned private eye, navigated these streets with a sense of cautious familiarity. He had been hired to find Sarah, the girlfriend of a wealthy businessman, who had mysteriously disappeared.

Jake's investigation led him to a seedy nightclub called "Neo-Eden." The bouncer, a cybernetic brute with mechanical arms, granted him entry after a subtle exchange of credits. Inside, the club pulsed with synthetic music and the hum of cybernetic enhancements.

Across the room, Jake spotted Sarah. She was dressed in a revealing outfit, her once innocent eyes now smoldered with a mix of fear and desire. She was dancing sensually, clearly under some sort of influence, her movements alluring and hypnotic.

As Jake made his way towards her, a burly man with a scarred face and cybernetic implants stepped into his path. "This one is reserved, mate. Back off." Jake recognized the type: a enforcer for one of the syndicates that ran the underground sex trade.

A tense standoff ensued, but Jake's hand hovered over his concealed pistol, a custom-made smart-gun with neural links. "I'm taking her with me," he stated calmly.

The enforcer smirked. "Over my dead body."

In an instant, the club erupted into chaos. Jake's gun sang an electric melody as he fired, the neural links allowing him to target with deadly precision. The enforcer fell, his cybernetic enhancements failing him in the face of Jake's advanced weaponry.

Grabbing Sarah's hand, Jake pulled her through the club, dodging a hail of bullets and the panicked crowd. They burst out into the rainy alleyway, the neon lights reflecting off the puddles like distorted dreams.

Gasping for breath, Sarah turned to Jake, her eyes wide. "Thank you... but how did you find me?"

Jake's expression softened as he helped her into his hovercar. "Your boyfriend hired me. He never gave up hope."

As the car sped through the neon-dripping streets, Sarah shivered, her body still buzzing from the drugs that had been pumped into her system. "What did they do to me...?"

Chapter 2: Captivity

In a sleek, chrome-plated chamber, Sarah found herself imprisoned. The room was sparse, with cold metal walls and a single observation window. She felt the weight of unseen eyes watching her every move. Her body still ached from the rough treatment she had endured since her abduction.

A synthetic voice echoed through the chamber. "Subject Sarah, your training begins now. You will learn to obey and please."

Sarah's captors were experts in the art of breaking down their captives, both physically and mentally. They subjected her to a regimen of sexual conditioning, using a combination of drugs, cybernetic implants, and behavioral modification. Her willpower was slowly eroded, replaced by a burning desire to please her masters.

Day by day, Sarah's resistance faded. The implants in her body, designed to heighten pleasure and induce compliance, ensured that any attempt to defy her captors resulted in overwhelming sensations that left her begging for more. She became a slave to her own desires, her body responding involuntarily to their commands.

The observers behind the one-way mirror studied her every reaction, taking meticulous notes. They were scientists, engineers, and psychologists, refining their techniques to create the perfect pleasure slave. To them, Sarah was a specimen, a test subject for their twisted experiments.

As the days turned into weeks, Sarah's identity began to fracture. Her memories of her previous life faded, replaced by a singular focus: to serve and satisfy. The implants in her body and mind ensured that any thoughts of escape or rebellion were swiftly punished by a flood of painful stimuli.

Chapter 3: The Syndicate

The syndicate behind Sarah's abduction was known as "The Lotus Network," a powerful organization that operated in the shadows of Neo-Tokyo. They specialized in providing exotic pleasures to the city's elite, and Sarah was intended to be their crown jewel.

At the heart of the syndicate was a mysterious figure known only as "Mother Lotus." She was a master manipulator, a former psychologist who had embraced the potential of cybernetics and mind control. Mother Lotus orchestrated the transformation of captives like Sarah, molding them into obedient servants.

Mother Lotus observed Sarah's progress with a critical eye. "Her transformation is impressive. She has become a true hedonist, a slave to her desires. But we must ensure her loyalty remains unwavering."

To solidify Sarah's loyalty, Mother Lotus employed a combination of rewards and punishments. When Sarah pleased her captors, she was granted moments of exquisite pleasure, the likes of which she had never known before. But any act of defiance resulted in cruel deprivation, leaving her yearning for the release only they could provide.

Over time, Sarah's identity as a captive sex slave became entrenched. She was paraded before potential clients, her beauty and skills on full display. The syndicate profited immensely from her, and she became a sought-after commodity in the underground world of Neo-Tokyo.

Chapter 4: Escape

Months passed, and Sarah's hope of rescue faded. The drugs and implants had taken their toll, but a small spark of defiance remained deep within her. It was this spark that caught the attention of an underground resistance group known as the "Neo-Liberators."

The Neo-Liberators were a rogue collective of hackers and freedom fighters, dedicated to dismantling the syndicates that controlled Neo-Tokyo. They had been monitoring the activities of The Lotus Network, and Sarah's plight had become a symbol of the city's oppression.

One of the Neo-Liberators, a young hacker named Lex, managed to infiltrate the syndicate's systems. He discovered Sarah's true identity and the horrific experiments she had endured. Determined to free her, Lex devised a daring plan.

Lex manipulated the syndicate's systems, creating a momentary lapse in Sarah's security. During a routine transfer between chambers, Sarah found herself unguarded for the first time since her capture. It was her chance, and she took it.

Sarah fled through the sterile corridors, her heart pounding. The implants in her body screamed for release, but she pushed through the pain, driven by her desire for freedom. She reached an air vent and squeezed herself inside, scraping her skin on the metal grates.

The vent led her to the sewers below the city, a dark and putrid world untouched by neon lights. She stumbled through the filth, her once pristine body now bruised and battered. Finally, she emerged into an abandoned warehouse, collapsing from exhaustion.

Chapter 5: Redemption

The Neo-Liberators found Sarah and took her to their hidden base, a fortified safe haven in the heart of the city. There, she met other survivors of the sex slave trade, each with their own tales of horror and resilience.

Under the guidance of the Neo-Liberators, Sarah began the long and painful process of recovery. They helped her remove the implants, purging the syndicate's control over her body and mind. It was a traumatic journey, but with each step, Sarah reclaimed a piece of her former self.

As Sarah healed, her anger toward her captors grew. She learned of the many lives destroyed by The Lotus Network and the corruption that ran deep within Neo-Tokyo's elite. She realized that her freedom was tied to the downfall of the syndicates.

Together with the Neo-Liberators, Sarah became a force for change. She used her unique insights to infiltrate and sabotage the syndicate's operations. Her beauty and skills became weapons, turning clients against the syndicates and spreading dissent from within.

One by one, the syndicates fell, their leaders exposed and brought to justice. Mother Lotus, the architect of Sarah's captivity, was unmasked and put on trial. The city of Neo-Tokyo underwent a revolution, as the truth about the sex slave trade came to light.

In the aftermath, Sarah stood tall, a symbol of resilience and redemption. Her story inspired others to rise up against the oppressive forces that had controlled their lives. Neo-Tokyo began to heal, and a new era of freedom and cybernetic empowerment emerged.

As the city rebuilt, Sarah looked towards the future. Her experiences had left her forever changed, but she embraced the strength that came from surviving the unthinkable. With the Neo-Liberators by her side, she continued to fight for a world where no one would suffer the fate she had endured.

And so, in the neon-lit streets of Neo-Tokyo, a new legend was born. A tale of a captive turned liberator, a woman who rose from the depths of despair to shine a light in the darkest corners of the city. Sarah's story became a beacon, a reminder that even in a world of cybernetic enhancements and corporate control, the human spirit could never be truly enslaved.

Come replace my toy. Domt have to get me off just force your big cock in my throat or in my butt

i wanna force my sister to suck old mens cocks

superheroine forced "Batgirl"

Hey. I figured out how to get worms to willingly crawl into your asshole. No gaping or forcing them. Its quite easy and feels amazing. You can feel them shove there way inside you. It feels quite nice. If someone wants to meetup for one of these I would 100% be willing to meetup and have some fun with it. If someone here could get me a big worm from Australia then I would pay for meetup and hotel place. 

Sarah and I were sitting in her room one day, a lazy Sunday, just making small talk. Summer had just started, and we were both looking forward to our upcoming summer vacation together. We had been dating for about six months at that point, and things were going great.

I had spent countless hours in this very spot; it was basically my second home. I could look around the room and know every little detail: the color of the walls (a pale yellow), the pictures on the wall (mostly of us), even down to the faint smell of her perfume that filled the air.

We were sitting on her bed facing each other, legs intertwined. Every so often she would brush her fingers through my hair as she spoke, something she always did when she was nervous about something.

As we talked about our plans for summer break, I noticed a subtle change in her demeanor. Her voice became slightly shaky as she asked me a question.

"Um, babe... Would you ever want to try something new?"

Confused by what she meant, I replied with an unsure "Uh... What do you mean?"

She bit down on her lower lip nervously before continuing.

"I mean like... Something kinky."

Now my interest was piqued.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked slyly.

"You promise not to judge me?"

"Of course not," I replied sincerely.

"Well..." She began, hesitating. "I've always kind of fantasized about being someone's... S-sex slave."

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. This was definitely not what I was expecting. After a few seconds passed without either of us saying anything, Sarah spoke up again nervously.

"I'm sorry if that's too weird or if it makes you uncomfortable... It's just something that has always turned me on when I think about it."

I could tell how embarrassed and vulnerable she felt admitting this to me. I reached for her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, reassuring her.

"It's not weird at all, babe," I said softly with a smile. "Everyone has their own fantasies; there's nothing wrong with that. Plus, I'm always down to try something new if it makes you happy."

A wave of relief washed over her as she let out a sigh and smiled back at me.

"Thank you... You're seriously the best boyfriend ever," she said sincerely.

I leaned in and gave her a soft kiss before replying.

"And you're the best girlfriend ever. So, when do we start?"

A mischievous grin spread across her face as she replied.

"Soon... Very soon."

The next few weeks were filled with excitement and anticipation. We spent hours discussing our boundaries, safe words, and various scenarios we could act out. It was clear that Sarah had put a lot of thought into this fantasy of hers; she even went so far as to buy some restraints online.

Finally, the day arrived. Sarah had planned out everything down to the smallest detail. She instructed me to arrive at her house at 8 p.m., and texted me saying that the front door would be unlocked but to be quiet so as not to alert her parents.

As instructed, I walked inside and made my way up the stairs towards Sarah's room. The hallway was barely lit by the moon outside; small slivers of light shone through cracks in her curtains which danced slowly across my feet as I moved closer towards my destination.

Her bedroom door was cracked open slightly; just enough for me to slip through without making any noise. I tiptoed towards the bed where she was lying on top of the covers, dressed in an outfit that left very little to the imagination. She wore a black lace lingerie set with matching garter belt and stockings that hugged every curve of her body, leaving me in awe of her beauty. Her normally innocent and sweet face now wore a seductive and playful expression.

As I stood there admiring her, she looked up at me with a devilish smile.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Come over here and fuck your slutty little sex slave."

Her words took me by surprise; this was definitely not how I expected the night to start. Before I could respond, she spoke up again.

"Oh, and one more thing... From this point forward, you don't get to speak unless given permission. Understood?"

I simply nodded in response as my mind tried to process what was happening. She motioned for me to come closer with a finger, beckoning me towards her like a predator luring its prey.

I slowly made my way towards the bed, trying to suppress the intense lust that was building inside of me. With each step I took, Sarah's eyes followed my every movement; it felt as though she was undressing me with her gaze.

Once I reached the edge of the bed, she gestured for me to get down on my knees in front of her. I did as instructed and waited silently for her next command. She sat up on the edge of the bed and looked down at me with a smirk before running her fingers through my hair gently.

"This is where you belong... At my feet," she said softly yet sternly. "Now kiss them."

Without hesitation, I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on top of each foot before sitting back up straight again, keeping my eyes locked onto hers the entire time.

She let out a small chuckle before speaking again.

"Good boy... Now take off your clothes."

I slowly stood up and began removing each piece of clothing until I was completely naked in front of her. As I finished undressing, she bit down on her lower lip seductively while scanning my body with her hungry eyes.

"Mmm... Very nice," she purred. "Now get back down on your knees and crawl to the other side of the room."

Confused yet intrigued, I got back down on my knees and began crawling across the room as she had instructed. With each movement, I could feel her eyes following me; it was as though every sense in my body was heightened.

Once I reached the other side of the room, I turned around and looked back at her. She smiled playfully before motioning for me to come closer with a finger. I crawled back towards her until I was once again at the foot of the bed, where she then instructed me to sit up straight.

"Now, don't move," she said firmly as she stood up from the bed and walked over to her dresser.

I watched intently as she rummaged through one of the drawers until she found what she was looking for: a small wooden box. She brought it over to the bed and sat down next to me before placing it on top of her lap.

Sarah opened the box carefully, revealing an array of various sex toys and restraints inside. Her eyes lit up with excitement as they scanned over each item like a kid in a candy store.

"So many options... But which one should we use first?" She pondered thoughtfully while tapping her index finger against her chin playfully.

After a moment of contemplation, she reached into the box and pulled out a pair of leather handcuffs; it seemed that all her planning had finally paid off.

"I think these will do just nicely," she said with a grin before setting aside the rest of the toys and closing the box. "Now hold out your hands."

I did as instructed and extended my arms towards her as she leaned forward and fastened each cuff tightly around my wrists, leaving no wiggle room.

Once secured, Sarah sat back up and admired her handiwork with a look of satisfaction.

"Perfect... Now you're all mine," she said seductively while running her fingertips along the inside of my forearm slowly, sending shivers down my spine.

She continued to tease and trace patterns on my skin with her fingers, exploring every inch of my body. Her touch was like fire against my bare skin, driving me wild with desire. I sat there helplessly, completely at her mercy.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally spoke up again.

"Hmm... I think it's time for your punishment," she said sternly as she stood up from the bed and walked over to one of the walls where a full-length mirror was mounted.

Confusion filled my mind as I tried to process what she had just said; punishment? For what? Before I could voice my concerns, Sarah quickly silenced me with a disapproving look.

"Don't question me," she said firmly. "You know exactly why you're being punished."

I racked my brain trying to figure out what I had done wrong but came up empty. It didn't take long for Sarah to notice the puzzled expression on my face.

"Come here," she commanded while pointing at the floor in front of her.

I cautiously got off the bed and made my way over to where she was standing in front of the mirror. She motioned for me to get down on all fours before placing her foot against the back of my neck gently, forcing me to submit completely.

With each breath I took, I could smell the faint scent of her perfume mixed with a hint of sweat; it was intoxicating. As I knelt there obediently, Sarah looked at herself in the mirror and began speaking in a calm yet assertive tone.

"I want you to look at yourself... Really look," she said softly yet sternly. "What do you see?"

Confusion filled my mind once again as I tried to understand what she was getting at. I examined my reflection in the mirror, searching for an answer.

"I see... myself?" I replied unsurely.

Sarah let out a small chuckle before continuing.

"Wrong answer," she said firmly. "What you see is a pathetic little slut who needs to be put in his place."

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut; this was not what I was expecting. Before I could respond, Sarah spoke up again, her voice dripping with authority and dominance.

"You have been too cocky lately... Thinking that you're in control of everything. Well, tonight I'm going to show you just how wrong you are."

The room fell silent as her words hung in the air like a thick fog; it was as though time itself had come to a standstill. My heart raced with anticipation as I wondered what she had planned for me next.

After what felt like an eternity, Sarah finally broke the silence.

"Now... Crawl back over to the bed and lie down on your back," she commanded while removing her foot from my neck slowly and taking a step back.

I got back on all fours and crawled towards the bed as instructed before lying down on my back, waiting anxiously for her next move. She walked over and stood at the edge of the bed, looking down at me with a look of satisfaction.

"Good boy... Now spread your legs wide for me," she said with a smirk before climbing onto the bed and straddling me.

I did as instructed and spread my legs wide open, exposing every inch of my body to her hungry gaze. She looked down at me with lust-filled eyes, devouring me with her gaze; it was both intimidating yet incredibly arousing.

As she sat there straddling me, Sarah slowly began grinding her hips against mine in a slow and teasing motion. With each movement, I could feel her warmth and wetness against my bare skin, driving me wild with desire.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" She purred seductively while tracing circles on my chest with her fingertips. "But remember... This isn't about your pleasure; it's about mine."

I nodded in understanding as my mind was consumed by a whirlwind of emotions: excitement, anticipation, and a hint of fear. I had no idea what she had planned for me next but was willing to do whatever it took to fulfill her every desire.

After a few minutes of teasing and grinding, Sarah leaned forward and kissed me passionately on the lips before sitting back up again.

"I think it's time we take this to the next level," she said playfully while reaching behind her back and unclipping her bra, letting it fall onto the bed.

As I gazed up at her perfectly sculpted breasts, I felt a surge of adrenaline rush through my veins; this was definitely not what I was expecting. Before I could voice my concerns, Sarah spoke up again.

"Tonight you're going to worship every inch of my body... And there's nothing you can do about it."

A mixture of excitement and nervousness filled my mind as I tried to process what she had just said. The thought of being completely helpless and at her mercy was both intimidating yet incredibly arousing.

Sarah grabbed the bottle of massage oil from the nightstand and poured a generous amount onto her hands before rubbing them together to warm up the oil.

"Are you ready?" She asked with a sly grin before coating her hands in oil and placing them on top of my chest gently.

Before I could respond, Sarah began massaging my chest slowly in circular motions, exploring every contour of my body with her slippery hands. Her touch was like fire against my bare skin; it sent shivers down my spine and made my heart race with anticipation.

As she continued to massage my chest, Sarah leaned forward and kissed me passionately on the lips, exploring every inch of my mouth with her tongue. I moaned softly into her mouth as our tongues danced together in perfect harmony; it was pure bliss.

After a few minutes of teasing and kissing, Sarah sat back up and looked down at me with a playful yet assertive expression.

"Turn over," she commanded while grabbing another bottle of oil from the nightstand and pouring some onto her hands.

I did as instructed and rolled over onto my stomach, exposing every inch of my body to her hungry gaze. She straddled me once again and placed both hands on top of my lower back gently before leaning forward and planting a soft kiss on the base of my neck; it sent shivers down my spine.

"Mmm... You smell so good," she purred seductively while massaging my lower back slowly in circular motions. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

Her touch was like magic against my bare skin; it was both soothing and arousing at the same time. As she continued to massage my lower back, Sarah leaned forward slightly and began kissing a trail down my spine, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in my body.

I moaned softly in response as her lips traced patterns on my skin, driving me wild with desire. She worked her way down slowly until she reached the small of my back before sitting back up again.

"Flip over," she said playfully while looking down at me with a mischievous grin before pouring more oil onto her hands.

I flipped over onto my back once again as instructed, revealing a rock-hard erection that was begging for attention. Sarah looked down at me with a playful yet assertive expression as she coated her hands in oil once again.

"Lift your hips," she commanded while placing both hands on top of my pelvis gently.

I did as instructed and lifted my hips off the bed slightly, allowing her to remove my cock ring that I usually wore. Once it was removed, she placed both hands on top of my thighs gently and leaned forward.

As her lips wrapped around the head of my cock, I moaned softly in response; it felt like pure ecstasy. She worked her way down slowly, taking every inch of me into her warm and wet mouth with each movement.

I looked down at her as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, sucking and licking every inch of me like a hungry predator devouring its prey. The sight alone was enough to push me over the edge; I could feel my release building rapidly as waves of pleasure coursed through every nerve ending in my body.

After a few minutes of teasing and sucking, Sarah looked up at me with lust-filled eyes while continuing to stroke my shaft with one hand slowly.

"You're so delicious," she purred seductively before placing a gentle kiss on the tip of my cock. "But remember... This is just the beginning."

A mixture of excitement and anticipation filled my mind as I wondered what she had planned for me next. The thought of being completely at her mercy was both intimidating yet incredibly arousing; I had no idea what to expect but was willing to do whatever it took to fulfill her every desire.

Sarah leaned forward once again and took me into her mouth in one swift motion, causing a surge of adrenaline to rush through my veins. Her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft as she began bobbing her head up and down slowly, teasing and sucking every inch of me in perfect harmony.

With each movement, I could feel myself getting closer to the edge; it was pure bliss. Time itself seemed to come to a standstill as waves of pleasure coursed through every nerve ending in my body, driving me wild with desire.

After a few minutes of relentless teasing and sucking, Sarah looked up at me with lust-filled eyes while continuing to stroke my shaft slowly.

"Are you ready to come for me?" She asked seductively before taking the head of my cock into her mouth again and swirling her tongue around it slowly.

I moaned softly in response as she continued to tease and suck me like a hungry predator devouring its prey; it was pure ecstasy. I could feel my release building rapidly as waves of pleasure washed over me, threatening to push me over the edge at any moment.

As Sarah worked her magic on my cock, she reached down between her legs with one hand and began teasing her clit gently, adding another layer of pleasure to the mix. The sight alone was enough to drive me wild with desire; it was as though every sense in my body was heightened.

Suddenly, Sarah increased the pace and sucked harder on my shaft, bringing me closer and closer to the edge with each passing second. I could feel myself teetering on the brink of ecstasy as time itself seemed to slow down; it was both intimidating yet incredibly arousing at the same time.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally let go and surrendered myself completely to the overwhelming waves of pleasure that consumed every inch of my body. My hips bucked uncontrollably as I released load after load of hot cum deep into Sarah's mouth, moaning loudly in sheer bliss.

She eagerly swallowed every drop of my essence while maintaining eye contact with me throughout the entire process; it was both intimate and incredibly arousing. As I rode out my orgasm, she teased and licked my sensitive tip gently before sitting back up again.

"You taste so good," she purred seductively while licking her lips slowly. "But remember... This is just the beginning."

A mixture of excitement and anticipation filled my mind as I wondered what she had planned for me next. The thought of being completely at her mercy was both intimidating yet incredibly arousing; I had no idea what to expect but was willing to do whatever it took to fulfill her every desire.

After a few minutes of teasing and kissing, Sarah climbed off the bed and walked over to the other side of the room where her desk was located. She rummaged through one of the drawers until she found what she was looking for: a pair of nipple clamps.

She turned around and looked at me with a playful yet assertive expression as she held up the clamps in front of me.

"You see these? They're going on your nipples," she said firmly.

41 year old male here. I crave to be someones kept slut. I want to have my cock milked randomly, be told to produce my cock no matter where we are or who's around and be jerked off until Im forced to cum then just carry on like nothing happened. But go further, I want to be degraded regularly, told how worthless I am by a woman standing there in heels, stockings wearing a strap-on before she takes me like a worthless whore. She shoves her fake cock in my mouth pushing it deep down to throat fuck me hard while degrading and telling me what a slut I am. Bend me over and fuck my ass, lay me on my back and rail me hard or make me climb on top of your cock and bounce hard on it while you push your hips up forcing your fake cock deep in me until I can't hold back and blow cum on you, myself or both of us. Suck or scoop up my load and feed it to me or kiss me deeply and make me taste my own cock and cum... I just need to be someones worthless whore and we can trade off doing each other's bidding and fulfilling each other's fantasies.... My perfect partner would be bi and we'd pick up other men and women to use together... Why is that so hard to find?

Would love to hold her down and force my cock in her!

Force these sisters to fight each other ...who you got?

I want an old couple to tie my arms behind my back and force me to sit on the mans face and be eaten out while his wife licks my nipples and makes me suck on hers. 

Sex addict sub top here...I love being forced to cum for you...tied up..pinned down...turn me into your good little cum dispenser...I love being milked...more aggressive the better...love men and women 🥵

F21 I confess that one of my biggest fantasies is being kidnapped by a couple or a group of men and forced into all sorts of degrading and disgusting things. Sometimes I go to corner of the internet where I know creepy men reside just so I can bait them into telling me in detail what they’d to do me if they got their hands on me. It makes me so wet. 

I desparately want an older couple to be my mommy&daddy or grandma&grandpa, who will force me to be good for them. Use me to feel good and force me to cum for them. 

Want to be fucked open while my head is held down so I have no other choice than to eat my mommy/grandma's pussy, lick her open and let her use my mouth to cum while her husband fucks his cum into me deep. 

Any guys ever fag out for their wife? Just because she has a fantasy to see you suck a cock and swallow a load? 

Did you enjoy it and get off? 

Does she want you to do it again? 

What was the trade off (what did she do for you)? 

Lets here your fag out confessions. I enjoy strong women forcing two guys into gay sex! 

I miss having an older couple to use me. Fucking love when I'm fucked to tears and my face is shoved down onto his wife's pussy and held there so I have to eat her out while he fucks me. 

I'd get so wet when an older man would force me to play with his wife first, especially when the wife would be rough with me and force me to cum while she tells me what a whore I am for making her husband want to fuck me.