Bondage phone sex is fun, but the real thing is dangerous. The last thing I remembered was being at a party with friends. It was Master / Servant party which means the men were all dominant and the women were all submissive whores. I guess I drank a spiked drink. Not sure if it was meant for me or not. If not, whom ever spiked the drink took advantage of the situation . I woke up in a room. I wasn’t even sure if it was a room in the house I was at earlier. It had a dungeon feel to it. I was chained up. My tits were bound. There was an electrocution wand attached to my pussy and something rather large in my ass. I saw no one. I appeared to be alone. No such luck. The door opened and in came a bunch of men. Men I didn’t recognize. Apparently someone at the party I was attending took it upon himself to sell me for some money. I was informed that I was a bought and paid for whore. I started to ask a question, but was punched in the eye. My eye immediately swelled up so I could barely see. Whomever hit me, enjoyed it. He hit me again. This time in the lip. I felt blood trickle down out of the corner of my mouth. Then I felt a belt smack my back. I felt like a slave. I was one. For hours they whipped me, punched me, electrocuted my pussy and ass, and fucked me with various anal devices. No apparent reason why than for shits and giggles. If I even whimpered, I was whipped harder. When they were done with me, they finished by cumming on my face. They left me tied and chained until the next morning. They let me go, but not before they abused me some more.
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