A taboo phone sex slut can get herself into all kinds of trouble. Sometimes, I think with my pussy and that often leads to disaster. I hooked up with a guy last night. I met him in a fetish club. He was so handsome. Tall with big hands. That usually means big cock too.I do love a big cock. We had fun at the club. He is into bondage. He just lost his slave. She moved to get away from the lifestyle. I told him I was not looking to be owned. I am a free agent. You do not go straight from shackles to being a mistress. I still like bondage and pain. I just do not want to be owned 24 /7. I still like to play at the clubs for a fix of bondage and pain, but I do not want to be a slave anymore. He seemed cool with it. We had fun in the club. I said goodbye. The next thing I realize I am tied up to a dungeon bed and I am his ass rape porn star. He drugged my drink and kidnapped me. When I woke up, his hand was on my throat and his cock was buried in my ass. I glanced around the room. It was a prison. No windows. Cement walls. I was not sure if I was in his house or some dungeon. I did know that this guy could kill me and make my body disappear. I had to be careful how I responded. I acted like what he did was the hottest thing ever. He did not buy it. He slapped my face and told me he was impervious to my games. He fucked me until I passed out from exhaustion. I was still tied up on a BDSM bed when I came too but I was all alone. I think I have been kidnapped for a snuff porn.
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I’ll make you appreciate disaster in new found ways, Cassandra.