I had arranged a meetup with some friends that new about my BDSM lifestyle. Tried out everything from pet play, to stretching her holes apart, pissing down her throat and making her act like human furniture.īut what turned her on the most was the thought of being treated as nothing more then a party favor, and i had just the right idea. I spit in her mouth and fucked her throat before beating her ass with my belt and railing her from behind as she cried.Ī man seeking to take out his power and frustrations over a girl, and a girl simply looking to be used past her limits. We drove to the nearest empty lot i can find and it took me no time at all to take her to the backseat and rip off her clothes. But as soon as she got in the car that all changed. When i drove to get her she was wearing an outfit that was quite the opposite of her “easy whore” mentality. I told her to wait by a spot and id come pick her up. Our first meetup was as unromantic as they come. She had to get used, abused, and treated like garbage and i needed a worthless whore who would take my most sadistic kinks and be fine with being tossed to the side after i was done with her. There was no fluff, no bullshit in between the lines.
