Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403
I found myself tied up and chained to a filthy mattress in a filthy abandoned warehouse. A man stood over me menacingly. He was masked and large and dangerous. When I woke to find myself naked and at his mercy, I couldn’t remember how I’d ended up here. He bent down when he saw my eyes flutter open, filling my field of vision. Grabbing me by my throat, his voice rasped that I was his newest sex slave. Then he informed me that my training was beginning now.
Sex Slave
Holding me by my throat, he pulled me up onto my knees. He told me to open my mouth like a good girl. Then pushed his huge, hard cock right into my mouth. I used my lips, tongue, and throat to pleasure him, hoping it would stave off anything worse. Within minutes he began roughly fucking my throat. Tears streamed down my eyes due to his rough treatment. But I relaxed my throat and didn’t fight him even a little bit. Soon I felt the spurt of his cum against the back of my throat and swallowed frantically.
He told me that was just the first test of my new life as his captured sex slave. Then pulled out his cell phone and began texting his friends to come over for a little party. The vile and debasing things he made me do for him and his never-ending parade of abusive acquaintances. They left me a puddle of cum seeping, cowering fuck slave.
What would you do with me if you had me as your own personal sex slave? Would you make me bring your darkest fantasies to life? If you had me on my knees in front of you unable to say no to you in any way.
Zesty Zoey
1-844-332-2639 Ext 403