**A reminder of what it means to be his Sex Toy**
It was ea..
🕑 Added 2022-07-16 17:35:16 +0000 UTC
**A reminder of what it means to be his Sex Toy**
It was early this morning, I was asleep when he wrapped his hands in my hair and gently but forcibly shook me awake. I tried to turn my face away from him to go back to sleep but his hand forces my head down between his legs. I close my mouth defiantly but a few quick slap to the side of my face reminds me just how sadistic he can be if I don't obey.
I relent and as I open my mouth he forces his cock deep into my throat. I quickly and gag as he fucks my mouth hard. Tears fill eyes, I try to convey my anger, but it comes out as muffled grunts around his cock. He keeps one hand in my hair as his other hand wrapped around my neck. He pulled me up, and down over and over. No longer thrusting his hips into my mouth but bouncing my head like a basketball on his cock making me fuck my own throat. It doesn't take long for that wonderful euphoric feeling to wash over me as I struggle to breathe, and every time I gag on his cock I can feel my pussy contract and spasm with pleasure.
He pulled me off his cock and shove me down the bed ordering me onto my hands and knees. He picked up his phone and casted a BDSM porn onto the TV, Remy was tied on her hands and I quickly assumed a similar position as he slammed into me hard. I could tell that he was matching the trusts of the Man on TV, he was picturing himself fucking the pornstar as he used my hole. I wasn't long till I had my first small orgasm, I normally have many small orgasms all getting strong until I finally exploded.
10 minutes later, the scene changes I get a hard slap to my ass and told to roll over. I do and I am laying flat on my back, As he slams into my pussy again. He isn't looking at me, he is watching Remy get fucked missionary on the TV as he fucks my wet dripping & spasming pussy again matching the scene the only difference is his hands are around my neck cutting off my air. I cum over and over each one better I can feel myself about to have a massive squirting Orgasm.
He stops, he pulls out and he just walks off into the bathroom. He didn't cum in my, he didn't cum on me, and I didn't get that massive orgasm I was building up to. I hear the shower start, he relives himself and flushes while he waits for the water to get warm. I quickly realize this morning wasn't about sex, It was a reminder I am his. I am his fuck toy, my holes belong to him. I don't control when he cums or when I cum. I am just his thing and he can fuck me for his pleasure or his amusement and that his control over me isn't just sexual it very personal.
