Our dirty little game: I treat her like a princess in public, and like a filthy whore in the bedroom. Nobody would ever guess what a slut she really is.
Tied up in front of her friends, fucked mercilessly, forced to call herself a "stupid whore" and "filthy slut" with all of them jeering and watching. This is the best birthday party ever.
No cleaning it off, just a quick wipe. I want you walking around all day covered in cum. Next time you feel like acting high and mighty, you'll remember what a filthy whore you really are. Do you like that, slut?
I'm not forcing you to do anything. We both know a slut like you belongs on her knees with a cock in her throat. I'm just giving you the chance to do what you're meant for. You can thank me later.
She didn't wear underwear to work, as usual. It gives her a thrill under her prim and proper work clothes. Secretly, she'd always fantasized about being bent over her desk, and used like a total slut.
Want that loving smile? Give her the valentine's day gift that keeps on giving. Show her her place. Treat her like a cheap slut. It'll be the best gift she's ever received. Better than flowers.
I told you not to wear underwear. A dirty slut like you shouldn't have anything blocking her cunt from being used. At least they'll make a good gag while I punish you.
Gents, remember that feminist things like "no slut-shaming" or "partner count doesn't matter" comprise a purpose around female inferiority's hypergamy: a woman could only need 2 get accepted by an inferior man after she submitted 2 a superior man
I loved the response I got to the office picture. So, a short series. "The office slut." It all started with the interview. I knew I had a position for you as soon as you came into the room. I love an assistant that knows her place.
My wife I wanna be cuckold and or used by black men or degraded as the talk about my wife if this pic is liked I'll post her nude bent over for all you BBC masters
