This cow slave was made to milk his own cock for days at a time for his milk that could be sold on the market like women who need to get pregnant or for cooking or for other personal uses...he keeps crying that he can't take much more milking and this balls are sore and swollen and his cock is aching but he needs to keep milking non stop....wwyd...how much more should he keep milking?!?!?

My wife told me the other night that she wants to see me suck a strangers cock. I'm straight. Thoughts? What should I do here?

I confess, it turns me on so fucking bad when my girlfriend tells me about her sexual past. She's bi AND had always loved sucking cock. So many other naughty shit she has done. When she talks about stuff while sucking my cock, or fucking its all I can do to control myself and not cum.

I confess that over the last 2 years I've sucked and been fucked by at least 300 guys that I've found on Craigslist's M/M section. I like to keep the condom wrappers as trophies and I just threw away a whole shopping bag full of them. I'm traveling and my ex is watching my place. I didn't want her to get curious and start looking through my drawers and finding out what a cock whore I am.

When I post on CL I get my "regulars" answering and wanting to fuck me again but I confess that I prefer strangers so I can rack up my count of new cocks. I buy condoms three dozen at a time. I keep regular, Magnum and Magnum XL in my drawer at all times. Only been lucky enough to meet two guys who needed the XLs. I still remember the feeling of their big cocks stretching my hole until if finally feels good. One was a BBC and the other a BWC.

mysteryvixen1
I LIKE BEING GROPED! I am a sexy, sweet cock tease, love to be bra-less in wear revealing clothes in an adult video or book store and let "suitable" men brush by and sneak a feel. I act like I don't even notice them. They get bolder and touch my breasts over my clothing or squeeze my soft ass cheeks. I stand still, reading the backs of the dvds. A man who liked getting away with an initial touch will reach inside my blouse and start fondling my tits. Reacting now, I softly moan, going with the action. Letting him lift my blouse while standing nearby other shoppers. he starts sucking my exposed breasts, tugging & licking the nipples. Another man joins the action and greedily lifts my skirt, feeling my ass and finding the damp crotch of my panties. I love to let them use me like this! Better still if they tell me what a nasty cum slut I am and how much they like humiliating a lady in front of others. This is something I've done in real life twice...and want to do again...is that really weird?...

My confession is that i befriended my neighbor so i can fuck her husband.
I wasnt attracted to him at first, then i seen him mowing the lawn without a shirt. I couldnt believe he was one of the most sexist latinos i ever seen. How can he be so short about 5'0 ft flat and be in amazing shape. Ive nvr been attracted to short men, i browse her facebook and looking at his few shirtless pics makes my pussy throb. I wanna shove my pussy all over his cock, i heard them having sex as our bedroom windows are very close all i can hear was how she kept screaming, and screaming, "omg omg its so good, im gonna cum" hearing that for about 2hrs i came about 3 times my pussy yearns for this short man. With a body like his i bet his dick is huge. Any other ladies ever been attracted to a short man? Dispite being way taller? I can steal more facebook pics too ladies. Im gonna try to get her to send me his nudes or steal them from her phone haha what are neighbors for...

I recently went on a fishing trip with two friends, one night i was in one of there tents smoking weed when he asked me striaght out if he could make me cum, i was shocked but said ok, he took my cock out and wanked and sucked me until i came in his mouth, i was so turned on that a returned the act and the feeling when i felt him cum in my mouth was amazing. I still see him but since the trip we usually meet up and just suck each other off, i feel guilty as i have a long standing girlfriend but my friend is so good at sucking my cock i always enjoy meeting up, i dont find him or other men attractive but making another man cum is something to try now and again.

Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

I confess I went to the gym tonight specifically to see cock and be naked infront of other guys, I thought the showers would be private but I was wrong. So I went in the most private section, it seemed like an area for old people . I went out to check if anyone was around and a guy was walking into the shower, Im certin he seen my dick (I wasnt hard) and he went to his shower directly on the other side of the wall beside mine, after he left, i didnt see another guy come in, but I did see an older guy with longer hair come in, he chose a shower diagonal from me where he was in plain sight to me and i was in sight to him, so I figured he wanted a show, I started to soap my ass up really nice and my back was turned to him, so he probably enjoyed it very much, After I got a bit more comfortable, (and when he caught me trying to look at his dick a few times) I started turning around and making sure he could see my dick, which made me semi hard. He kept turning around also, and his dick was either really big, or semi hard as well, at one point he even basically was "washing" his ass and hos ass cheeks were bouncing everywhere, I thought we were alone the entire time but when I realized the gym was about to close I quickly finished my shower and seen a big hunk pass by, and a latino dude still showering out of my vision, what do you guys think? Should I have jacked off for him?

I confess that I have fantasies about my wife being kidnapped and mercilessly abused and tortured by a psychopathic sexual sadist or a group of them. I love her and would never really want it to happen but the fantasy makes me incredibly hard. I love to imagine her being forced to suck cocks while getting her tits and pussy tortured. Sometimes I ask other pervs what they would do to her if they could and there was no consequence and get off when they tell me their sadistic fantasies about her. THe most sick and depraved responses turn me on the most.