He insisted we should meet his friends before we had our own quality time, because they'd "be back in Austria within days. I kinda hate meeting new folk, is it an introvert thing?
He'd bought my entire outfit.I mean down to the earrings and lingerie. I'd only been bought some clothes previously by my manager when i was 16.
I had on some magenta lace trim thongs with a little bow at the front and back. The gusset was silky on the outside. The bra cups were half silky then laced towards the cleavage, with a little silk bow to match the thongs. It was a fun colour I'd never have chosen for myself. The dress was simple; a solid black cap sleeved A line skater. The skirt was short, I'd have to be very delicate bending, I had black strapped satin stilletos on, he'd bought me the nail polish the colour of the lingerie. The guy was more thorough than me about his colour coordination preferences.

When we left the restaurant his 's fiancée said "Women's in the back" so I got in the backseat. We'd barely driven a minute before his opened her palm and announced she'd heard I liked sedatives. There were 2 small blue rhombus shaped pills. From the drivers seat I was told, "Go on baby girl let yourself relax.." while my knee was quickly squeezed twice as encouragement. He was looking at me in the mirror. He seemed calm&sincere, and Rhia was just smiling at me -palm out -offering a small bottle of water. I took a breath and scooped the pills up. Mosa piped up from the passenger seat taking a swig of a beer, "I take 1 too, just 1 as I'm drinking, you enjoy you don't drink." Blue is my favourite..I took them. "Thank you Rhia, appreciated" I told her ,sitting back.
"You're so welcome my darling", she replied, as she took my cheeks in her hands and kissed me hard, complete with 'MWOAH!' then patting my thigh. Within minutes I could feel this soothing gravitational wave wash down me. I glanced up to notice a beautiful, golden, crescent moon. I gazed at it a while, till I realised, Rhia's hand was not only still on my thigh, she was gently massaging it. She gently dragged her nails from my knee to halfway up my thighs and started massaging it further up,this time pushing my already short skirt up..
We're at some traffic lights. In my peripheral I catch him checking on me. "Daaadddyy.." (oh fffff..I've never called him that in public!) He just laughed and said, "What is it baby girl?"
"Your *'s touching my leg in a weird way." I said; in what felt like slow motion, was I slurring? "Mhmm" he replied, non chalantly. He's too busy to converse while he's driving, I resolve.
Rhia's hand moves again. She's trying to pull my panties aside wtf is going on?
"Daaadddy" I say again. "She's trying to touch me!" Did I say that loudly? Did I say it at all? I must not have. I quickly try to clasp my left hand over my pubic bone, but she's already there and won't budge her hand. "Get off me **
!" I say, then hear, "F*ck did you call me?", while receiving a backhanded fist which slams my top lip against my front teeth. She begins stripping her jeans off as the car pulls into a lay-by, she removes her panties and shoves them in her bra and puts her jeans back on. She goes back to my thighs. "Open your legs slut " she demands.
"I'll have to pass." I say, just as the door beside me opens and my hairs grabbed, he puts his fingers in my mouth. "Baby what day is it?"
"Balentinth"i say through his fingers.
"Yeah baby so just go with it and let Daddy enjoy his night too. Then he holds my nose closed. I gasp for air and Rhia smashes her panties from her lap into my mouth. "I'm not his *** you dumb bitch." she chides. "And you -lil chicken - are mine."
"Lean forward for Daddy" He takes off his tie and binds my wrists behind me. "Now move over, and behave." Rhia moves to the window seat and I wriggle over to the middle. Mosa gets out and comes to sit on my right side.
Rhia tells me to put one leg on either side. "Do it" Mosa commands more so physically by lifting my right leg under the knee and holding it. Rhia massages between my legs. I wriggle but there's nowhere to go. Mosa uses his other hand to pin my neck back as Rhia's fingers prod and poke, she sucks her fingers and slides her hand back up as Mosa holds my right leg with his left arm and puts more pressure on my throat with his right. As she plays with me she keeps nipping my skin and as she puts fingers inside me because she's wearing long nails and I'm not horny. Idk what's dryer rn; my cunt or my mouth with Rhia's panties semi suffocating me.
Mosa asks me if I'm going to be a good girl. I nod, in his hand. He puts my heel on the seat ,spits on his fingers and starts circling my clit as Rhia fingers me. It actually feels alright until Mosa let's go of my leg and takes his phone out to start filming. I try to say no and look away from the camera. Rhia pulls me back by the hair as she's just fingering me. She whispers in my ear "I have some toys for that tight little pussy, have you ever cum for a woman before?" She asked the latter more loudly. "No, actually I've only cum for a man once too." I reply, somewhat ashamed.
"You're gonna cum for me, here in the back seat" says Rhia, "Or we'll pull over again and you'll be fucked over the bonnet on camera. Have you ever been pegged? " I shake my head. "If you displease me I won't be gentle with you -Do you understand?" She asks. I nod. We hit more traffic lights. A familiar voice says "Look at Daddy", I can't. I'm awkwardly positioned, with a woman I only just met tonight's panties and fingers in me, and her partners filming it happening.
"You're being rude to Daddy's guests. Now you're going to need correction. I'm sure Rhia won't mind you across her lap, spanking your little ass raw while you take Daddy in your mouth. If you're a very good girl there's a surpise for you. Now let's go home and see how good you can be baby girl. You're gonna look so beautiful on film. Rhia's desperate to spank you now aren't you Rhia?" He asks.
"I'm going to make her my little pet." She replies. As the car pulled into our driveway I guessed I'd find out soon what that meant...

Pro-Dom/me Session18 to 80 years ● 25km around UK Glasgow

Well-grounded guy with a successful and fascinating life here, but behind closed doors, I need to feel ashamed, pathetic, ugly and stupid.

I'm getting excited by a man that I can worship and compliment while he is being bad to me in several ways:

  • verbal and psychological ***
  • hard insults, like body shaming, not politically correct
  • mocking and laughing at me
  • uglification - throw some ugly rug or write degrading words on my body
  • show me on live camera while i suck you or humiliate myself, even though i beg you not to do it, and you give me poppers and then *** me to
  • make pictures with your smartphone and show me how I look, *** me to see myself
  • feet worship
  • s***do/underwear tease
  • if you smoke, breath out on my face, or even throw ash on me
  • spit all over me
  • *** all over me
  • write the name of someone you despise (your annoying boss) on me and use me as an object of mockery and ***
    I have a great life but in front of you we are in a roleplay, in which you are a hot desirable hot man, and I'm a total loser who is only good to be mocked at, laughed at and bullied.
  • open to more ideas/scenarios/fantasies.

    My favorite scenario: you look into my eyes and insult me while I'm taking poppers, and we are talking on how hot you are and how I'm not. Please, tell me, again and again, what a loser I am to you. Tell me I'm pathetic. Tell me I'm a fat pig, again and again and again. And I will admire you and worship you and tell you how amazing you are, compliment every part of you.

    I can also, as a part of the game, order you dinner something like that.

    I usually don't look for sex because the loser is unworthy for normal sex with you, but it's not a rule. It's possible that while I worship you, you look for someone else for sex, show my how you go on grindr and find someone better looking, making me feel bad, while using me as a coffee-table, footrest, or just something to laugh at.

    Facts:
    A man in underwear turns me on more than hung cocks.
    Poppers makes me stupid and weak and I want to show you
    I can also give you massage, we meet and I'm your masseur, there to please you and take care of you, and all I ask in return is that we will talk, communicate. I ask for nothing else.

    If you are not verbal I don't think it will work. But you can share with me some other fantasy, maybe I'd love to try.
    We can also have a session dedicated entirely to me working on your feet. Or giving you a bath... I'm open to anything fucked up and weird :)

    Get in touch with your expectations/ideas.
    I CAN'T host.
    Everything in consent and respect (except the meet itself ah ah!)
    I'm chubby and lately I started laser on my chest and abdomen. Feel free to laugh and mock at that.

    Eye contact and creativity are a big plus.

    I'm a guy that has a good job and life, educated, friendly, social... But sexually I'm messed up. Please let me show you.

Kinky Date25 to 65 years ● 25km around USA Los Angeles

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