White WimpBoy for Master Jarmin

I met Jarmin on a dating website and I clearly told him I needed to be dominated, humiliated, used and abused by a black man with a large cock. He made it clear to me that I had to dress up in girly lingerie, basque with garter belts attached to stockings, panties and some bright red lipstick. I would soon become his cock-sucking white whore and my main source of food and drink would be his cum loads down my throat flollowed by lashings of his hot piss. After our 1st meet at a local hotel he approved of my servitude and informed me that I would be able to serve his friends over at his place in London. Thats where I am now as i type this...I have become his full-time servant / sex-slave and I am loving every second of it, relishing all the cum and piss from these superior black Doms. Thank you Master Jarmin for allowing me to become your WimpBoy.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 4)

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 4) By Kinkybelle I was worried that my husband might be able to smell traces of our son's cum on me, so I decided it would be prudent to take a shower before bed. I cursed myself for the hundredth time for being so stupid. Why was I risking a great 17-year marriage to a wonderful man, whom I loved now as dearly as the day I first fell in love with him, for the perverse thrill of molesting my own teen sons? I tried to lose myself in the spray of hot water caressing my naked body, but my mind wouldn't stop thinking about it all. Things were moving too fast. I was acting without enough consideration of the consequences. This wasn't like me at all. I was always careful and calculated. I was never the wild one, or the spontaneous one, and definitely never the kinky one. All I needed to do was begin reasserting my mental discipline and get this thing under control. First, I needed to take stock of exactly what I'd done over the past few d...
Read more

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 6)

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 6) By Kinkybelle "Morning, Kim," Don, my father-in-law, greeted me as I emerged from the basement door into the kitchen. He gave me a friendly wink and went back to reading the newspaper. I couldn't help feeling like he somehow knew that less than ten minutes ago I had my son's cock jammed halfway down my throat. I was probably just being paranoid. "Coffee's almost ready, dear," Julie, my mother-in-law, said in her usual cheery sing-song. "I'm making French toast for the boys. Put your orders in now if you want some." "Count me in," Don piped up. "Sure, I'll have a little," I added and sat down at the table. As I watched Julie moving around the kitchen in her airy nightgown I was unable to reconcile the fact that I had just seen her pussy spread open with her current casual attitude. The woman had caught me 69ing her grandson, then masturbated herself to orgasm in front of the...
Read more

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 5)

My Son's Cum Rag (Ch 5) By Kinkybelle I was vacuuming when the guys got home from their golf game. My husband gave me a kiss on the cheek and a pat on the butt as he passed through the living room on his way upstairs. A few moments later my son came in, gave me a kiss on the cheek and pat on the butt. Just like his father. I can't say I didn't enjoy it, but he needed to be more careful about that sort of thing. Once I finished tidying up, I headed down to Nick's bedroom to talk to him. I knocked and went right in. He was just out of the shower and had on nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He smiled when he saw me. "How was the game?" I asked. He dropped his towel and walked past me to his closet, obviously enjoying his newfound freedom to be naked in front of me. "I was kicking butt, then Dad started using his Jedi mind tricks and smoked me on the back nine." "Grandma and grandpa are going to be here in an hour or two. ...
Read more