Liilith

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¡Hello! I'm Lilith and I'm 23 years old. I consider myself a person passionate about BDSM, a practice that fascinates me and that is an important part of my life. For me, BDSM is not only about exploring my sexuality, but also about establishing a deep connection with my partner.. I love to experience different dynamics, either assuming the role of dominant and enjoying control, or giving myself completely as submissive and letting my partner take the reins. Each BDSM session is unique and allows me to discover new sensations and limits. It is a form of sexual expression that fills me with satisfaction and helps me grow both at a personal level and in my intimate relationships.

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It was a boring night I decided to go out with some friends to a town party, we arrived, we danced. in that crossed a look with mine, a policeman, it was shocking. Takes like two weeks to locate who it was. Days later I told a friend who worked in the same place about the characteristics I had seen in that person, my friend showed me a photo and I told him that if it was him. Me dijo: is such and such, has such and such rank, etc. My friend can't stand it and I tell that person. By the way, I gave him my number. Without imagining it I got a message of “Hello”. Something told me it was him. Sure enough, it was, we talked for hours and saw each other on the street, but in short periods of time. The month I was working, he left his shift and called me it was two in the morning. Me dijo: Hi, you can go out I said: come by me. I went out without anyone noticing, the adrenaline was high. Me dijo: ¿where do I take you? I was so hot that if you told me there in the car I would access. I was wearing the uniform and believe me that made me hotter. It was my total fantasy. I answered: I can't go far I'm escaped. Near the place were empty lots where people park to chat. We talked for a while, we gave each other a kiss too long, he gently stroked my thigh, went up to reach my waist and squeezed me, it was so exciting. I felt afraid, since it is in an older man, it was something new for me to be with a gentleman, I was unsure of doing it. I hurried out and stood in the back of the car, I had nowhere to go it was dark. He gets out of the car and hugs me saying, nothing bad is going to happen to you, trust me. We kissed again and his hand entered my thighs squeezing them as if they were his property, with the other hand he took me by the waist and took off my clothes, I grabbed and turned against the car. Bend over and start playing with my parts, making me come so easily. She was wet, I heard her belt loose. I take my hair as if it were reins And suddenly I penetrate, making me moan of passion and pain. They were coordinated movements, where I knew exactly how to do and how to touch me to make me explode. I cummed at least 4 times before he told me he would finish. He gave me a couple of spanks before finishing, he released some unique moans, in if he had never heard a man complain rich and ejaculating inside me with the condom. I felt his cock move when I finished. We clean, dress, take me home and say goodbye. I swear that night I didn't sleep thinking about him. That same day at 12 noon I get a message. He said: Mom what do you think if we finish what we started yesterday. I answered: I think it's fine, you pass by me. El me responde: ready I'm going for you. I'll be there in about 10 minutes. We greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek, but knowing the desire we had. I take you to room 14 of a place of actions. When I entered I saw a chair where bondage and all kinds of BDSM games are done. I liked the idea I loved the idea of those games, just I hadn't experienced it. We entered we took a bath of desire without touching, only our eyes admired each other's body. We left I took my arm tight and kissed me, I spoke dominantly. I push myself against the bed and throw my feet towards him. It was so fast I only managed to grab the pillow to cover my face, I was scared. She opened my legs one by one and took off my pillow. Diciendo: I want to see your face. I look at him terrified and he looks at me with a dominant power. Kiss my navel and it went down. I stared at my parts admiring her, my heart was racing. I felt as his fingers were bordering me the chocadita, opened it with his fingers and his tongue began to run my wet toti, with his thumb massaged my clitoris while his tongue and another hand touched me, in a short time I managed to cum in his mouth. Me dijo: I already know you. Me arrecho tanto que le dije: Put it in, put it in. El me dijo fijamente y serio: ask me please. Le dije: Please put it in, I can't take it anymore. I get up and as I masturbate briefly. He opened my legs and I entered between them. He grabbed me by the neck and penetrated me abruptly, until I pushed up looking to escape and the wise as he had me by the neck I could not do much. They began to move so rich that the pain was only pleasure after giving me 5 minutes, he stood up, took my hair and I started sucking it, that penis had something special was different or I do not know what it was. Haha, but I impact seemed addictive I just wanted to suck it. I get up, I turn my back on him, take my hands and put him behind me as if he was going to handcuff me. I push myself against the bed, grab my waist and lift it up toward her body. With one hand he held my hands and with the other he wrapped my hair like it was a rope. I thought: now if I kill myself. I closed my eyes to hold the blow. This time she introduced it gently, I imagine he watched as she went in. Started to pump me more and more. Le grite: let me go I'm gonna explode He shouts at me: that's what I want. I tried to let go but I couldn't, he kept fucking me in that position me iso come 3 times. I was weak, he let me go and spanked me twice. I could hear him laugh, telling me you're a girl, not that you wanted experience. I cover my face. He drank water and alarmed his feet again. I felt my conchita swollen and sore. I took me to the chair that was in the entrance, took his handcuffs put them in my hands and with his sweater iso a kind of rope, which were above me. Me dijo: - You can relax.. In that chair I iso everything that gave the desire, I could not do more than enjoy. I exploded like a tap. He manipulated my anus, but without penetrating. Le dije: out there no please. He answered. Don't worry that'll be another day. He introduced me his penis and it was already something mixed between soft and hard. Me dijo: now we'll come together. That rich started to fuck me, it's like I had everything planned. From so much giving I already felt that I could not, I pushed him to take it out, but his strength was more, he entered my neck, moaning so manly and as magic, pufffff we both exploded at the same time, it was amazing. We lay for a while resting, he says then let's bathe. I couldn't even walk from how you left me. We bathed, hugged, dressed and left. Three years have passed and we still have the same desire as the first time. We're not a couple, but no one enters our lives either.

The man, standing in front of the woman, backs his arm and then nervously releases it forward, hitting his fist against the woman's stomach who bends and falls to the ground accompanied by a cry of pain. They met half an hour ago, in a bar, now they are in his house, in an attic furnished as a dungeon. The woman, on the ground, begins to cry. The man grabs her hair and drags her to a corner where he tears her clothes. The woman tries to resist, but the man keeps hitting her all over the body as he tears the fabric, tearing it, breaking it, destroying any glimpse of what the woman was before he entered there.. The woman is naked on the floor, the man watches her. ¿Who is she? They met half an hour earlier, in a bar, and they barely crossed four words to confirm what they’ve been talking about for weeks.. Dozens of emails have been sent out agreeing what is going to happen. What's happening right now. The woman is about fifty years old, she is tall and thin, beautiful, although her face reflects a tiredness that no makeup can hide. She has been married for thirty years, all that time taking care of her husband, her three children, her house, taking care of what a perfect Cinderella that others reach happiness at the expense of her own.. Wishing that one day someone will make what happens in your dreams come true. ¿Why every night she dreams of being, humiliated and beaten by a stranger? For too many years that fantasy possesses it, unable to escape a desire drowned by circumstances. until today. The woman found this man on the internet, one night, from her mobile phone and sitting in the sink, browsing pages and more pages of BDSM theme. For weeks she has exchanged emails with that stranger, telling him her dreams, negotiating what will happen. The reality of engagement is simpler than I would have imagined: no blows in the face, no blood, no marks. The man is hitting her on the stomach, twisting her limbs, pulling her hair hard, spitting on her, slapping her. None of that will leave you marks, but you want more. She wishes that stranger would use her without contemplation. Now, naked and tied to a table, face down, she waits for what she has fantasized to happen, what they have agreed to happen. And it happens. The woman closes her eyes as several vibrators enter her mouth, her pussy, her ass, all at once, bigger and bigger. The master spits her in the face while reminding her that she is just an object. The woman cries with emotion, cries with joy. It has always been an object to be used by others, but now it happens by choice. Suddenly the vibrators come out of her body and she can feel the master standing on the table, on top of her. Woman gnashes her teeth, it's gonna happen. All her life she has refused to let any man sodomize her, refusing to use her ass for the pleasure of others. Not for fear of pain, not for fear of humiliation, the key to your denial, in the same way that the key to your pleasure is infinitely simpler. She's been all her life avoiding that moment with ordinary people, waiting for the right person to come. And now he's there, spreading his buttocks and spitting on her ass, ready to penetrate her anally. In her fantasies, the woman twists with pain as a stranger sodomizes her hard. In her fantasies the woman, resigned, cries in pain while someone uses her ass. She wants it to happen, but giving her ass to her husband would have been a waste of time.. First, because her husband does not deserve it and secondly because with her husband she would not have felt free to cry, scream or wring with pain.. That's all I want to happen right now. And then it happens, the woman begins to feel how her master's penis makes its way into her virgin ass and does it slowly, though with determination, without stopping. The woman can feel every inch of that penis opening it in canal. A pain and a feeling that are indescribable. The woman chokes a scream and bites her lips. Can't escape, she's naked and tied upside down on a wooden table. ¿How many women has he sodomized before at that table? How many has he beaten, humiliated or used? Whatever. Now she's the protagonist of this story. Maybe, to many, the fact that a stranger deflorates you anally in a sordid attic does not mean more than that. But for her, who has been waiting all her life, it means everything. The woman clenches her teeth as the man begins to sodomize her hard, she notices it on top of her, his sweat falling on her, tearing her with his penis in two pieces, metaphorically tearing her up and down. No matter who that guy is, no matter the place or the time. The only thing that matters is that you've brought your fantasy to life. And now she knows it's exactly what she'd dreamed, what she'd wanted. The man gives a last assault while pulling her hair hard, the woman bows in pain and shouts, it is unbearable, but she wants more. The man gasps as something hot floods the woman’s bowels. The master has cummed in her ass. The end of a nightmare that for her is a dream. A dream that waits to be repeated again. And another one.

I arrived at the mall dressed as he asked me, denim miniskirt and a white shirt. I soon arrived at the cafeteria where we had met, he was already waiting for me, sitting at a table, I looked at the clock nervous, thinking I had been late and fearing the possible punishment that would fall on me, but no. had been punctual, luckily. I approached him. -good morning sir, what do you want me to order for you? -good morning, princess. Sit down, today I want you to be quiet, and let the waiter do his job. -"As you wish," I answered, unconvinced, sitting down in front of him and thinking about what would be waiting for me this day and why he hadn't wanted me to serve him. -I notice you serious, and nervous, what is it? -he asked, I hated him asking me those questions, I hated him because I knew he knew the reason, and yet he never missed an opportunity to ask me. -knows that uncertainty kills me, and more when it takes me warning that this day would be very important and that I can not fail him. - I told him in a slightly dry tone, I had been talking to myself for a long time about this day and that I would not stand to fail him, more than anything because I had not failed him until now, I had given myself completely and had endured the sessions, the punishments and all his whims, which were not few, very few I had disobeyed him, and I think he was quite satisfied with me, so that comment was. -Well knowing how important this day is you could take off a little the pride you have and speak with better tone. -okay – it was already getting edge, and that made me angrier, if I knew this day would be important, I needed him closer and more kind than ever. – ¿How's that, bitch? Have you forgotten how to speak? Wow. we started well, I want to leave and leave you alone, sure there are other bitches who would appreciate more that I am willing to educate them. – sorry, sir – I knew I should have said “sorry your bitch, sir” but I hadn’t been able to use those phrases in public yet, luckily the waiter came and the tension fell, I was all the time with my head down, once he served us our drinks and the waiter was off, I wasn’t able to say anything. went, my Master changed his place, sat beside me and hugged me. -calm, beautiful, I know you're gonna do it right. look, I have a present for you- he said, giving me a small box wrapped- I ordered them for you, it's made specifically for you, keep it in your bag, and when we finish this and leave you'll open it. -thank you, sir- I said, between nervous, keeping me in my bag, not understanding why he gave it to me now, nor why I could not open it, but I did not ask, I knew I should not ask. We started having our drinks, and talking about anything, I relaxed, and even forgot what I had kept in my bag, until my Master told me that it was time to leave and asked me to open my gift, the nerves took hold of me again and I began to tremble while I held the little gift in my hands. I opened it, it was a jewelry box, and inside there were some rings, one with my initials and the other with yours, white gold, precious - thank you, sir! “I said, as I started to take off my earrings and put on my new ones.”. -¡Wait! I'm glad you liked them, though. are not for your ears, princess. I was white, looking at him seriously hoping he would tell me it was a joke. But no. It wasn't a joke. -¿Do you see that place across the street?" she said pointing to a shop where she used piercings. "Put away the earrings, we're going to go get them put on, and. you know I want you to behave, I know you're ready for this, so don't worry, I'm going to be by your side, and you know I'll never let anything bad happen to you" She always made this clarification to me when I increased the intensity of my training or did new things, Although the truth is, I didn't have to, I already knew that he would take care of me and that nothing would happen to me - if you want, we can wait a bit. But I think it's best to go straight in." He looked at me, and I didn't answer, I was too scared to speak, he hugged me, and kissed me, "since you don't say anything. Let's get in now, shall we? And, prove to me that you're the best bitch in the world, huh?" I bowed my head and stayed silent, thinking that maybe that way I would get rid of going through that. Answer, please, shall we enter yet? Do you want to do it? You know you can always stop. "No, sir, let's go in now, I want to do it." I don't know why I said that. If I wanted to get out of there and have nothing done to me—well, I knew I'd answer that—let's go in. We entered the place, I started looking everywhere, nervous, looking for an escape door, when the manager appeared, I thought that it was already starting bad, it could be a woman who would take care of that. -good morning -hello- said my Master- we came because the girl wants to put some earrings on her nipples, baby, show them -my hands were shaking, and as I could I opened the box and showed her the hoops- can you put them on? -Sure, we do that, do you want to do it right now? - I looked at me, but I was silent until my Master gave me an elbow - yes, now - I said, with her going intercut - well, then go to the back room and let the girl undress, while I close the store. My Master took my hand and led me to the room, I mentally imagined a torture room. was a white room with a kind of stretcher in the middle, I wondered if they would meet all the requirements of healing, but then I thought my Master wouldn't take me anywhere, so I took that idea out of my head. -Undress, beautiful- my Master ordered me, I took off my shirt and bra and left them on a chair, and sat on the stretcher- do you not take off anything else? Let's give the manager a joy, get naked all over! -Sir, please, don't- my voice was shaking -haha, it was a joke bitch, but I'll note it for next time. The manager came in through the door and began to open and close drawers, picking up the necessary. -go lay on the stretcher- the manager told me. -look at the tits she has, and she comes ready with hard nipples- said my Master, who does not waste any opportunity to humiliate me, in another situation I would have blushed, but there, with the cold sweat running all over my body, I imagined myself whiter than the wall. -yes, they are beautiful- the manager looked a bit uncomfortable- I'm going to put this anesthetic cream so it hurts little. -"Don't put it on her, poor girl is allergic to anesthetics and we could have a lot of problems, she can handle the pain well, besides, I've brought something so she won't scream and scare the clientele" said my Master while he pulled out a gag from his pocket. -¿Are you sure you want to do this? Without anesthesia it will be very painful and unpleasant, -yes, I am sure- I said, trembling with fear, and immediately my Master put me the gag and taking my hands put them on both sides of the stretcher, holding them tightly. -yes, it's a good idea to immobilize her, if you don't mind- he said looking at me in the face- I'm going to climb on top of your waist, I don't know if I could control your movements otherwise- I nodded and the manager climbed on top of mine.

He started touching my nipples. I was shaking, trying to look at my Master, to convey to him that I was not prepared for that, but he seemed delighted, kissing my forehead and telling me how proud he felt of me when I felt the first puncture in the right nipple, I cried louder than ever, luckily, the gag dampened much of it. of my cry. after pricking me he started to touch my nipple, I didn't want to look, I wouldn't have seen much with my eyes full of tears as I had them, but I assumed he was putting the ring on me. I can never describe the pain and sensation that invaded my body, I was afraid of getting dizzy, and, although it hurts to admit it, I started hating my Master for making me go through so much pain.. Still not recovering from the pain I had in my right nipple I noticed how the manager touched the left, this time I defended myself, I did not want to go through the same, and I rolled as you can on the stretcher, in fact it was very close to pulling the manager off my. -"You're a bitch," my Master said to the manager, and now whispering to me, "you've entered the store voluntarily, you knew what was waiting for you, you've entered and you've said you wanted to do it, so stop playing the fool, because for good or bad you'll come out with the money." two nipples ringed. You will know what suits you. I stopped moving after listening to him, and I felt how he squeezed my hands again, not only to immobilize me, but also to transmit his strength to me, at least that's how I interpreted it, he told the manager that I could continue and he listened to him, and while my Master told me that he loved me they pierced my second nipple, This time, I don't know if it was because the pain that I still had in the other nipple was coming together, it hurt a lot more, I started to feel weaker, nauseous and dizzy, luckily I soon noticed that I already had the ring on and that it was all over. My Master just let go of my hands and was stroking my face, while he took off my gag, I would have liked to leave it on so that the manager would not hear my groans of pain. -they are beautiful- said my Master to the manager. -Yeah, ringed nipples are a lot of money. Let her recover a few minutes, it would be a good idea to give her a painkiller, I'm going to reopen the store, stay as long as you need. With this said the manager left the room, and my Master lay down, as he could, beside me hugging me, I was still trembling and could not even say anything. I loved that feeling after the sessions, when he took care of me and protected me. after a few minutes, he spoke - how are you princess? -bbiiennh- I replied as I could -jajajaja, you sound so unconvinced, little one! Little by little you will recover. but tell me, really, how do you feel? -she didn't seem to have picked up my indirect that I didn't want to talk, nor did I. I couldn't. -I am. A little. dizziness. - he hugged me harder - can I leave you alone for a few minutes to go out and buy a drink that will make you happy? -NOO – I shouted, and lowering my voice and hugging him I said – please don’t leave me alone now. -It's okay, bug. I don’t know how long we were hugging, but the one that was to me seemed insufficient, I noticed how my Master stood up and told me that we had to leave, he helped me to incorporate and then if I dared to look at my breasts, it’s true, they were beautiful, I thought I would bleed a little, but not. - Do you like them? -yes, sir- do you know what they symbolize? -No. no, sir- I replied strangely -they symbolize your belonging, more than the necklace, which you can only wear in privacy, you will always wear them, it is, so to speak, like the wedding rings, this is my sign that you have already passed the probation period. it's not permanent, you could take them off whenever you want. though, I hope you never take it off, 'cause I want you to always be mine, my little dog, I love you. -thank you, sir- I said, excited, hugging him. I dressed, and we left the store, not without first thanking (and paying) the manager for his work, and we went to the cafeteria before, where I sat and my wife and I were Master served me, without letting the waiter do it, a coffee and a big chocolate cake -you will come in handy to get the caffeine, and chocolate to cheer you up and recover a little. -thank you, sir- I said, although I had a stomach upset and the last thing I wanted to eat, still, I ate it all, and certainly, I felt a lot better - take this painkiller- he said, passing me a tablet of naproxen- and now. Don't see how you put me on while we put your rings on, bitch, I need to use you, so go to the bathroom and wait for me completely naked. -but. Sir! - I said, trying to make him understand that it was not the most appropriate time, but he didn't let me finish. -You're my whore, I'll use you whenever and wherever I want, didn't you know that when you gave yourself to me? Didn't you want to be my whore? "Yes, sir, I'm sorry," I said, bowing my head. "Well, you're late, do as I told you, bitch!" I did as he asked, I went into the toilets, I undressed and soon someone knocked on the door, I opened it, afraid that it was not my Master, but there he was, smiling and determined, he entered quickly and without hesitation he made me look at the wall, taking the gag out of my pocket again, he put it on, And I felt how he took off the belt of his pants, I knew what awaited me "You behaved well, bitch, but you know that I like them to obey the first time, no ifs and buts" he said, as he let go of the first spanking, "as you would have liked me to fuck you directly" came the second spanking, "but look where, I like to whip my dog- and the third spanking- and much more in a place where I have never done it- and he kept whipping me, until he got tired and sodomized me, without warning, like a beast, even though it hurt, I began to enjoy each thrust, it didn't take long, I soon noticed that he was about to cum, I thought my ordeal would be over soon, but he had a second sensation in store for me, which was grabbing my tits and squeezing my sore nipples hard as he cummed. My legs bent, and if he didn't catch me I would have fallen. He stayed inside me, hugging and kissing me a little while, then he came out and gave me his cock to clean it, told me to give him my panties and left the service. I dressed, dressed myself as I could, and left the service. I didn't like the feeling of being with my Master's semen coming out of my body and without underwear, but I knew he liked to have me like that. When I left I met him soon, and he gave me a warm kiss, while he took me by the waist and we walked to the car, and once in the house, he took care of me and kissed me, taking care of me as only he knows how to do it..