I think it would be safe to say being a pain slut phone sex whore all started with a spanking. At first, it was for a little punishment here or there. Then it moved to me doing stuff just to get into trouble so that I could get disciplined. I started seeking out bad behaviors that would make Daddy so mad that he would have no choice but to bend me over one knee, tear my pants and panties down and tan my cute little hyde. However soon a hand wasn’t enough. I would push him till he would pull out ol’ faithful as he did with my brothers. One time when I was super young I even took his old pickup on a joyride just to get him fuming. His jeans were wet with my tears after that one and my panties were wet with a joy ride of my own.
As I grew older I would have boys my age fuck around with me and hit and slap me around. Most of them were too scared they would hurt me or something. So I would venture around where girls know they have no business going like the college campus and let them show me the real fun. Frat house boys never really care to ask about anyone’s age. They assume if you are on campus you are meant to be there like them. They also had no problem introducing me to more pleasurable pain as I grew up. After all, my pretty perky nipples looked even better pinched between a set of nipple clamps held by the guy that I was sucking off.
I honestly made quite the name for myself growing up. I really do get a big name still where I am from. I always love to be put into different painful situations, like a really big black cock. Cocks that are so large they push against my wall and make my belly swell big like I am pregnant. Although their loads are so big they might as well get you pregnant. I have taken loads in me so big they could rival barnyard friends. All while having their mighty hands wrapped around my sweet little throat, my face turning red, knowing just how much pain to give me so I nut.
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