Master didn’t have any intention of giving me a choice in making some hot submissive phone sex audio. He dragged me by my fucking hair to the studio, shoving a microphone in my mouth, making me gag. The whole room echoed in the sound. He repeatedly started face fucking me with that microphone. He wanted every slurp, gag, choke, and gasp for air recorded. It was then I felt two more, one pressing against my tight little asshole, and the other burying itself deep in my dripping wet cunt. He was making audio like no other slut had done before.
This was how it sounded to fuck the slutty, runny cunt of a submissive whore. Master pulled the mic from my mouth, letting it drip mere millimeters from my slutty mug. I was moaning like a whore as I got double penetrated and fucked by those microphones. I was whining, and begging, and pleasing with Master to fuck me himself, to please let me cum. In the end, Master didn’t let me cum; he said when we made a million dollars from my nasty slut audio files for the audiophiles, he would consider it.
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