Shoe-Cleaning Slave’s Worse Fall – Arpit’s Hard BDSM Bad Dream

Hey everyone, it’s me, Himank, back with the hot Part 2 of this real-life BDSM story. If you missed Part 1 (where the new slut gets hit hard and stripped naked), go read it Read Here first – you’ll need it to feel the full buzz. 😏 Told from Arpit’s crying view to make it more fun, this part adds more hurt, shame, and dirty play. Get some lube; this will make you touch yourself slow and want more. 💦 Let’s go deeper into his bad time…

I’m there, naked and shaking on the hotel floor rug, tears on my red face, my small dick still wet even after those hard hits. 😢 The room smells strong of their man sweat – mix of smell, perfume, and that guy power that makes my butt tight with weird want. My Master (the cute bad guy in black shirt) stands over me like a pain king, his pants tight with a big dick ready to break me. His friend – call him Big Master, the tall hairy-face guy – smiles bad, arms crossed, watching me move like new food. I’m on hands and knees, butt up, crying soft like the hurt bitch I turned into fast. What did I get into? But inside? My balls hurt for what’s coming. 🍆😩

Master puts his hand in pocket slow, eyes on me – full of mean joy. He takes out a thin, rough string, like one that cuts skin bad. Oh, you dumb mistake, he says low and angry. Think sorry fixes breaking my rule? No, pee boy. Today, you see real bad time. You’ll ask like the no-good wet rag you are. 😠 His fingers put the string on my big balls, pull tight – big hurt like hot pins in my bag! I cry out, jump front, but he laughs, takes the end to my hands. One mean pull, hands tied back, string knotted so any move pulls my nuts like a tight grip. God, it burns – balls feel on fire, beating with my heart. 💥🔥

M-Master, please! It h-hurts too much! 😭 I cry, turn a little – zap! – new hurt goes up my back, eyes go fuzzy. No fight now; I’m stuck, toy on their line.

WHACK! Another big slap on my face, harder, cuts my lip small – salt blood with tears. Then – thoo! – he spits on my cheek, warm spit slides down like his sign on me. Shut your slut mouth, you thankless shit hole! This is for dumb dogs who forget. Now you’re mine to hurt. Big Master laughs deep: See him twist, man. Bet that small thing likes it. 😈 They both spit – splat, splat – on my face, chest, even on my wet dick. Can’t clean; hands tied, balls yell. Shame… but damn, I’m harder, wet spot on floor. 😳💦

Master sits on bed, boots down, and kicks – foot hits my arm, pushes me near. Stop crying, dirt. Time to pray. Lick our shoes clean, shoe licker. Make them shine like your sad life. Big Master sits too, legs out easy, their feet hang off bed. Yeah, come crawl, bug. Street dirt for you – eat it like trash pig. 😏

I crawl on arms and knees – every move pulls string, zaps balls like shocks. Ow, damn, ow! At his boots, tongue out, lick dusty skin – sand in teeth, taste like mud and old chew. Harder, no-use dog! Tongue in lines – clean all, or I pull till nuts break! Master says loud, pushes heel on my face. I suck more, turn tongue on marks and bottoms, choke on dirt while they forget me, turn to each other. Mmm. They kiss deep – mouths fight wet, hands on chests, moan quiet. Bad feel in stomach; I’m just floor toy while they love. 😢❤️

Ha, this sad worm thinks he gets our dicks, Big Master says in kiss, looks down bad. Lick quick, dick sucker trash! You’re just dirty cloth for feet. Master stops, smiles: Yeah, think if we let crying bitch like you play – you’d spill from one touch, you fast fail. They laugh, hug close – one hand in hair, other squeeze butt over pants. I cry soft, tongue hurts, but keep, go to Big Master’s boots – more salt, old, stones in throat. Good pup… near. But miss spot, your blue balls go black. Pictures in head: 👅🦶😈 – shame hotter than string.

Last, after long wet pray, shoes shine under light. Done, slave? Show – take off. With dirty mouth only. Hands stay, or balls pay. Master’s word like hit. I nod fast, teeth on strings – bite, pull knots open. So hard with tied hands; every tug pulls bag, hurt white hot. 😖 After wet time, thud – boot off, foot smell comes, nose twists. Socks next: Teeth on back, peel slow, toes move free. Now socks too, foot lover. Put in boots like good wash boy. Crawl to wall – string pull all hurt – push them straight with nose, socks in. Done. Breath heavy, balls dark now, beat like hell heart.

They clap fake. Not bad for headless wet bucket. But no break – Master pulls hair, drags me back between legs. Feet now, sweat licker. Make us feel good while we play. They’re in deep – kiss hard, shirts tear off fast, show strong chests wet with sweat. Big Master’s mouth on Master’s small chest bump, suck strong – slurp, groan – hands move, pinch, play. I go in, tongue on Master’s wet foot bottom, taste salt skin, sock bits, light cheese between toes. Suck toes, pig! Like my dick – take deep! He moans, but not me – for Big Master’s teeth on chest. I move up-down on big toe, choke quiet, while they rub hips, bulges touch. My dick cries, no touch, as I clean their smelly feet. 👅😍💦

Feet done – toes bright, bottoms licked sore – they push me away. Master holds hair tight, hits face on bed side. No more play, slut. Slap! Spit! – hand cracks cheek again, spit on eye. You like this, right, hurt lover? Asking with wet dick. Big Master spits too, thick on back: Dirty butt cloth – you drip like pipe. Yuck. 😠 They share – hair pulls turn head side-side, slaps on face, chest, butt. Thank us, cry kid! Say you’re our forever fuck toy!

Th-thanks, Masters! I’m your… your forever fuck toy! 😭 More, please – own this no-use hole! I say wet, voice breaks, but god, the bad words make my fire grow.

Pants now, zip boy. Buttons open – use want mouth. They sit back, legs wide. I crawl to Master first, teeth on zip – zzzz slow, teeth touch cloth. Back me? Big Master stands, belt out with whoosh. CRACK! Leather bites butt, fire starts fast. Quick, slow cunt! Or belt makes butt meat pie! 😈

Y-yes, Sir! Ow, damn! Another hit – harder, red mark on legs. Sting stops me, zip sticks; I drop, spit wet cloth. No-good wait! Hits get worse, bitch – count! Crack! Crack! Speed up, belt cuts air – ten, twenty hits, skin hot open, marks come. Tears blind, butt oven, but I pull – pants down, hairy legs free. Done. To Big – zip down, but now Master’s turn: He sits low, fingers on my hurt balls, squeeze tied bag. Ooh, feel these fruits? Ready to smash, nut breaker. Turn – hurt blanks world! 😱 I yell, almost bite zip, but end – pants off, both in small undies now, dicks big tents, me bare, marked, crying on floor.

See our toy – naked and want, Master says bad, pulls hair to make eyes up. Big jumps, thumbs on my chest bumps – pinch! Hard to bend back. These pink bits? Want hell. Slap-slap on each chest, then – from old pants – cloth pins! Two old ones, grip bad. Crunch – nerves yell, like teeth eat chest! 😖 Aaaah! Masters, stop – burns like fire! 🔥

They laugh, turn pins slow – left, right, pull – sends shocks to dick, which moves no touch. Stop? For hurt pig like you? No – see them jump. Master hits one, shake makes grip more; Big pulls, skin stretch till I scream. They share suck clamped tips over pins – wet warm play, then bite – teeth on hurt skin. Taste your hurt, chest slut. Think pins on tongue next. Time mixes: Turns get mean, slaps make pins grip deep, spits wet hurt. My chest beats fire, bumps big double, but damn – I’m close no touch, wet pool. Bad time? Yes… but body wants fire.* 👄🔥🍆

Last, they take off – rip! – blood back, pins hurt worse than grip. I fall, breath gone. They lean, whisper hot: No more start, man. Time to take this bitch holes. Made for Masters – tight, wet, asking to fill. Big smiles bad: Yeah… make him our wet bucket. But first, make him win it. 😏

Phew, Part 2 done – Arpit’s just start of full break, body full of marks and cries. Made me wet writing; you too? 💦 Tell what you think – “Yes, more!” in comments if this hit your fun spot. 😈 Want Part 3? Ask loud – it brings two-dick break, pee rains, and makes him full slut, crying for wet while thanks for every hard push. Teaser: Fill me, Daddies! Make your broke bitch! – no-end group bad time, tears with wet. Who’s touching for it? 🔥🍑