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My this 31st was a wild,… Unforgettable ride of submission and pleasure, one that I can still feel in my body even weeks later.

It all started when my FWB from Ahmedabad told me his Swiss friend wanted to meet me on the 31st. He was in Delhi but said he’d come to Ahmedabad if I agreed. I said yes without a second thought, ready to let myself go completely. So we invited him for December 31st to January 3rd.

For four intense days, they used me in ways I had never imagined. They didn’t hold back, and neither did I.

There were so many moments where I lost track of what was happening. I was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of pleasure and pain they gave me.

The heavy strokes, the slaps, the rough pulling of my hair—it all blurred together into a haze of submission. My body was their toy, I cried from the intensity, but I didn’t want them to stop and they didn’t waste a single second. One of the most unforgettable moments was when they brought out a 10-inch dildo during BDSM. They pushed it deep inside me, over and over again, until I could feel it hitting my stomach and pounding against my cervix. It was overwhelming. I literally cried🥲

They didn’t just stop at that. They took turns unloading their cum all over me—in my pussy, my ass, on my boobs, my stomach, my face. They filled my throat with their cum, making me take them deep as they held my head down, pulling my hair and slapping my face. Every time they thrust into my throat, I felt completely owned, completely under their control.

I was drunk, high on weed, and I was theirs—body, mind, and soul.

The pain mixed with pleasure in a way I had never experienced before, and I gave in to it completely.

Even now, over two weeks later, my body still feels the aftermath. My anal still aches slightly from how hard they took me. They stretched me wide, filling me to the point where I could barely take it, but I loved every second of it. The way they pounded me, marked me, and used me made me feel like the dirtiest, most obedient slut, and I never wanted it to end.

By the end of it all, my pussy was swollen, my throat was sore, my tits and ass were red from their slaps, and I was completely spent. My body was a mix of pain and pleasure, every inch of me a reminder of how thoroughly they had taken me.

Even now, I can’t stop thinking about it. About the way they controlled me, used me, stretched me, and marked me as theirs. I want to feel it all again—the pain, the pleasure, the complete surrender.

Let’s meet again on February 14th at your place, just dm me with your city name.

Thank you, Ahmedabad, for being the city where I discovered how much I love being completely owned. 😇