Cumdump Confession: The Night I Served Every Cock in the Club
Cumdump Confession: The Night I Served Every Cock in the Club I didn’t walk into that club looking like a slut. Not at first. My skirt was tight, my heels were high, but I still looked like I could’ve been anyone’s coworker after hours. No one outside would have guessed the truth: that I was about to become the club’s public-use cumdump, a dripping slut toy for every man who wanted me. Master leaned into my ear as soon as I stepped in. His whisper cut straight through me: “Change. Serve them.” That’s when I knew. I wasn’t leaving here the same. I stepped into the club in my tight little denim shorts and plain white top. I looked like any other girl, blending in with the crowd—except my Master had other plans, eyes roaming over my body, already treating me like their property... The shorts hugged my ass, the white top straining against my tits. I thought I looked casual, but in their eyes I was already a slut on display. Hands brushed my waist, tugged at my top, fingers tracing the out...