Sarah was sometimes ashamed of herself, she had dated plenty of incredible guys who treated her like a queen, but none of them had fucked her the way she wanted. They were all soft and romantic, and that just wasn’t enough for her. She wanted more, she needed more, she wanted to be treated like a slut, and that’s what Charles did. She had met him online and they had started messaging back and forth, trading pics, and eventually evolving into a relationship of online dominance. Charles would give her tasks, horrifically disgusting things that she would do to herself, all for his amusement, and Sarah loved every single second of it.
Sarah knew she wasn’t a model, but she liked her curves and she felt cute for the most part with her shoulder length brown hair and eyes to match. She was 5’1 and weighed 160. She wasn’t fat but she felt like her short stature made her seem bigger, but she couldn’t deny that her hips were nice and rounded and her 43DD tits definitely caught people’s attention on the street, and Charles loved them. One of his favorite things to have her do was hurt them for his amusement.