CHANTA ROSETo look at Chanta Rose, you would hardly guess her that she could be an utter bitch. When she lived in the UK she was a submissive and bondage model in great demand especially known for having her long hair braided and used to tie her hands behind her back. We met when we were stripping and table dancing at the same venues. One night we went to a fetish club. Chanta was dressed in a black leather cat suit, while I was in full sub role on the end of a leash. We partied till the small hours and then Chanta took me back to her house in the East End where she took me down to her cellar, fastened me in a strappado and thrashed the living shit out of me with a single tailed whip. When I could literally take no more we went to bed where she tied my ankles and wrists to the corners and then proceeded to fuck me senseless with a monstrous ribbed strap-on dildo. I ached for two solid weeks afterwards but I still get wet thinking about it. Later Chanta moved permanently to California where she started her own studio and now gets to mistreat as many submissive sluts as she can handle. Truthfully, I can still hardly believe the two sides to Chanta's nature. When she was a sub she was known for having a very high pain threshold, if you can imagine the toughest ways to tie a girl and beat her, well it was done to her at some point. And now she expects all her victims to be able to undergo the same. If I ever get to the US, I'll definitely look her up and beg her to beat me again. I'll enjoy the sight of her creamy skin and milky soft boobs even as she thrashes me and if she allows me to lick her sweet-tasting pussy afterwards, well I'll be in submissive heaven. Who knows, I might even get to meet my dream girl Christina Carter too! |
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