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Submissive Phone Sex Slut

submissive phone sexDo you like submissive phone sex? I love being dominated. One of the great things about being a phone sex submissive is I can test my boundaries; discover what if any limits I have. I am an old school submissive. I find that a lot of my callers don’t understand the master and servant relationship. They just want to use a whore, degrade her, maybe even physically harm her. A true master/servant relationship is built on trust and respect. It is not about being a misogynistic asshole on a power trip who hates women because some chick dumped him. There are safe words and boundaries. I know times have changed, but I am hopeful I can still find a new master who understands the old school BDSM world.  Last night, I picked up a guy in a bondage club. We got a VIP room and discussed safe words before the fun began. I was hopeful I had found a partner who understood what I was looking for in a master. He tied me up and suspended me from a beam. My feet were bound. I had on nipple clamps and a ball gag. He was using a switch, a cat of nine tails and a riding crop on me. My pussy was wet. I had a good feeling about him. He seemed to know not to take the pain too far. Then when he whipped me too hard and I yelled out our agreed upon safe word, he just laughed and said, “I don’t care what a submissive slut wants,” and whipped me harder. He drew blood on my breasts and belly. I kept repeating our safe word as best as I could with a ball gag in my mouth. He just kept laughing and whipping me harder. I left the club bloodied and likely scarred permanently. Maybe I will never find the kind of old school dominant man I crave. Maybe that is not what I deserve.


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