August 2018 archive

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I couldn’t help but overhear you and your friends talking about not being able to find a submissive whore to use for a plaything. I giggled and that’s when you saw me, I look sexy in a black mini skirt. So once I convinced you to come back to my place everything was left up to you. You push against the wall holding me by my throat and kiss me hard. My cunt gets instantly wet and my knees almost buckle its so intense. You strip me of my clothes while holding me in this embrace. Your fingers quickly find my clit and make circles on it as you throw me onto the bed. My pussy is so wet your massive thick cock slides right inside. I jump on top to ride you reverse cowgirl and you start lifting me by my legs and pound my cunt until you cum all over me.

 

Wicked Games

Submissive Whore Master and I were playing one of our wicked little game we love to play. I was the naughty slutty stewardess who seduces him and makes him be a naughty boy and fuck around on his wife. We pretend he is married and as the stewardess, I come over and lure him away from his wife with some lame excuse to meet me in the back. He follows me to the back where I push him into the bathroom and I lock the door behind us. I tease him with my tongue along his sweet tasting shaft and then say no when he tries to go further until he is so fucking rock hard he can’t stand it and he takes me right there banging me hard right there in the bathroom with his wife still sitting in the seat waiting for him to return.

Impress Or Suffer

Submissive phone sexMaster told me he was having some friends over who have much better whores then myself. He said he demanded my best performance or I would suffer he wraith. He just can’t bare the humiliation of having a worthless slave like me. I was to wear nothing and answer the door all of his friends were to be addressed as Master too. I made the mistake of forget to say “Yes Master” when one asked for a drink and I felt his leather whip hit my back over and over again until I corrected my mistake. Later in the evening Master’s friends wanted to see how well behaved I was. He snap his finger and I was down at his feet. He took out his cock and told me to open my mouth while he pissed right into it. His friends applauded at my embarrassment. He then spanked my ass to get me to raise it into the air. He shoved two fingers deep into my ass and got as much shit on it he could get. He then smear it all over my mouth and into it while they all laughed at me. He then kicked me down and ordered me into my cage, without allowing me to clean up.

Funnel fun

My master has a new game. It involves me being his nasty dumpster. After a session of bare bottom spankings my master gets me all set up for some rough torture.

I have to endure some rather harsh pain. The more I complain the harder my punishment. I feel the steel blade against my back. If I don’t want it to pierce me I have to

stay quiet and obedient. I know that I am here for pure pleasure not for me but my master. I am his entertainment and he will do with me as he wishes always.

I have no say so, When he brings out a camera and starts taking pictures I know he has something either sinister or painful or embarrassing or all the above. I must

take all the pain and humiliation. He gets out his funnel and begins to pop it in my asshole he invites his buddies and they all smack me around and dispense their

loads on me. I feel like trash and I know how excited and fulfilled my master is with the look on my face. It brings him so much joy and power to use and abuse me.

 

 

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Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is not fantasy for me. I am a good knot maker. I can restrain myself. I can’t hog tie myself, but I can torpedo my boobs for your liking. I also have lots of bondage stories since I have been tied up all my life. My father would tie me up as a young girl because he was afraid I would run away. I had nowhere to go, plus I am a good submissive bitch. I am loyal no matter how I am treated. Daddy treated me like I was dog shit, so did my husband. My master was different. He respected his slave. We had a symbiotic relationship. I have only been released for a couple weeks, but I miss him. I was his office bondage whore for over two decades. He would tie me to my desk with my boobs exposed for his pleasure. I learned to type well with my hands bound. In fact, I am not sure I can type as fast unrestrained. My days seem lonely now. He set me up for life financially, so I never have to worry about work. I just love being owned. The guys I meet in fetish clubs don’t want the long term responsibility of owning an old bitch like me. It is fun being used for a night like a worthless whore, but I long for a master and servant relationship. A bitch like me needs owned.

It got in my eye

 

I might be the aggressive one and bring you home but once we are naked I become a submissive slut. When you take control of the situation it’ssubmissive slut all about your pleasure. The feeling of your balls bouncing off my chin while your fucking my face makes my pussy so hot and wet. You bend me like a pretzel and pound my cunt until my cum is spraying all over you. Using some of that cum you rub it all over my asshole then push your huge python slow and deep inside of me again. My tits are swinging like huge pendulums and I am rubbing my clit with one hand. You pull out of my ass and spray your hot cum all over my face and tits.

 

Fire

Torture phone sex

I went to Master’s house as planned and the house was dark. I was afraid that my stupid cunt self had misheard and had been mistaken. Master will be so angry I’m not allowed to soil his home without his permission. I started to leave quickly hoping maybe it would go unnoticed to avoid his wrath but that’s when I noticed a faint light coming from the bedroom. I walk towards it, I peeked in and saw Master standing at the window. The room was lit with candles and on the bed as pair of black latex panties. I entered I knew he sensed me but he did not turn around, I undressed and put on what he had left for me. “Lay down” he said in a low voice. I did as I was told my heart beating fast, unsure if I had angered him somehow. He very turned around he removed his shirt and stood before me leaving his pants on. He ran his  hands over my legs and up to my pussy rubbing over the panties he left for me and he smiled. “Good girl” I could see the bulge in his pants I was so happy to be praised. He turned and I did not see what he grabbed. He then proceeded to squeeze my tits and teasing the nipples to get them hard. It felt good I didn’t want him to stop, a part of me really enjoyed this more kind sensual side of him. I closed my eyes and then I heard it. The sound of a lighter, I opened my eyes to start seeing him bring the open flame close to my left nipple. It’s started to burn and I screamed. He reached his hand up and covered my mouth, taunting me with the fire. My eyes watered as I felt myself being burned. I cried and felt stinging he began to shout at me. Calling me trash that’s meant to be burned, that I would be a waste of space in a landfill. He had his cock out now as he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the bed. He yanked my hair and pulled me onto my knees his cock ramming directly into the back of my throat, while he thrust back and forth. He grabbed a candle nears us and head it above my head as I choked on his cock I felt wax falling and burning my cheek and tits. He cock erupted in my mouth as I started shrieked. He pulled out to allow me to swallow and breath again. He told me to get dressed and leave his sight. He said a whore like me can stay dirty until I made it back to my hole. I felt so unworthy of his time.