Rape Phone Sex Fantasies are Explored Best with a Submissive

I think most men harbor some rape phone sex fantasies for someone. Maybe somebody they know. Or maybe a stranger. Master did something he’s never done before. He pimped me out to a man who he knew intended to explore his rape fantasies with me.

I’m not saying master has not pimped out his prized pony before because he has many times. But usually not for fucking. Maybe I work a party in a sexy maid’s outfit for a guy. Or perhaps let him tie me up and skull fuck my mouth. Or maybe just rented out for physical punishment like spanking and other things.

But master never wants to share my pussy and ass with folks. So, this guy either held something over master’s head, or he really needed to land him as a client. Master retired from law about five years ago. And he turned his focus to his BDSM club. However, he’s trying to make the money he’s invested go further. And that’s becoming challenging with the rising cost of everything and an unstable market. So, he’s gone back to law part time just for some high-powered people with large estates or complicated estates.

Master Should Never Trust Other Men with His Prized Slave

And I know this man he’s trying to land. I do not think he comes from good money. By that I mean I don’t think he comes from honest money. He’s been in trouble in the past for Ponzi schemes. Did his time and says he’s a reformed man. Somehow, he must have hidden money because only a few years out of prison and you’ve amassed millions again. But it’s not a submissive sex slut’s place to question. My only place is on my knees or my back serving whatever man master tells me to serve.

And I knew once I got to this guy’s place that master lacked any real idea of what he would do to me. One man exploring his rape fantasies for mommy is one thing. My master agreed to that. But I know master would never agree to all these other men using me too. This potential client invited a lot of other men.

He tied me up on what he jokingly calls his assault bench. He joked but he designed it for bitches who won’t give up their assholes willingly. I told him he didn’t need a bench for me. I’m a dedicated slave. A fighter, I am not. And from the expression on his face, I think that disappointed him. He wanted a feisty woman. Well, that wouldn’t be a dedicated slave. We know better than to fight a man.

Master Seems Super Naïve. He Trust Men to Treat His Slave Well

So, I struggled with what to do. Do I fight and get beat up and gangbanged also. Do I lay there and let them willingly brutalize my holes pissing them off to the point where they want to brutalize my holes some more. Honestly, I didn’t have the answers. But I did feel damned if I do damned if I don’t. So, I settled with half ass fighting. More verbal pleas.

And I think I played my cards right. Although they fucked me all night long and brutalized each of my holes multiple times, I still think this could have ended up far worse than it did. I honestly don’t know about this guy. Some of these men who shared me had prison tats. So, I’m sure they are friends he made in prison. My guess some of these men haven’t felt a woman’s pussy or ass in decades.

I took a lot of cum. And I took a lot of abuse. Did a lot of cock worshiping against my better judgment. Now I needed to decide if I tell my master about the prison gangbang or keep my mouth shut. I guess I’ll keep this one my secret for now. I don’t want to fuck anything up for my master even though I’m still walking funny and my ass is partially prolapsed.