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Master Sent Me to a Rival BDSM Club for Intel and I Became a Gangbang Phone Sex Whore

gangbang phone sexAs a submissive woman, sometimes, I find myself in gangbang phone sex situations. And that ends well. At least not for me. Master summoned me to a different BDSM club over the weekend. I thought to check out the competition. Master would never have sent me if he knew what would happen. He does not pimp me out to total strangers.

This club looked Gothic almost. Big heavy door and a castle-like structure. When I arrived, the California sunset created a magical glow against the backdrop of this club. The club resembled a cavern. Heavy smoke permeated the air. Strobe lights pulsed like a heartbeat. The air smelled thick of leather, sweat, and sex. Sort of an intoxicating scent.

My big tits felt on display in my leather corset top. And each step I took made them bounce. Although I felt scared, my nipples betrayed me. So did my pussy. I felt my juices soaking my pink panties making them cling to my cunt like a second skin.

This club looked so different than ours. Plus, it looked frightening. I scanned the room and tried to take as many mental notes as possible. I went there on a mission. However, I did intend to fuck anyone or get myself tied up as a bondage whore either. But I felt eyes on me. No doubt, they saw me as new meat and a stranger.

Although I am an Owned Slave, Other Men Still Enjoy Using Me

Suddenly, men swarmed me like hungry vultures. Five of them, maybe six. Muscular, tall, strong looking men. They did not smile. They just swarmed me like vultures. One grabbed my wrist, another my arm, and a third one grabbed my throat. Rough, calloused hands. I could tell they did manual labor for work. I begged them to let me go.  “Please,” I whispered, “I came to this club by mistake.” But they did not stop nor did they let me go along my way.

They spun me around, shoved me towards the center of the room. That’s when I saw a St. Andrew’s cross on a table instead of hanging on a wall. One of the men hoisted me up in the air by my nipple. While another man slapped some leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I feared they might nail me to the cross. What did master get me into? On the count of three, they lifted me in unison on to the cross.

The cuffs felt tight. The men secured me on the cross spread-eagle with my tits exposed and my legs forced apart. One of them ripped my panties from my body leaving me completely naked. Another man hovered over me. He looked evil and strong.  With his cock already out, he grabbed my chin, tilted my head back, and shoved his dick deep into my mouth. Forced cock worshiping followed.

I Went to a Rival BDSM Cub and Accidentally Became a Gang Bang Whore

I opened my mouth wide, gagging immediately as he rammed his meaty dick down my throat. While he fucked my face, fast and brutally, another man used my tits for boxing practiced. And yet another guy spread open my meat curtains in preparation for his cock. Then his cock slammed balls deep in my owned pussy. My cunt clenched his cock desperate for air. My pussy lips gripped his shaft like a vice grip. And he began pounding my pussy, hard and fast. Before long, it felt like both cocks thrust into my mouth and cunt in unison. I could barely breathe.

The first man in my mouth pulled out. And when he did, I gasped for air. As he slapped his cock against my cheek, he asked me if I wanted more. But I told him no. That fell on death ears. With the first two men finished with me, they switched out men. Two more lined up to take their place. But these two men looked bigger, and thicker.

They pushed their veiny monsters into my pussy and ass like their predecessors. And I cried out in pain. Balls slapped against my wet cunt and chin. I got lost in the pain and the pleasure. This felt like raw animal fucking. Time blurred. And two more cocks went into my fuck holes. Would this ever end, I wondered?

What Happened at that BDSM Club Shall Stay at That BDSM Club

I sucked the third cock in my mouth greedily, making my tongue swirl around the thick head. A third man mounted my pussy, grunting like a beast. I felt my orgasm building like a tidal wave. Although I did not want to cum because it felt like a betrayal to master, I could not control myself. As started to orgasm, two more men stepped up to the plate to finish me off.

A new cock in my pussy, but this time, one in my ass instead of my mouth. They double stuffed me to the brim. Hours passed. I lost count of how many men used me. And how long I endured this BDSM gang bang. However, my pussy felt drenched. My limbs trembled. And my breathing became labored. They used me like a bitch in heat. Master would not be happy. But this felt like his fault. He sent me into a den of lions. And they devoured me.

A Slave is Full of Erotic Submissive Stories to Share

erotic submissive storiesI am full of erotic submissive stories. As a professional slave, I’ve entertained a variety of different men, including a dad, a husband, a master, and anyone else they saw fit along the way. As master ages, it’s become obvious he struggles with doing some of the things that we did 20 years ago.

Although modern medicine does help his arthritis and his dick issues, it’s not a miracle drug. My master turned 80 this year. So, as you can guess, he struggles with the energy to keep up with a slave, almost half his age.

In recent years, he discovered he likes to watch. He likes to watch me with the younger guys joined his BDSM club. Some of them remind him of himself at that age. And he wanted to create a safe space for men to explore the master life. This club serves not only as BDSM club, but an educational center to teach young boys about bondage and spanking and ownership of their own submissive whore.

The younger club members seem more like sons to master. Because of the affinity he has for these young men, he enjoys watching me with them. For the most part, he watches them tie me up, spank me and maybe flog me occasionally. But now master wants to see more.

So, I went to the club Saturday night knowing master would up the ante. I suppose it’s like calling for phone sex. You can only jack off to the same thing for so long before you want to go a bit more extreme. We get sensitized to the thing we do all the time and then we end up chasing another high. Master now wants to see his prized pony gang banged by his mentees.

The New Norm is That Master Likes to Watch Me Get Gang Banged

Most of those young men harbor violent rape phone sex fantasies for women like me. Women who reminded them of mommy who cock teased them as little boys. Some people say that if a man grows up and wants to own a bitch, it’s because his relationship with his mom seemed complicated. I don’t know what to think. Master doesn’t pay me to think. He pays me to be a good whore.

And that’s what I tried to be for those young guys. I guessed right. Master wanted to kick it up a notch and turn me into a gangbang phone sex slave. Master tied me to a sawhorse. With my legs spread, master instructed each of the 10 guys to fuck me. And he even said they could fuck my ass if they wanted. Well of course they wanted to fuck my ass. They brutalized me for over an hour. Master just sat there with his old dick in his hand, watching the entire time, pleased that I just took it like a good whore.

But it did feel like torture. And my body still feels so sore. I think my asshole even prolapsed a little because some of them just wanted to fuck my ass raw. The ass needs lubrication. My master loves to watch. Oh, joy for me. Those young men loved using me for my master’s pleasure. Unfortunately, I think this might be the new norm for this whore.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Men of All Ages Harbor

rape phone sex fantasiesMost men harbor rape phone sex fantasies. That’s why phone sex lines like mine exist. A virtual force fuck may not feel as gratifying, but it keeps you out of jail. I overheard two young guys at the BDSM club talking about how it should be their right to take their wife whenever they want. If they get married, she’s property. It shocked me to hear such young guys talking like that. In my world, mostly older men think like that. Many old school men believe the wife stays at home, cooks and raises the family. But even my master beliefs in safe words and wants my consent.

These two boys appear to be trust fund boys. They come from money. And they’ve never known struggle. They don’t know rock bottom because of their financial net to catch them when they fall. Money gets them out of trouble. I’ve never really known that.

Master asked that I come to the club Friday morning to make sure everything appeared stocked for the party that evening. Two of the newer members, the trust fund boys, waited for the club to open. I figured why not let them in since I would be there for a couple hours stocking the bar and preparing for the party later.

The boys just wanted to smoke a stogie and enjoy some bourbon. So, I let them. That was my mistake. Perhaps they wanted me to hear their conversation. But I acted like I was in my own world. The way they talked reminded me of my father. That scared me. I am submissive whore, but misogynistic men scare me. They do not follow any rules.

Sometimes, It’s Better That Master Does Not Know Everything

After I finished inventory and party prep, I told the boys I needed to close the bar, but they could come back tonight. But they did not want to hear that. They told me that since my master is not around, I should listen to them. That was a mistake on their part. Master would bar them from the club just for that. So, I insisted they leave. But they weren’t going to let a submissive woman or any woman tell them what to do. They came behind the bar and pinned me in a corner.

They started to grope my tits and choke me too. One of them even slapped me repeatedly. My body belongs to my master. And  he wouldn’t accept this behavior. Everybody that’s a member of this BDSM club knows they can only tie me up and spank me. Anything else requires master’s approval. I’m his prized pony. Something that hasn’t happened in a long time happened. They force fucked me..

But I know these boys can get away with murder. Their last name and their money buys them a get out of jail free card every time. I knew if I pushed this master or I could end up dead. So, I just laid there like a rag doll. And two guys not even born yet when I became a submissive sex slave, fucked my ass and my pussy. Left me full of cum. Ligature marks around my neck too. My battered ass and pussy look like raw hamburger meat. Those boys did a number on me. But in their world, I only exist for their pleasure. So, what do you think? Do I exist only for your pleasure too?

Being an Office Submissive Whore Never Seems Boring

submissive whoreBeing a submissive whore never seems boring. Although master retired from law a couple years ago, he still manages a few wills and estates for some high-powered friends. So occasionally, I need to go to the office to help him. For almost 20 years, I served as his paralegal. We met in the early 2000s in New York City and he knew I would make the perfect slave for him. So, he trained me, sent me to paralegal school and I worked for him part-time while in school. And once I completed my paralegal degree, I became a full-time office whore.

I miss going into the office. We spent more time together there and it was usually just him and me. At the club, I might see him once or twice a week if I’m lucky. And often if other men are around, he shares me. In the office, he only ever shared me with potential clients if they were on the fence about choosing him as their lawyer. I just sweetened the deal. Sometimes I still serve in that capacity.

But this weekend he just needed his submissive sex whore to type up legal briefs and take care of his old dick. Sometimes he likes to make me multitask for shits and giggles. One of his favorite games is to make me masturbate myself repeatedly while typing up a brief. I hold one of those industrial size vibrators to my pussy while using my free hand to type up the brief. And I just cum repeatedly. Like dehydration cumming. That just means you cum so much you feel dehydrated.

A Good Office Whore Does Anything She is Told to Do

I’m certain that my pussy juice sprayed master. And it’s difficult to work through that over stimulated feeling between my legs. I do not purposely mess up for punishment. In fact, I do everything I can to avoid fucking up because I don’t want the punishment. If I let that vibrator slip off my clit, master would’ve whipped my ass raw. I’ve been with him long enough to understand the consequences of my actions.

So, I came repeatedly until it made me weak. Master could see I came close to passing out and he instructed me to stop. Then he crawled between my legs and licked the mess I made. He still loves my taste. Of course, I’m 40 years younger than his wife. So, I doubt he does much pussy eating these days.

Although his cock became hard watching me cum so much my pussy hurt, it did not stay hard. So, I knew prostate milking would be required of me. I adore my master. But I do not enjoy my finger up his old hairy asshole to milk out some pungent chunky backed up jizz. But I did it with a smile while in the 69 position. His tongue on my pussy felt good, which made it a struggle to focus on milking his prostate.

But I worked my finger up his ass and found his love button quickly. Not my first rodeo. As I came again on masters face, he shot a huge load of pungent nasty cum. And of course, being a good slave, I crawled over on my hands and knees and licked up every bit that spilled. Never a boring day in the office or anywhere for me.

Submissive Sex is All a Slave Knows

submissive sexSubmissive sex is really all I know. I’ve never been on equal footing with a man. Not sure at this point in my life I want to be either. Now my current master and I do not have a typical sexual relationship. We fuck.  Maybe not as much as we once did because of his age. But usually when we do fuck, I’m bound and gagged in some sort of strange position. We don’t make love. We fuck.

But the fucking usually comes later. Bondage and spanking serve as foreplay to him. Back in the day when, he could spank my bare ass and pop a chubby. Now he needs to spank my bare ass and pop a Viagra before he can pop the chubby. Or I need to give him a prostate milking to get his old dick hard.

However, last night he did not need a Viagra. Not sure what came over him, but he got an erect cock tying my naked body up. Now he’s tied my body up naked many times without that same reaction. So, I asked myself what seemed different about this bondage encounter. And the difference seemed to be an audience.

 He spanked me in front of some of the members of his BDSM club. First, he tied me up in front of them to show them some rope moves. With my tits tied up like torpedoes and rope around my ass and legs like chaps, he decided to get in some spanks too. Honestly, I think those guys watching him, made his dick hard.

Sometimes, I am Surprised What Gets My Master’s Old Dick Hard

Master has never been one for voyeurism necessarily or exhibitionism either. As a married man and a pillar of his community, I think he worries about optics. But in a BDSM club with younger men just like him, he didn’t worry about the optics. So, after the demonstration on how to tie a woman up and spank her, he showed them how to fuck a submissive whore.

He bent me over a saw a horse, tied my arms under it, and my ankles to the legs. And then he got on a little step stool, pulled his cock out and fucked me in the ass. It felt like he found his mojo. No Viagra. Three times the age of any of those guys watching us. Twice my age. But either he likes the praise he receives from the younger generation, or he just likes the idea of his minions watching him. The bondage club is like fight club and the number one rule is you never talk about what happens in fight club.

I’ll take it. Not needing to wait four hours for a blue pill to kick in so I can get fucked felt amazing. It’s been a while since master fucked me. And occasionally he has fucked me in front of one person, but this was six. And six men a quarter of his age, no less. The only thing that ruined the night was that he offered me up to those six other guys to fuck me too. So, I became a gangbang whore, tied up to a sawhorse while my master recuperated and watched his minions fuck his prized pony.

A Good Submissive Whore Cleans You Up and Anyone Else Too

submissive whoreI consider myself a good submissive whore. But I suppose everyone considers themselves a good slave if they are submissive. But I do go the extra mile to please my master as well as all my callers too. Things intensified last night. I worked too late talking to men who wanted to do very bad things to me. And while on the phone, my master stopped by unannounced.

He used his key to come in, and he found me sitting on my desk, rubbing my pussy while talking dirty with one of my phone masters. And I could see the jealousy on master’s face, but he didn’t interrupt my call. He got me this job. He wanted me to have an income once he retired. Although he takes good care of me financially, you could say that I earned his money. The things I do for that man like prostate milking should give me some sort of award in the slave world.

He spread my legs while I finished up my call. And I could feel him parting my cunt lips. My body started to feel electrified. His touch still makes me weak 25 years later. He grabbed my leather paddle and started spanking my pussy. And he likes to get it engorged. He says when he gets the blood flowing down there my pussy grips his cock like a virgin pussy. Master rarely gets erections anymore because of his age. But he stood in front of me, spanking my cunt with an erection like a teenage boy.

A Good Whore Takes Care of All the Men

When my call concluded, he slid his old hard dick into my swollen pussy and fucked me like he did 25 years ago. Perhaps listening to me service another man on the phone made his cock that hard. Perhaps seeing me play with my pussy did it for him. But I don’t look at gift horse in the mouth. I showed off my cock sucking skills. But this time I did not need to put my finger in his ass while giving him a deep throat blow job. Eventually, he stopped me because he wanted to cream in my pussy, not my mouth.

An obedient submissive slut, I hopped back on my desk, spread my legs and let that old man fuck me. And he pumped me full of his old, pungent cum. But I smiled. I do love taking care of my master. And I took care of him. But he took care of me. Filled my pussy with chunky old cum and watched me lick it out. I would dip my fingers into my pussy and scoop up some of his jizz and lick it off my fingers. A good whore cleans up her mess. And a good whore cleans up your mess too.

Cock Worshiping Drains Balls One Way or Another

cock worshipingCock worshiping comes with the job. If you are a submissive slave, your job duties include draining balls, one way or another. And over the years because my master is so much older than me, I’ve learned some techniques for draining backed up old balls. So, when master summoned me to his BDSM club on Mother’s Day, I figured I’d be draining his old balls.

However, I assumed incorrectly. Well, not completely wrong. I drained some old balls. But those old balls did not belong to my master. Instead, they belong to one of his oldest friends. And this guy does not suffer from any of the issues my master does. No erectile dysfunction. Perhaps he pops Viagra like candy. I don’t know what his secret is, but master enjoyed his submissive whore blowing his best friend.

Master shares me a lot more than he used to. And I think that’s because his erections seem few and far between as the saying goes. Perhaps master is a voyeur. He does seem to enjoy watching me blow other guys. And it seemed like a Mother’s Day miracle. Watching me worship his friend’s old cock and balls made master hard without any blue pill.

This Slave Knows How to Milk Balls One Way or Another

I knew I needed to seize this moment. Master rarely gets rock hard like that anymore. So, after I swallowed the third load from master’s friend, I turned my focus to my master. I crawled over to wear he sat, pulled his cock out of his pants and started blowing him. As usual, his cock struggled to maintain that erection. So, I knew what I needed to do. I pulled his pants down and his boxers too, so I could get to his prostate. Master needed prostate milking along with a deep throat blowjob.

So, I dipped my finger and some lubrication and wiggled it up his ass. And almost instantly I could feel his old dick get stiff as a board. Apparently, I found the spot, but I always find the spot. Master and I have been together over 20 years. I know how to drain his balls. One way or another this submissive slave always gets the cum from any man’s balls.

Bare Bottom Spankings are What a Whore Deserves

Most days, I feel like I need some bare bottom spankings. I can be a naughty whore. The older I get the more I stray. And I think that’s because I’ve hit my sexual prime. However, my much older master has slowed down quite a bit sexually. He still can tie me up and spank me decently thanks to modern medicine. However, his dick just doesn’t work like it used to work.

Master understands that his slave needs cock. So sometimes he lends me out to folks in need of a whore. And I never mind. Even when those guys get a little too rough on me, I’m still happy that my old holes can still get some action. Lately I’ve been seeing this younger guy that I met at the club. Master gave his blessing on this one.

The lad attends law school, and my master appears to be mentoring him. At 24 he already knows that he wants a dedicated submissive whore to abuse. Currently, I’m just filling the void for him. It provides stress release while attending the competitive cutthroat Berkeley law school.

Charlie came over last night for a private spanking session. He told me how to dress and what position he wanted to find me in when he arrived. So, I put on some sexy lingerie, and I laid on my bed with my ass up and my legs spread so he could see everything he needed to see. And apparently, he struggled on a test and needed to take it out on my ass.

Sometimes, Master Lends My Ass Out to Younger Dominant Men

I never knew master in his 20s. But then I wasn’t even born yet. This guy just reminded me so much of my master. He loves bondage and spanking just like him. But unlike my master, Charlie still possesses a lot of strength. And my ass feels raw today from his strength.

He used his hand over 100 times on each cheek. And that seemed like just the warm-up for him. He used a flogger and a fraternity paddle too. So now I have Greek letters on my ass from the paddling. They will go away, I know. And hopefully I don’t need to go to the doctor anytime soon because this will be hard to explain.

Master texted me that Charlie seemed very happy with our sessions and he thanked me for helping the lad out. Like I had a choice. Although I didn’t mind. That stud pounded my ass in more ways than one. But master does not need to know that,

My ass hurts like hell still. But I know I am a spanking phone sex whore. My ass belongs to whoever’s hands need my ass the most. Although my ass does not feel fully recuperated yet, I’m ready to put it back on the market to service men just like Charlie. Do you need a little stress release? Cum and get my booty.

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex Includes Any Kink or Fetish You Can Think Of

extreme fetish phone sexA lot of individuals nowadays enjoy some extreme fetish phone sex. Most men become masters and most women become slaves because of some kink or fetish. My two favorite fetishes involved spanking and bondage. I love being a rope bunny and I love getting my ass pounded raw. My kinks. And two kinks that fit well with being a slave, especially with the right master.

Master called me to the club last night. And he called me there at the last minute because we did not have plans to see each other until tomorrow night. So, he knew somebody who needed my assistance. Or he just really wanted to tie up his favorite rope bunny. And it turned out to be a mixture of both.

 Master wants to land this guy who comes from big oil money. Master retired from law, but he still does wills and estate planning to keep money coming in. In his mind if he takes on a few super wealthy clients, he doesn’t need to work as much so he can stay mostly retired.

However, master wanted to show this guy his rope skills using his favorite bondage whore, me. This man seemed almost as old as my master. But way richer. They share a love for BDSM. I guess they got to talking over martinis at dinner last night and master thought if he lent me out to this guy to practice his rope skills, it might ensure he lands him as a client.

Master Dangles Me Like A Carrot to Men for Their Business

I always want to help master. I’m loyal to him and I owe him. But also, I always get a finder’s fee when I help him land a customer through any means necessary. And last night I helped him land a client by letting that old geezer tie me up and spank my ass raw. I didn’t think the geezer had it in him to be honest. But I guess if my old man can still tie me up thanks to modern medicine so could an equally old man.

The client is in between slaves right now. He lost his last dedicated slave a few months ago and has struggled since to replace her. But with me, he could practice and stay on top of his skills at least until he finds a suitable replacement submissive whore. This guy tied me up so well he left rope burns on my skin. Master has not been able to do that in over a decade. This guy turned my boobs into torpedoes and now they show blue and purple rope bruises in a checkered pattern. Honestly, never seen my boobs look like this. And they hurt like hell.

But master landed the client with my help, and this will be a very lucrative deal for us both. So, a little pain seemed worth it. Master is happy. The client is happy and therefore I’m happy. I became a slave to service men. And explore my kink for spanking and bondage. Just some days I get more than I expect. Perhaps I just bring out the best in dirty old men.

Submissive Phone Sex Women Exist to Serve Men Like You

submissive phone sexMost men believe I exist for submissive phone sex. Perhaps, I agree with them. Since the time I can remember, I’ve always been somebody’s whore. First my father ‘s whore. Then my husband ‘s whore. And now my master’s whore.

You could say I don’t exactly feel comfortable in the driver seat. But occasionally, I get a request from one of my phone callers to dominate them. And yes, I seem perplexed because clearly, they did not read my bio. However, I like to try new things. Keeps my skills set sharp and provides a challenge. Some boys see the tits and my age, and they don’t care about the rest.

And sometimes master asks me to help one of his friends train a new submissive slut. And I feel confident that I can do that. My résumé includes being a whore my entire life. So, I think I can provide something to that process. Some slaves seem born to be submissive women to dominant men. However, for others it does not seem to come naturally.

Sabrina spent the weekend with me for training. My master tasked me with preparing her for life with master Oscar. I don’t know if anybody can be prepared for life with him. Although master considers Oscar one of his oldest and dearest friends, he possesses a mean streak. And more so than any of the masters in this little group of dominant lawyers my master hangs out with. But Oscar goes through slaves faster than any of them.

It Takes a Good Slave to Help Train a Girl to Be Your Dedicated Whore

First any slave of master Oscar’s needs to look apart. He requires certain things like nipple clamps, and butt plugs to be always worn. And lingerie that exposes the genitals. Although I consider master Oscar old as dirt, Viagra keeps him fucking like a 20-year-old again. Much like it does my master.

So, I needed to train Sabrina on how to keep a butt plug in her ass for hours at a time. And get her used to nipple clamps. The younger generation does not instinctively want to be anybody’s slave. You need to break them in and train them to the master’s will. My generation however, understood tit for tat. I knew the trade-off. And I agreed to it.

And now I’m training young slaves with butt plugs, and nipple clamps. I am teaching them how to take a whooping on their bare ass as well as become comfortable getting fucked at will. And I accomplished my mission with Sabrina.

I’m good at slave training other slaves. She will need a lot more lessons to be the perfect little cunt for master Oscar, but I will get her there before her debut as his whore. It takes a good slave to train another woman to be a good slave. And since I’ve been a slave my entire life to one man or another, I know I can train your woman too.