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I 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.
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 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.
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.
XXX bondage arouses me. What can I say. I like to be tied up. And I first met my master in a BDSM club in New York City. I came back to California with him eventually. And he set me up in a house and gave me a job in his office. Plus, he even sent me to a paralegal school so I could become his official paralegal.
And his wife never thought anything more about our relationship. She saw him helping a single mom with two little ones and no job. She does not know about the house he bought me or the college funds he set up for my son and daughter. And she does not know I’ve been his submissive slave for 20 years.
Master retired from law last year. However, we still see each other at his BDSM club. And sometimes in the office when he does a will or an estate planning for a friend or a friend of a friend. He ordered me to come to the office earlier this week. And I always come when I’m summoned. I figured he wanted to work on a will or an estate. But it turned out he just wanted to see his favorite bondage whore and play a bit.
The BDSM club became a way for him to still participate in this lifestyle and see me weekly after retirement. He needed something his wife would not care about. So, he told her that he and some of his legal buddies bought a cigar bar. And that’s not a lie. The BDSM club does operate as a cigar bar too. But mostly this place serves as a safe space for men to bring their slaves.
The club is slowly building a decent membership. And a loyal following. However, like anything in this world, it struggles to reach women. More men want to be dominant masters, but they lack the female companion to serve as their slave. So often master and I don’t get much time alone at the club because he lends me out to members without submissive slave so they can practice their rope ties.
For our meeting in the office, I wore some sexy lingerie like he enjoys seeing me in. He tied me up to the office chair like in the old days. I will always be his favorite rope bunny. And he will always be my favorite master. For an old guy, he can still tie a decent knot. He took some photos of me for his spank bank in various positions. And tying me up again brought some life into his old dick.
Cock worshiping seems part of a slave’s job. So, when I realized master popped a chubby tying me up, I begged to take care of it. He did not even require Viagra at this time. Tying up his slave gave him a boner. And with my hands tied behind my back, I still managed to get on my knees and worship master’s old hard dick.
Didn’t take long with my mouth on his throbbing cock for him to cum. He spurted a massive load. And he almost blew a hole in the back of my head. At his age getting backed up like that seems to be a regular occurrence.
But at least I could take care of him properly this time. I swallowed his chunky, pungent old spunk. And savored it like fine champagne. With my hands bound behind my back and my ankles tied together, I still managed to drain master’s old balls. I’m not getting younger either. But apparently this submissive slave still possesses some great skills.
As a submissive whore, I do as I’m told. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have some dark fantasies for revenge. Although my master treats me extremely well, I did not fare so well in my younger days. Between my abusive father and my misogynistic ex-husband, I suffered a lot of abuse. Thus, giving me cock and ball torture fantasies.
I do not know where my ex-husband or father lives anymore. They could be dead for all I know. And for all I care. I am a willing slave with my master. But we enjoy an old school sort of master servant relationship. We use safe words. And mostly we explore bondage, spanking, and cock worshiping.
My father and my ex-husband beat me and let men use me. Sometimes daddy would tie me up to the bed for days and deny me food and water, leaving me to piss and shit in my own bed. He abused me and degraded me. But my ex-husband turned out to be no better.
So of course, I’ve developed revenge fantasies over the year for cock and ball torture. In a chat room for submissive women like me, I met a man who wanted somebody to trample on his cock and balls. He pretended to be a female slave just to find somebody for cock and ball torture. I took his bait. He did not live far from me, so we met up last night.
And I will be honest; I struggled to take the more dominant role with him. After all, I appear to be born into this world just for men’s pleasure. But once I started thinking about everything my father and my ex-husband did to me, my rage started to build. This man fears he will become just like my father. He thought some cock and ball torture sex might curb his perverted thoughts and urges.
So, I read up on cock and ball torture. Watched some dominatrixes on how to inflict genital pain on men. And I became aroused. I started to get into it. Wearing stiletto heels, I enjoyed digging the heels into his balls. And I stomped on his cock like I was putting out a cigarette with my shoe. I thought I was the biggest pain slut I knew. He came as I kicked him in the balls.
And I think I deflated one of his testicles. I left his junk looking like I castrated him. Perhaps I did castrate him when I deflated a testicle. Now anytime he looks at his daughter and thinks like my daddy did, he won’t be able to act on those urges because I deflated his balls.
Plus, I took chunks out of the side of his dick with my stiletto heels. It felt therapeutic to me. I’m still a submissive phone sex woman. I always will be a submissive slave. But sometimes we need to explore our revenge fantasies to help keep us in our place.