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A few years ago, my master suggested I get into BDSM phone sex. Back then, he knew his retirement from law seemed imminent. And he wanted me to still work. Although he did set me up with a 401(k) and he still provides me with a monthly allowance, and stock in his BDSM club, he knows when he dies that I will still need to support myself.
And I love that he helped me find this job. I get to be submissive on the phone and in my real life too. But I spoke to a guy last night who wanted to know about my history. How I became a lifestyle submissive.
So, I needed to dredge up the ugly past of my youth with my father and my ex-husband. And I told him in painstaking detail some of the horrible crimes my father committed against me. Back then, daddy forced me to be his submissive whore. Sometimes, women get born into slavery.
But when I ran away from home, I told myself no more being anybody’s bitch. Then I met my husband, and he turned out to be worse than my father. But fate led to a chance encounter with my current master, and that changed my outlook on being submissive.
Finally, I understood the true dynamic between a master and a slave. And even though still submissive, I knew master would never send me to the ER or leave me tied up for days on end with no other choice than to piss my bed.
I’ve done it all in my life. Been physically abused, forced fucked, tied up for days, gangbanged, and even pimped out. I never mind bondage or rough sex. And I don’t mind anal sex or bukkake parties either. Of course, some things I enjoy more than others. I do not enjoy bathroom play and pain, but sometimes that comes with being a slave.
Some women like me say they’ve paid their dues. However, I know I could never repay my master for everything he’s done for me. He bought me a nice house in the suburbs with the white picket fence. He provided me with a paralegal education, so I could work with him and become his office slave. And he helped me get this job.
With all my experience in the real world as a submissive sex slave, he knew I would excel at being a phone slave too. And he would be correct. I do well with this. And I love it.
I don’t know if phone sex will last until I retire or not with the changing technology and laws restricting adult sites, but I’m going to ride this out as long as I can. I’m still a real slave for my master. And sometimes his friends too. But at least being a phone whore seems gentler on my body, and I’ll never break a bone.
Most days I don’t mind being a submissive whore. Master treats me well. And I’ve made a decent life out of being his slave. But our dynamic changed when he retired. Although he still does a few wills and trusts here and there, he no longer goes to the office five days a week. And I started doing phone sex full-time when he retired. But I also do some work for him at his private BDSM club him and a few other guys started after Covid ended.
And I love that I have a small stake in the club and that I will inherit his shares when he’s no longer on this earth. But this club struggles. There does not appear to be a shortage of men wanting to join. However, there does appear to be a shortage of women wanting to be slaves. So master dangles me like a carrot to these master wannabes so they can develop their skills. He’s afraid if he doesn’t offer them up a woman they will end their membership in the club.
So, until we can drum up some female membership, I am the educational bondage whore for them. I’m so glad that I became a slave eons ago. Because honestly, I’m not cut out for this new wave of young masters. They seem more like my father. By that I mean, just misogynistic asshole not necessarily masters. But I also know if the club closes, I will no longer see my master on any regular basis because there will be no excuse for him to leave the house.
So, I suck it up. And I let those young misogynistic master wannabes tie me up so tightly it feels like I might lose a limb. And last night, one guy got himself banned from the club, which never happened before. Master gives them a long rope and lots of warnings before we get to this stage. When a phone call distracted master, this guy twisted my arms behind my back and bound me so tightly I thought I might get two spiral fractures. And as I cried, he punched the back of my head making me vomit.
When master saw this, he ordered him to untie me. But this punk ass boy challenged my master, so master grabbed his colt 45 from behind the bar and aimed it at the boy. Honestly, I almost pissed my pants. I’ve never seen master draw a gun. I didn’t even know that he owned a gun. Master did everything he could to protect his slave from any permanent damage. The guy left and master untied me, but my right shoulder felt dislocated.
Master knew how to reset it, however. And I did piss myself that time. Most submissive sex sluts enjoy a certain level of pain; however, this exceeded any type of pain I want to experience. But I did get a week off from the club to heal. And master said he would try to better vet these guys. But the reality is that the world creates more misogynistic guys every day. The future seems bleak for women like me. So, I will try to hold onto my master as long as possible. And I’ll never give up my day job. At least being a phone slave feels safer.
This submissive sex slut received the weekend off from her master. Normally, he requires my services at his BDSM club on the weekends. But master found himself trapped in Colorado with his wife after 2 feet of snow descended upon their little rental home. So, he could not return to open the club. And that gave me the weekend off. Although I felt bad that he got stuck inside with his ball and chain and could not enjoy his slave, I also felt grateful for a weekend off.
But I don’t have any friends. Even my own son and daughter hate me. So, I did something I know I’m not supposed to do. I went on Tinder looking to enjoy a little normal fun. But I did not want to be a submissive whore. I wanted a weekend free of spanking, whipping, bondage and humiliation.
But I can’t seem to find that anymore. It’s like some beacon follows me around announcing to the world that I’m nothing more than fuck meat. The guy I met on Tinder came over Saturday morning to fuck me. A younger guy who appeared to be in great shape, which meant great stamina for my old pussy. But when he arrived, he laughed at me. Told me I looked gaudy and fake. He slapped my face and punched my tits. So, I told him to leave. I didn’t sign up for this. And I wanted him out of my house.
But he would not listen to me. He put his hand around my throat, pinned me against my wall and let me know he could snap my neck anytime he wanted. I almost pissed myself in that moment. So much for enjoying a weekend of normal fucking. Perhaps I don’t even know what normal fucking looks like anymore. I’ve been a slave for decades. In fact, I’ve been a slave since I was a schoolgirl.
This man clearly wanted to explore rape phone sex fantasies with me. Or some woman who looks like me or even mommy in general. He ripped my clothes off while squeezing my neck to strangle me. My whole body trembled in fear. I did not know if I would survive this. Did he want rough sex, or did he want to kill me? Turns out he wanted both.
After he forced his hard cock into my mouth, pussy, and ass, he told me he planned to suffocate me. He grabbed a plastic grocery bag and put it over in my head, denying me oxygen. But I’m a fighter. I’ve survived as a sex slave for 40 years. I did not plan on going out because I swiped right on the wrong asshole. So, I faked like I passed out. I’m a seasoned submissive. I can hold my breath a lot longer than the average woman.
While he thought he killed me, I got the upper hand and kicked him in the balls so hard he fell over and pissed on my floor. While down, I grabbed my cell phone, and I acted like I called 911. And he picked himself up and ran out of my house like a bat out of hell. He fucked me. But he fucked me roughly. And I just wanted a weekend of normal sex. Was that too much to ask? Perhaps I do not deserve normal sex. But my dumb ass will continue to try for it.
Although I am submissive, I’m also a MILF phone sex slut. And that means I enjoy taking care of younger men too. The funny thing is that when I was younger, I gravitated to older men because of my daddy issues. But now that I’m in my mid-40s, I feel like younger men can satisfy me better. Perhaps that stems from the fact that my master is 25 years my senior, so his dick does not work like a young stud’s dick anymore.
Even though the young men that belong to my master’s BDSM club seem downright misogynistic, I still enjoy their company. For one, taking care of these younger masters in training pleases my master. And secondly, I get to be around cocks that become erect when I simply gaze at them. Master needs a blue pill to get erect. Or like last night, he just needs to watch his prized pony in action.
The reason I do not work most Friday nights on my submissive phone sex line is because master calls me to the club to take care of young bucks. The world does not seem to be short dominant men. However, there does appear to be a short supply of women willing to be submissive slaves like me. So, master lets them hone their craft on his slave. Originally, I hated it but now I love it, even if I do find them to be extremely rough sometimes.
Last night did not seem too bad though because master watched. I did not go into a private room with any of those guys. So, they minded their manners. Well, sort of. They did fuck me hard in front of master as he masturbated. I think he lives vicariously through these men in their 20s. Men that age can gang bang a whore all night long. And they never need Viagra to accomplish the task.
I don’t mind being a gangbang phone sex whore, especially not while master watches. I could see his cock getting hard watching men half my age tag me and double penetrate me too. Most of the night I found myself on all fours with a cock in my pussy and a cock in my ass. And I usually need to clean those cocks after they nut inside of me. But I don’t mind the way I taste. I don’t even mind my own ass taste. Not anymore.
I’m sore as fuck today but I found it all worth it. About 20 boys nutted inside me nice and deep while my master’s old dick got hard again. Master got some sloppy seconds last night. But first I pushed the cum out of my cunt and ass and licked it off the floor. Then I begged master to fuck me like the whore I am. Just a typical Friday night for a submissive slave.
I think most men harbor rape phone sex fantasies even for their own mother. Although my master kept me busy for the holidays, he gave me a few days off to spend with my son and daughter. Honestly, I didn’t know if either of them even wanted to spend time with me. Neither of my offspring lives at home anymore. My son never went to college. However, my daughter did and she graduated last year. I experienced some tumultuous years with my son and daughter because they didn’t always appreciate the sacrifices, I made to give them a better life than they were born into.
My daughter and I get along better than me and my son. He just blames me for everything. But he made poor choices in life and that’s why he’s in the situation he’s in, but I let him blame me. I bought them both some Christmas gifts and I cooked all our favorite foods we used to enjoy over the holidays. And we seemed to enjoy a pleasant Christmas. My daughter brought her new boyfriend for me to meet. However, my son blames me for not having a girlfriend. But he moved out three years ago.
After the holidays, my son paid me another visit. I do not see him much, so I felt excited. Maybe this served as a new chapter in our book. But my son just needed an outlet for all his rage. And his submissive whore mother served as his outlet. In the past, he enjoyed tying me up and leaving me. Of course, over the years, he fucked me too. But we never really experienced a traditional mother sudden relationship. He occasionally force fucks me roughly just to take his anger out. And I let him.
And last week, he seemed even angrier than normal. He never does anything in front of his sister. I think because he knows she will kick his ass. She’s much tougher than me. And far more dominant. She could never live my lifestyle. But her brother seems like a natural misogynistic master. The same kind of men that fill my master’s BDSM club. With this Christian nationalist movement going on now, more younger men want to keep women barefoot and pregnant at home. Now my son does not want to knock me up. But he does want to use me. He does want to hurt me.
He won’t let me suck his cock. And he prefers to fuck my ass because according to him I am a dirty old whore anyway. And that’s what dirty old whores do. They take cock in the ass. And he pissed in my ass too. He choked me, slapped me and even punched me a few times while he fucked me. Then he spit on me and left. Left me curled up in a ball in pain with his cum leaking out of my ass. But I’m a good submissive sex whore. I let him take out all his rage on me. And I told him thank you and I love you. Would your mom be that good to you?
Sometimes this slave gets lucky and enjoys cock worshiping with a big black anaconda. Now I know I’m naughty, and I should never cheat on my master like that. But in my defense, Ryan’s black cock appeared massive. And I’ve never been lucky enough to enjoy such a big fat piece of dark meat in my slave holes before. So, when I saw the outline in his jeans, I knew what I needed to do.
I brought Ryan home with me. I slipped on a pair of black stockings and high heels for his viewing pleasure. But the real pleasure belonged to me. My master cannot compare to Ryan’s massive cock. Most days my master requires a little blue pill to even get hard, but Ryan’s cock appeared hard at hello. Master would never need to know.
I fell to my knees and begged Ryan to allow me to suck his beautiful black cock. He dick slapped me a few times. And he even smeared his balls all over my face. But I just begged for more like a good submissive whore. I masturbated my pussy while I swallowed his trouser snake. And for a moment, I thought I might pass out because his balls pressed up against my nose, blocking my breathing. But I remember thinking to myself if I suffocate what a way to go.
Ryan ate my pussy too, which surprised me. As a submissive slave, most men never care about my sexual pleasure. But Ryan told me you must lick it before you stick it. Because of him, I required no extra lubrication because his tongue gushed my pussy. But I think sucking his cock drenched me first. When he finally fucked me, I felt like I might be possessed. Nothing that big ever entered my pussy before. And I’ve been fucked from everything from cocks to wine bottles.
Ryan possesses massive skills. He made me squirt on his cock. I don’t think I ever squirted on anything. In fact, I did not know I could squirt. We fucked for hours. And now Ryan owns me with his big black anaconda. But we can’t tell my master that. I acted like a bad slave. And I cheated. But in my defense, how could I say no to such a massive fucking cock. Now Ryan owns a sexy MILF Phone sex slave. And he knows I will always put on black stockings, fall to my knees and worship his big black anaconda whenever he snaps his fingers
Submissive slaves develop great cock worshiping skills. My master’s dick looks old and broke down. But he is in his late 70s. So, his cock rarely works even with a Viagra. I learned how to drain his balls with alternative methods.
Some of his friends too; because his group of friends seem to also sport old broke down cocks. And they own the BDSM club together. I have a minor stake in the club too, and when master passes, I will inherit his share. And that will believe it or not give me controlling ownership in the club. But I know my place. I’m not a club owner. I’m a submissive slave.
While most women my age shop this time of year, I hang out at the BDSM club for private events. Just the shareholders and me. And master gave me one assignment for this past week. And I understood I needed to drain everyone’s backed up old balls one way or another. But with that age, I find that prostate milking drains those balls best without a Viagra.
I took a medicinal gummy to relax my jaw each day too. Even a seasoned whore struggles to suck that many old dicks I put a little bit of Vics Vapor Rub under my nose too to help with the smell of pungent cum. That’s all old men keep in their balls. Old nasty cum that needs to get out of those fermented balls.
Master instructed me to use some knee pads, which I did. All 10 partners sat on chairs while I moved down the line giving them head while working a finger up their assholes at the same time. I never massaged a prostate until about a decade ago. Master entered his 60s and struggled to fully drain his balls like most of his friends. But only he possessed a skilled submissive slave.
I utilized a big jar of Vaseline to lube up my finger. And I trimmed my nails so I would not do any damage to those old prostates. Even a finger in the ass can hurt if you don’t do everything right. And the biggest struggle I endured was getting these old men to relax.
But I did because I know some tricks. And while they relaxed to the sound of my smooth voice, I placed my warm wet mouth on their old cock. I distracted them with amazing head while I slid a finger up their assholes. They barely felt my finger. And I know how to find the prostate in three minutes or less. We all know when we find it because that cock becomes stiffer than a piece of wood when you start to massage it.
Sucking all those old dicks and massaging all those prostates turned me into a bukkake phone sex slut. I drained 10 partners last week over multiple days since they appeared so backed up. All that chunky and pungent cum eventually ended up all over my face and tits. But I understood the assignment and I got the job done. 10 old men, including my master finally received some much needed release. So, I know anything you have in store for me won’t be half as bad as that. And will milk your balls too. Are you ready for me, sir?