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I was born for submissive sex. When I was a young schoolgirl, I thought I wanted to be a nurse. I had friends and I did well in school. I was a happy girl. What I did not yet know was that my mother was shielding me from my asshole daddy. One day, she left. Left us both for another life and never looked back. That day changed the course of my life forever because I became my father’s fuck toy that next day. He enslaved me. My youth was like a ripped from the headlines Lifetime movie. My father sodomized me daily. He thought fucking my ass would ensure I would not get knocked up. As I got older, he got increasingly paranoid that I was going to tell some one at school, so he kept me home. He cut me off from everyone else. No school. No friends. No doctors. In fact, he was so fearful I would runaway or go to the police, he would tie me to the bed for 10 hours a day while he was at work. Eventually, I got loose and ran away. I ran to New York City and married the first guy who was nice to me. His niceness was very short lived. He was just as awful if not worse than my father. On accident, I met my master and he saved me. Changed my life forever. I never became a nurse, but I did become a willing submissive slut and paralegal. I never married again and although I am still subservient, I have enjoyed my adult life with my master. Unlike my father, unlike my ex-husband, he has provided for me and has never beaten me or broke a bone. We have a master and servant relationship based on the BDSM principles. If you want a lifestyle sub, I am her.
Being a bondage whore is rough sometimes. I mean I like being tied up and abused. I do not like being tied up and left. And that is what happened with Jake. He was this younger guy I met in a fetish room for bondage on Reddit. He only lived 30 minutes away. He was looking for a submissive to play with and I was looking to be tied up. He looked like a normal middle-class man. Cute and clean. Did not appear to be a druggy type of guy. We discussed safe words and everything. I felt confident this would go well. It did for the most part. He tied me up in several different positions. We had fun. Until the end. I was tied up like the victim of a home invasion at the end. He left me on the floor bound and gagged with no one home. My daughter was on a date and my son was hanging with friends. I had no clue how long I would be like this. I had to pee. I ended up pissing myself. I was embarrassed but I had no way of getting loose. I was stuck in this position. Until my son and one of his friends came home. They were stoned and found my predicament humorous. My son mocked his submissive whore mother who smelled like a toilet. He told his friend who had to take a leak to piss in my mouth. He did not miss a beat. Pulled out his cock and pissed down my throat. So did my son. Now I really smelled bad. My son did untie me but not out of the goodness of his heart. He untied me to fuck me. His friend and him took turns tag teaming me. I acted like I hated it. But I loved it.
Do you like submissive milf phone sex sluts? My son and his friends do. I was hosting a holiday party for my son and daughter. It was part of their Christmas gifts. With California shutting everything down again, they have been isolated from their friends. Virtual school sucks ass for them, and I am not much help. We have a tumultuous relationship, but I do try. I dressed up in a Mrs. Claus outfit and my son and daughter were embarrassed. They thought I was trying to seduce their male friends and accused me of throwing the party for my own selfish needs. I will admit to flirting with some teen studs, but I am an owned bitch. I have been in trouble for fucking around with Tinder dates already. Master would not be keen on me robbing the cradle either. After I made sure everyone was happy with food and drink, I exited to my room. I sincerely did not want to embarrass my son and daughter. I fell asleep on my bed watching some sappy Hallmark Christmas movie. The next thing I know, I am being yanked from my bed by some horny teen boys who smelled like liquor. I served virgin eggnog and fruit punch. Either some one brought liquor, or my son opened my wine cabinet. My son was acting as the ringleader. He told his friends they could fuck me. I was fighting them, but I was not strong enough sober to fight off 8 horny drunk teenage boys. They ripped my cute dress off my stacked body and took turns fucking me. Sometimes, I had two or three cocks in me at once like a gangbang phone sex whore. The boys came inside me, joking about knocking up an old bitch. The pissed down my throat and smacked my titties around. They were having fun. It did not matter that I was sore and tired and not wanting any of it. In the end my son and daughter enjoyed their party. I, however, am still recuperating.