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I was an office submissive whore yesterday. Master won a big case and he wanted to celebrate with some of his colleagues. Even though I helped him behind the scenes, I was not part of the celebratory fun. He tied me to my office chair so those men he invited to the party could get blown by the office whore. He wheeled me out to the center of the room and told his colleagues to skull fuck me. He made sure they knew I was a cum receptacle. His friends unzipped their pants. Normally, I am doing that, but I was tied up. They held my ears like handlebars as they gang banged my throat. One after another they came down my throat. I was drowning in jizz. Master was watching like he was judging me. He was judging me. I knew if I was not a good cock sucking slut, I would be punished in a painful fashion. After I swallowed as much cum as they had to give me, they started pissing down my throat. Some didn’t even bother with that they just pissed in my face. It was a long celebration. By the time the party came to an end, I was a piss and cum dumpster. Just another day in the life of a submissive slut.
Submissive phone sex is what I do best. With me, it is yes Sir always. I know not to say no. I like being a good whore. I was a good whore last night. I went with a girlfriend to a new club. We were not at a fetish club; we had no BDSM plans, but they found us anyway. I guess we looked out of place in a high-end club. One guy called us trailer park whores and mocked my “Peg Bundy” hair. Another guy told me to go back to the 80s. My friend didn’t fair any better. We came to have drinks, dance and have fun. We weren’t submissive sex dolls, at least not in our eyes. These men had other plans for us. We were pushed in the back, into some private area. They gang banged us. We were told the only reason two trailer park whores would come to a place like this was to get fucked, so they were going to fuck us. They saw us for what we really were, just old dirty whores. We spent most of the night in that back room being passed around like candy, getting fucked in all our holes. We could barely walk to our car afterwards. We went home, soaked our sore, cum filled fuck holes in the bath and decided we would go back to that bar again tonight. I am a glutton for punishment.
I told him I was not into scat play and he told me I needed slave training. He wanted me to be his toilet. The more I protested, the more he wanted me to worship his dirty ass. When I kept saying that I was not into shit, he tied me up and tossed me on the ground He had me helpless. He said no subby whore was going to tell him no. This was not my master nor my boss. This was my son. He was in another pissed off mood and wanted to humiliate me. He doesn’t understand why his life is a mess. He blames me for everything wrong and refuses to acknowledge that his anger and his oxy addiction is what is to blame for his woes. He was screaming at me that I do whatever my boss tells me to do. That is because he is a true master. We have safe words, and he respects my limits. My son doesn’t respect anything. As I was down on the floor, he squatted over my face and shit. It was disgusting. His steaming pile of poo was on his mother’s face. I tried to shake my head, but it wasn’t moving anywhere. He told me I could stay tied up with shit on my face, or I could open my mouth, eat it and be released. That was a tough decision to make, honestly. Both options were equally disgusting. After an hour of his shit resting on my face, I ended up eating it. I don’t enjoy scat phone sex. But I could eat his shit and get on with my night. Or, I could lay there for God knows how long with his shit on my face. Now, my son is calling me his shit eating mommy slave.