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Submissive Slut all My Life

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I am a submissive slut born and raised. It is funny when men ask me about my younger days. Daddy wasn’t a master. He was just a woman hating mean son of a bitch. He scared me. When I turned 18, I left home and never saw him again. I ran right to the arms of a man just like daddy. I know I have daddy issues. Why else would I always get involved with dominant men who want to own and control me? I have never had an equal relationship with a man. Not even my own son. He is an adult now, but he has that same mean streak that daddy did and that his own father had too. He came over last night to borrow money. I knew he just wanted to get high. I never keep cash on hand because of him. When he was still living with me, he would steal it right from my wallet. He is a huge disappointment. He was not happy that I wouldn’t give him money last night. He punished me. It began with some bare bottom spankings. Honestly, it wasn’t that bad. I have been spanked harder in my life. I acted like it hurt something terrible. That was the wrong move for me, because he liked my crying so much, he wanted to hurt me more. He pulled my pantyhose completely off and rammed his fist up my ass. Now, I wasn’t faking the crying. His big hand up my ass raw hurt like hell. The longer he did it, the worst it got, but something is wrong with me. I never fought him off. I never even threatened to call the cops. I know I am a submissive whore, but my pussy was wet from the anal abuse. I don’t know if it was the pain I enjoyed or the fact that my son was my abuser. Who am I kidding? It was both factors that made me wet.

Submissive Phone Sex Slut and Human Toilet

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I am such a submissive phone sex slut at work. I have a new job since my master retired. I could have chosen to never work again. He gave me a nice package. Set me up for life. I have just become used to being degraded and used daily. I love my phone sex masters, but they will never replace the real thing. I am a paralegal now a few times a week for a new lawyer. He is much younger than my original work master. He is far kinkier too. I worked Friday for him. I was his office toilet. My former master rarely engaged in piss play, but my new master loves it. Lucky me. I spent the day under his desk with my mouth open. His dick was out the entire day too. He would snap his fingers once when he had to piss. I would open my mouth as wide as I could, and he would pee straight in my mouth. If he snapped his fingers twice, he wanted head, so I had to suck him off. If I didn’t make him cum in less than ten minutes I got whipped. The first couple times making him cum in that time frame was not hard, but after the first 4 times, I struggled. I mean there is only so many times a man can cum in a day. He said it was my fault if I couldn’t make him cum. So, the 5th time, ten minutes passed, and his dick was still limp. He put me in his torture closet and whipped me for an hour.  I have not yet decided if I like my new job. I have never swallowed so much piss and cum in a day. But, I am a submissive whore, so I do what I am told when I am told.

Bondage Phone Sex Whore and Tutor

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Bondage phone sex whore is my screen name on a few fetish sites. I pick up men all the time on FetLife. When I agreed to meet Omar, I thought he was going to be an older man. He described himself as a hot older man; dominant and into women with big breasts. When I met him at this no tell motel off the highway, I was shocked to see a teen boy. My son was older than him. He used his daddy’s info. I guess daddy has a dark kinky fetish life that has rubbed off on junior. He didn’t look old enough to drive. I was right. The little shit took an Uber to the hotel. I thought to myself, what could be the harm. He wasn’t going to tell anyone, and I wasn’t either. It would build his skills. Get his dick wet being a dominant guy. Every master must start somewhere, right? I checked out the bag he brought. Apparently, it must belong to daddy. It was quite the fetish bag of tricks. Junior had no clue how to use any of the equipment, so I showed him. In that bag were handcuffs, restraints, a spreader bar, a ball gag, a ponytail dildo, bondage rope and various items to spank and whip a girl with. I was his submissive whore tutor. He enjoyed using daddy’s BDSM equipment on him. He had a nice fat cock too, especially for his age. He couldn’t stand it any longer after I crawled around on the floor with a ponytail out my ass and a ball gag in my mouth. He pulled the dildo out of my ass and replaced it with his young virgin dick. He didn’t last long in my ass, but he did pound me hard while pulling my hair and calling me names for about 4 minutes.  Wasn’t exactly the bondage experience I was expecting, but helping a young boy learn about BDSM games was hotter than I thought it would be.

I Love Being a Bondage Whore

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I love being a bondage whore, but it does get me into some predicaments. Tony answered my ad on a fetish site. I was looking to get tied up and I did. The problem was once he had me bound and gagged, he brought over some friends. Not what I was planning nor what was agreed on. He didn’t give a fuck. He had me in such a position that my hands were tied behind my back with strong rope and my ass was in the air. I watched as he collected money from these guys to fuck me. He was pimping me out to strangers. They fucked my ass for hours. No lube, no condoms. Just hours of hard core ass fucking. Cum was running out of my ass like the river Styx. More guys came in, laid their money down and started fucking my ass. Some just nutted on my face and laughed at what a cum dumpster I was. It was humiliating and exciting at the same time. After all the guys were done fucking this submissive slut, Tony took his turn. He seemed to enjoy my dirty cum drenched fuck holes. I can’t wait to see him again.

I Need Slave Training

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I need slave training. I am without a master and I have gotten a bit snarky. I was at this club last night. A tall dark handsome man approached me. He grabbed my arm trying to pull me off to a dark corner. I told him to fuck off. I don’t know why I did that. I always do what men want. I think being without a master has set me back. I told him he had to buy me drinks first, but he said no. He looked me in the eyes like he owned me. “You are a bitch. You get cock, not drinks,” he seethed at me. He scared me, but I loved it. I am a submissive whore at my core. I went with him into the darkened corner and sucked is cock. He skull fucked me so hard, I almost puked. I could feel my eyes roiling in the back of my head. I was slobbering all over his dick. My makeup smeared on my face. We got busted by the security dude. I thought he might call the cops, but he pulled out his cock and got in on the action. They both rammed their cocks in my mouth. I am surprised my cheeks aren’t sagging because they stretched the fuck out of my mouth. Next thing I knew I was getting tag teamed in the bar. On my knees like a dirty old bitch with two cocks in me. I am going back to that club tonight!

Bare Bottom Spankings at Work Please

bare bottom spankingsSometimes a woman just craves some bare bottom spankings. Since my long term master retired and released me, I have been looking for another job. I am 40, so I still have many more years I can work. I don’t need to work because my master set me up with a nice 401K plan. I want to work. I want a new master. I may have found one today. I had a secretary interview. It was not a typical interview. I met this guy at a fetish club. He was looking for a playmate at work and I was looking for a master. I know he loves to spank women, so when he mentioned the job opportunity, I jumped at the chance for an interview. Turns out he doesn’t need a secretary at all. He just wants an office slave. He bent me over his desk and fucked my ass for hours. He made me show him my cock worshiping skills too. He fucked my ass and my mouth before he brought out the BDSM equipment. He wanted to know I could handle the basics first. He has a BDSM closet. I had never seen anything like it before and it made my pussy super wet. He told me he could smell my excitement. Yes, I was that wet. I crave a strong man who can abuse me daily. He hung me from the beam in his pleasure closet and whipped me with various objects. He flogged my ass and put nipple clamps on me too. He said I had the perfect whore body to abuse. He liked that I had some meat on my bones. He had a few more interviews for the position left, but I am hopeful I will get the job. I know I am not as young or as pretty as some girls, but no man will find a better trained submissive whore than me.

Submissive Whore Torture

submissive whoreSometimes I swear this submissive whore has a death wish. I keep getting myself into dangerous situations. I went to a guy’s house who I met in an online BDSM chat room this week. I know I am not supposed to trust strangers. I know you can never know some one you meet on the Internet, but I was craving abuse. I need constant attention from men. Even negative attention is attention. I showed up at the address he gave me. Everything seemed fine initially, but then I drank a glass of wine and woke up naked tied to this old fashioned rack in his basement. We were not alone. He had a group of men there, apparently who paid to do what they wanted to the stupid whore who showed up at a stranger’s house. I feared I might not survive the encounter. I did, but I didn’t return home unscathed.  Every male there got to do something to me. Some explored their rape phone sex fantasies, others went the torture and pain route. I was blindfolded, so I could only see shadows and hear men talking about what they wanted to do to me. As I laid there tied to the rack fearing I might be ripped in half, they joked about what they could do to me. They joked about tearing my limbs off and gangbanging my stump. They didn’t kill me, however there were times I wished I was dead. They whipped me with leather belts.  They jacked off on me. They force fucked me. They pulled my limbs until I cried from the pain. They pissed on me. They flicked the ashes of their cigarettes on me too.  I was let go, but I was informed if I called the cops or blasted them on social media, I would end up dead. Somehow, I knew it was true. I just feel lucky to be a live to tell about it.

Bondage Chat: Kinky Shit is on Twitter

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Bondage chat ties me up. Literally, ties me up. I met Marcus in bondage chat room. Actually, I discovered the chat room on Twitter. Even kinky fetish places have a social media presence. We agreed to meet up. I am always leery of meeting strangers. They aren’t always who they say they are, but since I have no official master anymore, I miss being tied up. Bondage makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless. I need that. I need to have control taken away from me. I am a piece of shit and anything that reinforces what I already know makes me wet. Marcus was great at tying knots. He did a stint in the Navy and learned how to make knots no one could get untied. As a bondage whore, I was thrilled to be tied up by someone who knew what the fuck he was doing. The problem was he didn’t want to untie me. I was in his place, which I almost never do. I usually meet someplace neutral or at my place, but I was jonesing to be some one’s slave. I thought he was a normal man who liked to tie up chicks. He loves to tie up women and leave them on his bed for a few days. I pissed his bed, even shit on his sheets. Two days tied up with no water and no food, no bathroom. I did get a few cum feedings, but that was it. He finally released me and was like we should do it again soon sometime. Hell no. I love being tied up, but I don’t like the humiliation of soiling myself. I miss my master. I had no idea it would be so hard to find a new owner.

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Extreme Fetish Phone Sex

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He had an extreme fetish phone sex fetish he wanted to explore with me. Until last night, he had only explored his fetish with phone whores like me. I wanted to impress him, so I told him I would be his test dummy. I was a dummy because I never asked what his fetish was and that was a big mistake. I figured whatever it was, I likely had done it before as a submissive bitch to many men. I was wrong.  He wanted to fuck my urethra. He called it my fourth mommy fuck hole. Master never considered my pee hole a place for his cock. No other man had either, so this submissive whore was about to get the pain of a lifetime. He was a kinky man too. Before he fucked my pee hole, he squirted Ben-Gay into that tiny opening. It felt like I was pissing out glass. It burned badly. I was fighting back the tears and he had not even fucked the tiniest hole on my body yet. When he pulled out his cock, I almost fainted because he had a fat cock too. How the hell was that going in that hole, I wondered?  I started to have second thoughts. I went to leave, but he grabbed me and tied me down spread eagle. He had this sound device thing he said was for my fourth fuck hole. He was planning on taking my pee hole regardless of what I had to say. He shoved this metal device down my urethra first and I screamed bloody murder, but that was nothing compared to his fat cock down that same tiny hole. As he was fucking me, I could feel the blood and piss filling up my bladder. He pissed down my pee hole making it burn even more. It was sheer torture. I know I am a submissive sex whore, but I will never agree to that again.

Bondage and Submission Whore

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Bondage and submission are what I live for. Since my Master of twenty plus years released me, I have been looking in all the wrong places for a suitable replacement. Master was the last of a dying breed. Dominant men nowadays are cruel and violent. I have been visiting fetish clubs and online chat rooms looking for a new master, but I have been unsuccessful. Bitches like me need to be owned.  I crave being told what to do every moment of the day. I want to answer to someone.  I don’t do well on my own. I am not smart enough or strong enough to survive on my own.  I was telling this to a prospective master the other night. He got up, walked closer to me and slapped my face. He told me I was too worthless and ugly to own. He said I was only good to use for a night. That is just what he did too. He pissed in my mouth and forced his cock in my feckless whore holes while calling me names. He came on my face, took a picture and spit on me as he walked out the door. I was sad he left so soon, but happy to be used, even if briefly. I guess until I can find someone who wants to own this submissive whore long term, I will keep having these random humiliating encounters.