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Submissive Whore Tries Tinder

submissive whoreA submissive whore is somewhat of a risk taker in her quest for dominating and humiliating experiences. I have tried the bondage club scene, but most have rules about no penetration, even with fingers or foreign objects and no exchange of bodily fluids. Where is the fun in that? I have tried meeting men organically to be presented with downright scary encounters. I joined Tinder. This old bitch is getting with the 21st Century and embracing technology. There is  a place on Tinder to express you are looking for a more fetish type hook up. I dressed provocatively for my profile picture. The replies poured in much to my surprise. Plenty of men of various ages wanted to do very bad things to me. I scheduled a “date” with Julian, a 40 year old dungeon master and real estate developer.  He presented himself as an old school BDSM guy. Perfect for me. I love whips, chains and bondage. He had a limo pick me up. I felt like a dungeon princess.

When I met him, he gave me chills immediately. No small talk or pleasantries. He was all business. “Whore on your knees. Present yourself for inspection to your Master, ” he barked at me. I did as I was told, however I was clothed still which was wrong. He made me strip while he critiqued my body.  I spoke when not spoken to and I got a riding crop to the ass. The sting of the leather crop made my pussy wet. “You like that whore, don’t you,” he seethed.  I nodded my head as he cracked it again across my breasts. Before the night was over, I had lashes all over my body.  He enjoyed calling me a fat pig. When I oinked for him, he shot his load in my face. I think  this is the start of a wonderful master and servant relationship.

Bondage Whore Mishap

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. It seems an antiquated fetish in the modern world of hardcore BDSM. My Master and I have always had a rather old school relationship. I enjoy being tied up and gagged. It makes me feel vulnerable and helpless. I enjoy giving up power and control. Sometimes, however, our bondage games go awry like this last time. Master had me work the day after Thanksgiving. I was not happy, but I am his office bitch, so I cannot say no. He didn’t have any real work for me to do. He just wanted to tie me up and abuse my ample breasts. The problem was that after he tied me up and came on my bound breasts, he left the office for a quick errand. He was just going to get Starbucks. He never came back to untie me. I was bound to that chair in my work clothes with my breasts exposed for days.  I tried hard to get myself lose, but all I did was cut my wrists on the rope and tip the chair over. I was forced to piss and shit myself. I had nothing to eat. I was saved when two days later the cleaning team for the building came by. They only clean our office twice a week since it is small, just the  two of us normally.  When I heard them come in, I screamed for help. I felt a sense of relief that I had been rescued.  The couple who discovered me, saw an opportunity. An opportunity to abuse me. I was a helpless submissive whore to use in their eyes. The male of the duo fucked my mouth, slapped my tits, spit on me, kicked me in the gut and sodomized my ass while his female partner pissed on my face and kicked me in my “whore cunt.” They left me tied up, covered in piss, shit, cum and spit. Master came in yesterday and found me. He had a senior moment and forgot that he had left me tied up. He forgot he left his office whore bound to a chair for three days? I need a new, younger, master.

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Office Submissive Whore

submissive whoreAs a submissive whore, I do things your woman refuses to do. If she turns down her husband’s request for anything, she is a bad wife in my opinion. I think Donald Trump is going to be good for women in this country who have lost their way. My master and my father instilled in me the importance of never saying no to man. Men are superior to women. Their needs are the only needs that matter. My friends know I am submissive, but they don’t know I am owned. I am paid handsomely for being a part time paralegal for my boss, who is my master. That is not because I have great legal skills. It is because I am owned and I know my place. Last week, my master had a big legal conference in the office. Him and a team of lawyers are taking on wrongful deaths in a car manufacturer lawsuit. It is big money if they win. They would all be set for life. It is in my best interest to do whatever master needs and wants because if they win this class action suit, I will be rewarded too. Master ordered me to provide some stress release and anger management to his fellow lawyers. Lawyers are very aggressive as a profession. I was told to go into the conference room naked. When his colleagues saw me, my breasts became instant punching bags. My tits were turning black and blue almost instantly. They sure were getting their aggression out by beating the crap out of me and force fucking my ass. I just bent over the conference table and took it like a good submissive slut. They grabbed my hair, smacked my tits and ass and pounded me so hard my ass prolapsed. They covered me with cum, then made me stay naked and jizz coated for the rest of the day. The posse of angry lawyers are working in town for another week. It will be a very long week for me.

Bondage Whore Mommy

 

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. Bondage and spanking get me off. I love being submissive, but something about bondage makes me feel so vulnerable; so helpless. I have been teaching my teen son some bondage techniques. I am trying to groom him to be a dominant man. Like most teen boys, he sees his mommy as the woman who gave him life, thus entitled to respect and love. Women are whores, especially mothers. It is a slow conversion, but he is showing signs of enjoyment and arousal when we play master and servant games. I was so proud of him the other day. I instructed him on how to secure me with ropes. He immobilized me completely. In fact, he tied the ropes so securely that I got rope burn almost instantly. If I tried to move the ropes cut my flesh. I begged for the ropes to be a little less tight, but he laughed and said I was his submissive whore. He pulled out his dick, pissed him my face and laughed some more. I was not expecting that. Up until that day, he always responded with hesitation when I would explain that certain things were his right as a man. Men have the right to force fuck women on a whim. They can rough us up too. Humiliate us, pimp us out, abuse us however they see fit. My son suddenly embraced everything at once. After he pissed in my face, he forced his dick in my exposed ass. No lube or warning, just a really hardcore ass fucking. If I spoke or said ouch, he smacked my face. He also used my big tits as punching bags. I had never seen this side of him. Had I created a dominant master or a monster? After he came in what he called my whore hole, he left me there, on the bed, tied up for hours. I am both proud of him for coming into his dominant side, and scared for what the future holds for me.

Spanking Phone Sex Mommy

spanking phone sexI’m a punishment whore. I love spanking phone sex and anything that brings some pain to my body. One of the great things about phone sex is that it allows you to explore your darker fetishes. I can go darker on the phone than I can in real life. Perhaps that doesn’t sound like a good submissive bitch, but I don’t want to die. Nor do I want any permanent damage. I am old school submissive. My master and I have been in a long term S and M relationship, but as he says, I have the power because we utilize safe words. I like being pushed beyond any safe zone, however.  My teen son dabbles in masochistic games so I have been hoping he will get more forceful with me over time. He overheard me doing a mommy rape fantasy call the other day and it turned him on. Turned him on so much, he took matters into his own hands. Yanked me out of bed from a dead sleep. Ripped my clothes off, threw me over his knee and started spanking my bare ass. I could feel his cock throbbing underneath me. He clearly got aroused  paddling his mommy’s bare bottom.

He was not the only one. My pussy was dripping wet. It was so wet, my son could feel my juices running down his leg. I told him to spank me harder. The harder he spanked, the wetter I became. The harder he got too. He got so hard, he could no longer take it. He tossed me on the bed ass up so he could pound my pussy. To some it may have been a force fuck, but I am a submissive whore. Men can always have their way with me, especially my son. Do you think about force fucking your mommy?

Submissive Whore Halloween

submissive whoreSubmissive whore Halloween is what I had last night. I was all prepared for a night alone doling out candy to little ghosts and goblins that knocked on my door. I even dressed up as Dorothy to get into the Halloween spirit. After a couple of hours passing out candy to the little ones, I turned off my light and settled in for the night. Around 9:15 PM there was a loud knock on the door. Every year this happens. Some older boys and girls with a lame costume come by with a pillow case for their candy saying “Trick or Treat.” I had a shit load of candy left, so I answered the door prepared to give them all of it. It was as I suspected, a group of older boys with nothing more than plastic face masks as a costume.

After I divided up the candy, something unexpected happened. They charged me. Forced me back inside of my house. Do you like rape fantasy phone sex? Well, this was no fantasy. I was pinned on the floor by four teen boys who wanted more than candy. They hurled some nasty names at me as they ripped my clothes from my body. Hands grabbed my tits while more hands groped my pussy. I struggled, but the truth was I was turned on. My master can never find out, however, because he will think I encouraged them with a sexy outfit and punish me. The boys gang banged my ass and pussy with so much force I thought they might kill me. At one point they thought it would be amusing to shove all four of their cocks up my asshole at once. I have been anally tortured before, but not like this. I lost control of my bowels. Made a huge mess that disgusted my attackers. They called me a filthy whore, pissed in my face and left.

I was half relived that they left, but also sad at the same time. What is wrong with me?

Submissive Whore Halloween Sex Toy Party

submissive whoreI attended a submissive whore sex toy party. It was a Halloween themed party too. At first I thought that just meant a costume party. I went as a French Maid. Seemed an appropriate costume for a submissive woman. I was actually quite shocked to discover that the sex toys being were Halloween inspired. I fell in love with the Frankenstein collection. You got it. Monster sized dildos with nuts and bolts for added pleasure and really huge green balls. The woman throwing the party was owned too. We drank wine, sampled the products and enjoyed girl time. I felt relieved actually to be away from the watchful eyes of masters for a little bit. That felling didn’t last long, however. All of our masters arrived about an hour into our party. Changed the dynamic drastically. We were no longer women trying out toys for our pleasure. We were submissive pets fucking ourselves for our master’s amusement. I was ordered to use the Frankenstein dildo on my ass. I hesitated too long and got slapped in the face. That was nothing compared to what would happen if I didn’t do as instructed.

rape phone sex fantasiesMy master had a surprise for me. Actually all the master’s had a surprise for us. I was giving a show to a cloaked man. He was in disguise as were several other men. Myself and the other submissive women were shredding our assholes with horrific sex toys for the entertainment of unknown men. I stopped asking questions a long time ago. Whatever my master was up to didn’t matter as long as I complied. I fucked my ass raw, but it was nothing compared to the hardcore ass fucking my maser’s cloaked friend gave me. All of us got the same treatment. My ass was prolapsed by the time he was finished. As if the anal torture was not enough, I discovered that my ass assailant was my teen son. In fact all the cloaked men assembled by our masters were our sons. I still have not decided it that was a trick or a treat. Maybe both? Do you have rape phone sex fantasies about mommy?

Submissive Phone Sex with Mommy

submissive phone sexDo you like submissive phone sex?  That is all I do. My life is 24/7 submissive.  I have not been expose to much extreme  BDSM, humiliation or torture. Why? Because I am older and have been with an old school master for decades. Think Madmen. Think 50 Shades of Gray. I am the kind of woman who knows her place. I bring you your coffee, your slippers, your drink… I do all your cooking and cleaning. You get to fuck me when you want and how you want. In my generation, women were subservient to men and their elders. It is so foreign to me that younger men want to dominate me. And dominate me in extreme ways. Same with guys of all ages on the phone. I see a trend of extreme pain and degradation being inflicted on women. I don’t know if it is misogyny, revenge, anger or a little of all three. It scares me as I search for a new master. I have had guys on the phone ask why be a submissive whore if I don’t like the way the modern dominant man treats his submissive pet? Because I don’t know how to survive in this word without a man to take care of me. I went from daddy to my husband to my boss/master. All three men owned me. All three men provided for me financially. I don’t go from dominant relationship to the next. I have had a series of 3 long term master servant relationships so it is all I know. I think I have decided my son needs to be my new master. Sure he is young, and quite capricious, but I think it is hot to be owned by a member of your own family. Think about it. Wouldn’t you have loved to force fuck your mother whenever you wanted? Share her with your friends? Pimp her out for money? And humiliate and degrade her? Maybe you can help prepare me for a world of being my son’s submissive milf phone sex slut?

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Bondage Phone Sex with a Bondage Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex? I started doing phone sex because I am an old school bondage slut, but it is really hard to restrain yourself on a call. I can easily bind my feet and my big fake tits; I can even slap a ball gag in my own mouth, but restraining my hands behind my back while talking on the phone is cumbersome to say the least. My teen son came home early from school last week while I was on a bondage call. He saw my bright blue rope wrapped around my ankles and tits. I gasped a little bit at being discovered in such a compromising position. I didn’t want to suddenly end my call; that is bad customer service. I signaled my son to be quiet and pointed to the other room. He elected to be quiet, however, he was not leaving the area. He wanted to watch his bondage whore mother tie herself up more thoroughly. Actually, I struggled giving my caller just what he wanted. I thought to myself, I could fake it. How would he know that my arms were not restrained? But, a true submissive cannot lie, so I raised my arms up to my son to restrain me. He took much pleasure in binding my arms behind my back. I let out a few yelps because the position hurt. My caller came hearing me cry and grimace in pain. My son could be vocal now. He was aroused. He pulled the ball gag out of my mouth, replaced it with his cock and refused to undo my restraints. He skull fucked me, but he was saving his cum for his mommy’s ass. He spit in my face, kicked me in the stomach, then rolled me over to sodomize me. Clearly, he had some pent up aggression for his mommy. He left me tied up with his cum oozing out of my ass. “Looks like your my bitch now, Mommy,” he seethed at me as he walked away leaving me tied up on the floor.