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Submissive sex is the only sex for me. A man’s sexual gratification is all that matters. A stupid worthless cunt like me doesn’t deserve to cum. I am just a vessel for a man’s cum. A cum dumpster. A toilet. I know that. Of course you know that. Every man I encounter knows that too. I met a guy Sunday at Easter service. Even a religious man looked me in the eyes and told me I looked like the perfect whore to use. So he did. Followed me back to my place. He ripped my nice church dress off of me. “You don’t deserve to wear such nice things,” he yelled . My daughter acted scared. She knew him. He was her youth minister. She didn’t know this side of him. I was not sure if she knew this side of me. He made me fuck my whore cunt with a big dildo while telling my daughter her mommy was just a cum dump stupid whore repeatedly. He made me say all sorts of degrading things about myself to my daughter while he pissed in my face. He kicked me in the pussy while pissing down my throat. I just kept repeating over and over, “I’m a dumb stupid cunt,” while he humiliated me in front of my baby girl. She looked mortified and aroused. My master for the moment made it obvious that he wanted to fuck my daughter. She was a virgin still. I may be a submissive whore, but I am a good mommy. I wanted to fight him when he shoved his dick into her baby cunt, but I couldn’t. She looked at me for help, I looked away in shame as her former youth minister popped her cherry on my beige living room rug. Once he busted his nut into her swollen cunt, he made me lick her cherry juice off his cock. “Guess you are a worthless mother too, Bernie,” he said to me as he pointed to the huge red stain on the carpet. I am such a worthless whore, I let men do what they want to my daughter too.
Submissive Whore. If you look up the term, pretty sure you will see my picture, or at the very least a clear description of my life. My mother taught me at a young age, through example, that a woman’s job was to serve men, especially her husband. I got married at 20, started birthing babies immediately as a good wife is barefoot and pregnant, right? My mother greeted my daddy when he came home from work with a Martini and his slippers. In a more modernized world, I greeted my husband after a long day of work, naked and on all fours. His slippers in my mouth, his cold beer in my ass. I would blow him while he watched Jeopardy, then go make him dinner. My ass was the TV tray for his meal. I knew not to speak during dinner, because the TV was better company than my mouth. I am just a stupid cunt with nothing important to say anyway. When it was time for bed, I would blow him again, then let him do whatever he wanted to me. Usually, I was his bondage whore in the bedroom. He would tie up my hands and feet. Men like a docile woman when ravaging their asses. My husband was brutal too. Fists, baseball bats, wine bottles… anything huge, he liked to shove up my back door. I wasn’t permitted to ever cum. Nor could I speak or cry without being beaten. Sadly, my husband died in a car accident, leaving me empty. I have a former boss who has been a good surrogate as a Master, but he is getting up there in age and not able to use and abuse me the way he could a decade ago. My oldest son is attempting to fill the void left by his father because he knows a submissive slut like his momma needs constant supervision and training. I have gone from one Master, to many. Maybe you would like to be one too?
Submissive whore is what I am in every sense of the word. Always have been a good little bitch. I do as I am told. I never question orders, even if I know it will cause me a lot of pain. I take my punishment too. I try to be a good fuck slut, but I am a dumb stupid cunt, so sometimes I don’t follow instructions down to the letter, which gets me in a world of trouble with the wrong master. That happened this weekend. My boss pimped me out to his brother for the weekend. I was bought for the weekend to service a group of Japanese business men with peculiar tastes. Most Asian men I have known, just want to go to a titty bar filled with blonde whores with big tits. This group was into extreme BDSM. When I arrived, I was pushed into a dungeon. My master’s brother, immediately stripped me naked and put a ball gag in my mouth. The Asian posse cheered him on, giving him instructions on what to do to me. I was strung up in the air in some chained swing torture device. My surrogate master inserted a spreader bar to keep my legs open wide.
His guests lined up to whip my “whore” cunt. One after another, they took turns with a leather whip on my pussy. I got whipped so hard, I was peeing, which made them just want to whip me harder. Various items were used to torture my pussy and ass. Besides a wide assortment of leather whipping devices, I was fucked with wine bottles, fists, a baseball bat and an electric cattle prod. The more they shocked me, the more I pissed. It was a vicious cycle for me, because the more I pissed, the more intense the shock was but the shock made me piss more. I was in that dungeon all weekend. No food. No drink. The floor was my toilet. I saw none of the money, took all of the abuse. But that is a whore’s job.
Prostate milking is not a fun job. But, if you are a submissive fuck slut like I am, when a man tells you to drain his balls this way, you have no choice but to do it. Master is a peculiar guy. One moment nicest boss in the world, spoiling me with gifts and bonuses. The next moment beating me for a typo. I have learned he has varied tastes. I have also learned to never say no. He doesn’t always get off during our encounters. He says it is because I am a stupid old whore who is a better punching bag than fuck doll. Because of this, I am forced to drain his balls the only way I can-with a big ass strap on dildo or my long strong fingers. Today, he wanted my strap on up his ass. So, I bent him over, lubed up his asshole and my dildo and started fucking his tight ass to massage his prostate. He told me the reason why so many guys are gay is that the male G-spot is the prostate. Apparently when it is massaged by finger, dildo or cock, a man has the best cum of his life. A ball draining cum that traditional sex doesn’t do for him. Most masters are not gay, so prostate phone sex with my dildo suffices. I was uncomfortable in the position of being the fucker. I’m used to being the one who is fucked. But once I found my rhythm and saw how pleased Master was his anal pounding, I started to enjoy the position of being on top. I started grunting like a man. He was leaking pre cum that was more than most men cum with me. There really was something to this prostate draining. When I tapped his prostate for the last time, he shot a volcanic load of cum. The largest load I had ever seen him shoot. I thought my job was over, but then he made me suck the shit covered dildo so I would never forget my place as a submissive pig.
I like bondage phone sex games. When I first got into bondage it was pretty vanilla. I’d be bound and gagged, sometimes blindfolded for what I considered to be more psychological games. Think 9 1/2 Weeks. Maybe there would be some spanking or breast play. So when an old friend I met at a bondage club in the late 80s found me on Facebook and wanted to hook up, I assumed we would have some old fashioned bondage fun. I guess I am a dumb whore for assuming his kinks haven’t intensified over the years.
I let him restrain me. I was there on my living room floor, helpless like I was 2 decades ago. When he dragged me by my bound feet and started kicking me in the pussy, I knew he had evolved into a hardcore extreme bondage kind of guy. I just prayed snuff was not his thing. He ripped my panties off, forced me on all fours and inserted an anal hook in my ass. If he had just placed the hook in my ass, I would have been okay. I like ass play. I have always been an anal whore. What he did was torture. He dragged me around my house by the anal hook. It was in me so deep, I thought my ass would prolapse. He had me oink like a pig as he pissed all over the floor dragging me around like a red headed mop.
He even lifted me up in the air by the hook to force me to suck his cock. As I trembled and grimaced in pain, he pissed down my throat. His strength scared me, yet turned me on too. He was a different man now. Meaner, more dominate. By the time he was done using me as his anal rag doll, my ass was gaping open and pretty battered. I’m sitting on an ice pack as I tell my tale hoping someone will give my ass a bit of the hair of the dog that bit it. I am a glutton for punishment.