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As a submissive phone sex slut, I stay busy on the phone. The longer I do this, the more regulars I amass. But it is also a sign of the times, how busy I am on the phone. Guys are getting more and more aggressive towards women. There is more misogyny than ever. This is not a complaint. I was born to be a slave and a punching bag. Master may not be overly aggressive with me in a physical way, but it would be okay if he was. I understand there is a lot of pressure on men these days. Women cock tease more. The Me Too movement made women feel like they could cry foul if a guy looked at them twice. Women can lie about guys, cock tease them mercilessly and ruin a man with one word. Sure, many men have rape phone sex fantasies for women, but few ever act on them. I am here for men with such fantasies. I will not scream Me Too or try to cancel a man. I am a good whore. I know that men are superior, and I am weak, dumb and inferior. Men can use women however they want and there should never be women fighting against that. I am a sure thing. I do what most women find degrading. I will never understand how a rape fantasy, or hardcore anal, or cum on the face, or ass to mouth play are degrading. They are things women should be doing and that they should be proud to do for men. I think because I think like I do that is why I stay busy on the phone. Men need women like me. Every man needs a submissive slut in the bedroom. If your woman thinks she is too good to be treated like a whore, come find me. I know better.
Bondage phone sex is popular. I have lots of stories going back to when I was a little girl. I guess you could say that I have spent most of my life tied up. Master loves tying me to my office chair. He finds it amusing to watch me struggle to do my work for him tied up like that. This day, he left the office with me tied to the chair. He never leaves me tied up. He may go to the bathroom. He may go down and check the mail. But yesterday, he left me for hours. Hours. I was still tied to the chair when the janitor came in. I do not like that guy. He is super pervy. He pulled his cock out of his pants and forced his dick into my mouth. I love cock worshiping my master, but this was not master. This was the help. I know I am the help too, but this was not master. This was not one of his friends. This was the pervy old janitor taking advantage of a situation. I knew my master would not be happy. But I was tied tightly to the chair. There was nothing I could do. I was paralyzed in a way. The janitor shot his old nasty load of spunk all over my face and left me tied up. I pleaded with him to untie me. I thought master had forgotten about me or got in a car wreck or something. It was not like him to just leave the building like that. I had to pee. The janitor just laughed at me and told me I was not his problem. When master came back and saw me, he was not upset. He laughed at his submissive whore. I had cum on my face and in my hair. I had pissed myself too. Turns out master paid the janitor to abuse me like that. I was surprised. Master rarely likes to share his prized slave.
I am a bondage and submission whore. You do not need to bind me to get me to bend to your ways, however. Most men in my life know I will always submit. They just like to tie me up and watch me suffer sometimes. Master is part owner in a bondage club. He has left his stake to me in his will. One day, I will own half of a BDSM club. That will help me financially when I am no longer working with him or maybe I get too old to do phone sex. I am an owned whore, but I have a very benevolent master. We love each other. And, if I had met him before he got married, no doubt I would be his wife. The problem was that I was only in diapers when he met his wife. He is over 20 years older than me. But he takes good care of his submissive whore. I can go to the club anytime I want. I do not need an escort because all the men at the club know me as the owner’s prized pony. That makes me coveted by many male patrons. I am allowed to let anyone of them use me if they do not cum inside me or leave any kinds of marks on my body other than rope burns. Hal understood the rules. He knew what was at stake if he violated any of them. Apparently, he did not care. He got escorted out of the club and banned for life. While we were in one of the sex rooms, he tied me up to a St. Andrew’s cross. There was some light flogging to start. But as he whipped me, I could see him getting aroused. He liked my pain a little too much and broke the skin. I was screaming for help because he wanted to tear all the flesh from my bones. Those were his words, not mine. The cavalry came and I ended up in the ER. To protect the club, and its owners, I never mentioned the club. I told the hospital that I was a bondage whore and a guy I met on Tinder got too rough with me. It is only a little white lie. Even as sore as I am today, I must protect my master and his interests as best as I can.
Submissive sex is all I am good for. Men tell me that all the time on the phone. Sometimes I get to do something out of the box for me like be a guy’s mommy, but even then, I am still submissive. I do not know how to be anything but submissive. When I talked to Bob last night, he just wanted his mommy to do everything he said. I did not disobey him. He wanted to punish his mommy for being a whore with every other man but her. His mother was a stripper in the 80s and had wild parties at her house. Sex parties. Bob was always ignored. Likely because his cock was not big enough yet for his mommy and her hot friends. When he became a teenager, his sexy milf phone sex mama would seduce his school friends. She would also pick up random men at bars and bring them home. Sounds like a cock teasing mommy to me. We roleplayed one night when he was still a teen boy. I came home drunk from the strip club smelling like a porn star. That was because I let me jizz on me all night at the club for tips. My baby boy was waiting up for me but this time he wanted to fuck mommy. I did not want my own son to fuck me. He got mouthy and aggressive with me, and when I attempted to walk away, he grabbed my arm and pinned it behind my back. He walked me backwards until my back was against the wall. He shoved his fingers up my whore cunt. Soon after he had his entire fist in his mother’s cunt. I was cumming so hard that I could not deny that I wanted my boy too. I have been a submissive whore to my son, but not regularly. I always wished that my son would become my true master.
I am an office submissive slut. That does not mean I am not submissive other places too. It just means when I am in the office, I am way more than just a paralegal. I am down to one day, maybe two days, a week in the office with my long-time master. He is retiring soon, although has been saying that for 5 years now. He does not want to fully retire because that means he might not ever see me. He is married and it is tough to explain absences for long periods of time to his wife. In the office, however, he is doing “work.” He does have a legal case we are working on right now, but the pressing issue was his backed up old balls. He has not cum in weeks. I know what that means. Prostate milking. I am as good at being submissive as I am at milking master’s old backed up balls. He wanted a show first. I knew he would. Men are visual. I masturbated my cunt for him. Not with my fingers, however. I used whatever office supplies I could find. A stapler, a pen…. He wanted bigger, so I took the round pen holder, dumped the pens out and inserted this fat round thing in my cunt like it was a speculum. It gaped my hole, which is what master wanted to see. I scooted the office chair near him so I could slide my finger up his ass. My legs straddled the arms of his office chair, while my finger worked in and out of his ass. The goal was to milk his old balls, so he could nut all over my body. I prefer that over in my mouth. When he is backed up like this, his spunk can be rather pungent. But I am a good submissive sex doll for him. I drained his backed up testicles and licked his old nasty spunk off my big boobs like the perfect office whore I am.
I love being a bondage whore. I do not like to be one with just anyone though. My dad? Never. He left me tied to a bed for 10 hours a day, making me sit in my own piss. I was not a fan of that. My master? I love being his office whore. He ties me to my desk chair, and I still must do work, which is a challenge. But with master, if I must pee, he lets me go to the bathroom or if I am being punished, I must pee in a cup which is better than sitting in your own piss. Men other than my master? It is a gamble. I am allowed to go to this bondage club that master owns a stake in. Everyone there knows I am an owned bitch. Sometimes, men I meet at the club take his submissive whore home. Not to fuck. I am mot permitted to fuck men. Even though many men have tried to fuck me, I always assume it is a loyalty test or something. So, I follow the rules. This guy last night was not interested in fucking me. He was, however, interested in tying me up like a package for hours. I love being tied up because of the vulnerability, but I do not want to be tied up indefinitely. And I do not want to be left for God knows how long. He was with me for a couple hours. He was chugging ice-tea and lemonade so he could piss on me. I was on my floor, bound and gagged, and now covered in piss. Master pisses on my occasionally, but it is mostly on accident because he has old prostate issues. This guy was young and clearly into things like golden showers phone sex. He left me there. My daughter found me in the morning when she got up for school. Did she help me? Nope. She took pictures, laughed at me and told me I smelled like a Porta-Potty. The life of a subby whore is never boring.