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Bondage phone sex makes my cunt wet. Are you good with knots? My caller asked me why I liked being tied up and defenseless last night and I had no good answer for him. Sure daddy tied me up, but I hated it. I think my only real answer is that I am submissive and I enjoy not knowing what might happen next. Plus, I like being under your control. Last night, my master sent me to the bondage club. He could not go because he had no good excuse for his wife to explain why he was going out on a Friday night. It is funny. My master is dominant with me, but not his wife. I think I am the wife he wished he had married. I know I am. He just loves being a sensual dom. He loves that I am a bondage whore. In his prime, no one could tie a bitch up better. Recently, he has enjoyed a rejuvenation of bondage thanks to modern medicine. This BDSM club in our city is a newer club. It emerged in the post Covid world after a few other clubs were forced to close because of mandatory shutdowns. This is a swank club. I must dress up and men cannot get in without a woman, but women can get in the club solo. I dressed up in a nice black dress and slipped on some high heels. I am always the oldest woman in the club, but that is okay. I like showing up the other whores. When I arrived, I was paired with Michael. Master had it planned out, but he failed to tell me the details. Michael could tie a knot better than a trained sailor. Of course, he was much younger than master. I was put on display like a prized pony. I was contorted in so many awkward poses and left for 30 mins or more in every pose so guys could fuck me. This club was supposed to be no sexual contact. Turns out Michael owns the club, and he is friends with master. Michael has seen me in the club and decided he wanted me, at least for a night, and master just handed me over on a sliver platter. Michael fucked master’s submissive whore for hours, and so did other men. I could not fight. I was too contorted to even move. I might have two masters now, oh joy.
I am a submissive whore on the phone but in the real world too. Even though phone sex is fantasy, some of my callers can make it seem so real that I forget I am on the phone. I spoke with a new phone master last night. He wanted a submissive mommy. I have a son and daughter who hate me, but I would love to be their sex slaves, especially for my son. This caller wanted a mommy who tended to his every need on his terms. When he wants served and where he wants served. He was in the right place. This mommy took care of his cock before school, after school and as much as I could in between. This was one horny boy indeed of cock worshiping. I was a good mommy whore for him. Sucking his cock was not enough. He wanted to drop a load in my pussy. The problem was that mommy has a used cunt. I birthed two brats; men fist me; they also ravage my cunt sometimes two at a time. Stands to reason that mommy’s cunt is just not very tight anymore. So, he fucked my ass. He did a lot more to mommy’s whore ass too. This phone son was just as brutal on my fuck holes as my own son has been sometimes. Only difference is my phone son wants to fuck mommy. My son, however, only fucks me as punishment or when he is in a foul mood and I am readily available to be his punching bag. I do not mind being anyone’s punching bag. On or off the phone I know my place. My phone son fucked my ass with such force he prolapsed it. My asshole was on the outside. It hurt. Especially when he put hot sauce on the prolapse to add some extra pain. Luckily this was just submissive phone sex. I have been brutally fucked in the ass before. I have suffered a few anal prolapses too. But this caller was brutal. I guess whoever is next has to up his game. Hopefully, I can handle it.
Submissive phone sex means you are in charge. I may have a master in my real life, but on the phone you are King. My master was the one who found me this job. He was worried about me having a job once he retires completely. He has me set up with a 401 K and he also bought my house, but I am in my early 40s and master is in his early 70s. I still need to work. This has been the perfect job. I was hesitant at first. I did not know what to expect. I have not had many jobs in my life. But all of them have required me to be a submissive whore. I met master in a BDSM club where I was cocktail waitressing. That was my first job. I was not even 21 yet serving drinks. I was a busty, young, red-head slave and the owner of the club only saw dollar signs so he got me a fake ID so I could be in his club. Once I met master, he moved me from NYC to LA and I became his full-time slave and paralegal. Phone sex is only my third job, but it pays well and keeps my skills as a subby bitch honed.
Last night, I did a long call with a guy who put me through the ringer. I did not even try faking anything because he was a seasoned master. He would have known. It started with me describing my body to him. Then it went into punishment. I fucked my cunt with all sorts of things I had in the house, including a rolling pen and a hair brush. I even had to spank my bare ass a few times with my hand and my hair brush. My ass is still sore. Most days, I am grateful that I have a submissive sex phone job, but days like today, when I can barely sit, I regret it, LOL.