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I’m not allowed to say anything good about myself, so I am really hoping that Master Tomas doesn’t see this. I am a great submissive sex slave. I’m not basing this on my opinion at all. He’s never said it directly to me, but I overheard him once talking on the phone to a man he was going to pimp me out to. He told him that I was the best sub he’s ever had. I have never been more excited and grateful for someone’s opinion of me. After that, of course, I started trying even harder to do my best for Master and anyone he loaned me to.
He noticed that I was sucking his cock a little better and even told me that my pussy felt tighter. I told him that it was probably just my unconscious mind making sure he got what was coming to him every day. The more satisfied my Master is, the happier he will be. I would still do as he says no matter what, but it’s always nicer when he’s being kind to me. I don’t deserve that, but sometimes he takes pity on a whore like me and treats me like an actual human being. Would you? Or would you treat me like a little bitch?
Master has really been into bondage S&M lately. He’s been putting me on my hands and knees, tying my wrists behind my back, and spanking me. Sometimes, he just spanks me with his open hand. The feeling of his hand coming down hard on my bare flesh makes my pussy wet. I can’t let him know that, though, or he will stop doing it. I’ve learned that lesson the hard way before. I can feel my ass jiggle when he spanks me and for some reason that is what sends me over the edge, and I need to be fucked.
I usually know what to say to Master to get him to fuck me hard. He thinks he’s punishing me by being rough, but what he doesn’t know is that I love it. It makes me cum really hard, but I can never let him know that I’m having an orgasm, or he’d stop fucking my pussy. As he likes to point out, I have multiple holes for him to use. Do you want to hear more about how Master uses me? Or maybe you want to tell me how you would make me your submissive whore. I’d love to bow down to you.
I’ve known that being a submissive slut is my true calling in life for a long time now, but I recently found out that being a hero just might be in my blood. At least, I had a bunch of them in my pussy, anyway!
The house across the street caught fire and I was the only one around to help before the firefighters arrived. I charged inside the smoke filled home and helped my neighbors get their family to safety.
When the firemen showed up we were just getting out to the stoop hacking and coughing with flames hot on our heels. As they extinguished the inferno we were tended to by a hunky hottie who gave us all the attention we needed. Well, almost.
I wanted to thank him personally for taking such good care of me so a couple days later I headed down to the firehouse to show the stud my appreciation. I should’ve known that I wouldn’t just be giving my gratitude to him, I was about to share my gracious holes with the whole damn crew.
I walked in and asked if I could speak with the Captain and everyone was so kind and helpful in leading me to his office where he greeted me with a welcoming smile and a warm handshake. When I explained my reason for being there he said he knew exactly to whom I was referring and called for Jake to come in and meet with us. I was so excited that my snatch got all squishy with anticipation as we waited for him to arrive. I sat down to try to hide my excitement and settle myself but the astute chief could tell I was getting all flustered.
When Jake stepped into the office a goofy smile spread across my face. Before I could speak, the Captain told him who I was and why I was there then grabbed a handful of my hair and told me to show Jake’s cock just how much of a thankful submissive slut I am as he pushed me down to the floor. With my head held close to his crotch, I pulled that giant hose out of Jake’s pants and primed it with my hot mouth, getting it ready to fill me up and spray me down. A bit envious of his underling, Captain slapped me in the face with his veiny fuck tube and started cramming it into my gob too! The two pipemen worked my filthy mouth over until they were ready for more then threw me up on the desk for easy access to my horny holes.
As Jake pushed me down on my back and ran his loveline deep inside my fiery funbox, Cap went to the door and called the rest of the crew in to get a little respect and recognition. I took on every last one of them as they rotated around the desk making me jerk and suck and take all of their cocks in both of my happy fuck holes.
They’re quite the team, even had their load blowing down to a scorching science. All at once, every last one of them exploded all over me, blasting me like a circle of busted open, cum spewing fire hydrants, momentarily extinguishing my everlasting longing for that sweet fuck juice.
Now I’m the entire brigade’s submissive slut. Whenever they need a helping cunt, they call on Badge Bunny Bo.
Even though I have been serving Master Tomas for a while now, he tells me and shows me all of the time that my slave training is never really complete. His tastes sometimes change and that means I need to re-learn how to please him properly. But I don’t mind because I always want to make sure he is sexually satisfied. He’s always much nicer to me when he’s happy. Sometimes he even lets me eat dinner 4at the table and sleep in a bed instead of my cage when I’m doing a good job of keeping him and his cock satisfied.
Lately, Master has been very into taking me out and humiliating me in public. Sometimes he makes me walk up to someone and tell them I’m a submissive whore who serves Master Tomas. Sometimes we walk through the lingerie section of a fancy department store, and he humiliates me by making me announce very loudly that I’m a whore. It really embarrasses me when he makes me ask him if I can suck his cock in the dressing room. Do you want to hear more about his newest fantasy with me? Give me a call, please, so I can satisfy you, too!
Master tells me all of the time that I’m good for nothing except sex. I am just three warm holes that he can fuck anytime he wants to. Even if I’m not in the mood, it doesn’t matter. That’s when the fun stuff that I get to talk about on calls involving rape phone sex fantasies begins. When Master forces himself on me, it really puts me in my place and reminds me that I am only good for one thing. Well, I guess that would be three things if you count all the holes that I can be fucked in.
Do you have rape fantasies that you would like to role play with me? Master loves it when I get calls like that because I get degraded, and it means that I have something to tell him about. Sometimes he just likes to hear about it and jerk off while denying me his cock. But then when I tell him I’m not in the mood, he loves to push me down and shove his cock in my pussy or asshole against my will. If you want to hear more or tell me how you’d rape me, please call me, Sir.
Master had a Super Bowl party the other day and he invited a LOT of strong, handsome alpha males. I think that’s the only kind of man he hangs out with, anyway. I swear, they were just walking around with hard cocks waiting their turn with me and my pussy was so excited that I came all over every dick that thrust inside me. Every time I looked up, there was a new cock in my face, and I had no choice but to suck it, no matter how tired my mouth and jaw were. Master doesn’t care about things like that. My comfort is not what matters to him.
He made me stand up completely naked in the living room during the halftime show and dance like I was in a rap video. He walked over and slapped me across the face when I stopped for a second to catch my breath. He told me to just breathe while moving and that if I was short of breath, he didn’t care. I was there for their entertainment only. Do you want to hear more details about my night? I’d love to tell you what it’s like to be a gangbang phone sex slut.
I really did think I was the most submissive slut this side of the Mississippi, but last night I got taken to a whole new level of superior slut submission. I got myself all dressed up in red leather and lace, to better show my body off at a Valentine’s party that one my most deviant girlfriend invited me to. It sounded sketchy and very mysterious, and I’m not going to lie, that excited my whorish cunt, and my nipples were so hard they could cut glass. She wouldn’t even tell me the location. She sent a car to pick me up and when the driver arrived, he put his hand over my red lips and placed a blindfold over my eyes and said sternly, “It’s for your own safety, Miss.” I sat back and tried to assess my atmosphere. The car smelled of sex, leather and fear sweat. In a matter of moments, I felt more than one warm hand roughly grab me. I was shocked to find that I wasn’t in the limo alone. Their grips were tight and strong. I had never felt so aroused and afraid at the same time. ‘What is going to happen to me?’ I thought to myself and hadn’t realized I said it out loud until somebody immediately shoved a red ball gag in my mouth and told me to shut the fuck up like a good little whore.
What happened next is something I’d like to play out with you, Master.
I understand that we all have fetishes that get us excited, but today I want to talk to you about something a little wilder. Have you ever called a submissive pet like me for extreme fetish phone sex? I know that the word “extreme” is subjective, but when I use it, I am talking about the most out there, wild, twisted, and fucked up fetishes you have ever fantasized about. Use me. Degrade me. Abuse me. And I am not talking about soft abuse like spankings, hair pulling, and putting me in my cage for the night. Show me the meaning of the word extreme when you abuse and punish me.
Even though I’ve asked you to be super extreme with me, I still won’t tell you what to do to and with me. It’s not permitted when you’re submissive like me. All I know is that my purpose here on Earth is to make sure you get what you need, Sir. My Master tells me that if I don’t, I’m really going to regret it, and when he says that he really means it. Let me show you what a good girl I can be.
As you know, I’m a submissive whore to my Master. He told me the other day that he felt like my callers weren’t understanding the fact that he really wants them to use and abuse me. You know, the way he and everyone he shares me with do in real life. Oh, and Master said that even if you don’t know exactly what you are in the mood for or would like to use me for, you can still call. I have lots of stories about things he’s done to me and surely that’ll give you an idea.
I am not ever allowed to say ‘no’ to you, no matter how humiliating your requests are. I know that you don’t respect women, especially submissive sluts like me. Now is the time when you get to say out loud all of the things it’s no longer politically correct to say about women. Men are superior and I am not one of those woke women who think we’re equals. I know that I am only here on this earth to please you and make your cock happy. Other than that, I know that I need to stay in my lane and keep my head down.