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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.
Master knows how hard it is to get dried cum off my face and out of my hair afterward loves setting me up for bukkake parties with his horny friends. I don’t get to wipe each load from my body as we go, so by the time they’re all done with me, I look like a road that’s got an inch-thick layer of ice on it or something. He knows that the act of a man cumming on my face is already something I find humiliating, and when he adds in the fact that I have to let it build up over the course of the night, it’s really bad.
He usually saves this for when I have been extra bad and ask him if I can have a night off from swallowing multiple loads of his cum. I really should know better than that, but somehow, I keep messing up. I guess that is what happens when you’re nothing more than three wet holes for Master to fuck. I think that just since you had to read my miserable thoughts, you should call me for some kinky bukkake phone sex and let me make it all up to you!
It might be a new year, but I am the same submissive slut that I always have been. I’m here and ready to make sure that your 2022 is everything you hope that it will be sexually. All I care about in life is making sure that big, strong men like you get everything they want and need. I know that it’s not that you just want to use and abuse women like me. It’s what you need. I accept it, but that is not to say that sometimes I won’t be sassy and say no. Then you can really stick it to me.
What would you do to me if I refused something you demanded of me? Would you spank me with a spiky paddle? Would you tie me up to the bed and torture me with hot wax, nipple clamps, and maybe even put clams on my clit and pussy lips? I know that those are just a few options, and you may desire something even more sinister. I know that whatever you do to me, I deserve it. Whip me, burn me, use me as your personal sex slave. I am ready for you right now, Sir.
When I first met my Master, I hated the taste of cum and I told him that. I think that’s why he turned me into a cum eating phone sex whore. In the beginning, when I was bad and disobeyed him, he would make sure that I ended up with a mouth full of his cum when he knew I didn’t want it. Sometimes he would even take me to glory holes and make me eat the cum of random men that I didn’t even know. I couldn’t even see their faces since they had their dicks through a hole.
But the time that really humiliated me was the time Master made me eat the cum of homeless men. He asked me to do something for him while he was at work, and when he got home, I didn’t have the task finished. So, he took me downtown and told every man there that I would suck them off and eat their cum. I begged him to not make me do it, but he said I’d never learn otherwise. I sobbed the whole time, but I ate every single load they shot in my mouth.