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I was always taught to be the best submissive whore.

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Ever since I was very young, I have always been taught to be the best submissive whore. My family was really big on being obedient and listening to what the men and elders in the family had to say. We were always taught to only speak when spoken to and to never ever look one of the older Dominant males in the eyes. That was grounds for the ass-beating of a life time.

I still remember the worst beating I ever received like it was yesterday. My Grandfather was speaking to me about my grades and I interrupted him trying to explain why my older male teacher was being unfair. That was by far the wrong thing to do, little did I know my teacher was actually one of my Grandfathers colleagues and they had spoken about me on numerous occasions.

Quickly grabbing me by the hair, just smugly laughing at my protests, my Grandfather drug me across the room tying me to a sawhorse that had been specially made in my family for spankings. You see, it had been handed down for many generations and everyone was very proud of it but very scared of it at the same time. At the bottom, it had these cuffs that my hands and feet were strapped to after I was bent over the leather padded top. I could hear the practice crack of the whip as I noticed my mother standing off in the background. I could see the pained look on her face as she shook her head in disapproval of my actions.

With crack after crack of the whip, my ass started to sting worse than anything I could ever describe. It literally felt like he was laying my flesh open as he spanked me. I will spare you what happened next unless you want to hear it. I’d love to share with you some time if you really wanna know just how fucked up things got that day.

Submissive Phone Sex: The First Day Of Training!

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Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry that I wasn’t able to get back to you sooner if you’ve been keeping up with my story. So if you haven’t read my previous blog, my Master took me to a special action to help with my recent behavior. The man who bought me was huge, and demanding and told me he was going to “Fix” my attitude problem. 

Just like I was told, I made sure all of my holes were cleaned out before meeting up at the location I was given on this little business card. I thought it was kinda weird though. He had me meet him at the public library in the middle of town. I came dressed in the slutty little schoolgirl outfit my master had handed me that morning. Before leaving the house he informed me that I had to do everything the man said. That the faster I was an obedient little slut for him the sooner I would be released to come home. 

As I stood there waiting for someone to approach me, I felt a presence come up behind me. A hand clasping around my mouth as a blindfold was slipped over my face. “Hello, Slut.” I heard the deep brooding voice beckon from behind me. Totally unsure of what was about to happen, I felt myself being loaded up into a vehicle. All I could think of was the people always telling you about the p-vans and taking candy from strangers. 

I was terrified honestly. We drove to this place, that smelled old and musty like it was a log cabin in the woods that no one had occupied for some time. Once inside, I was pushed to my knees where I knelt for what felt like forever. Fear encased my body as I began trembling, my heart racing. The fact that he could literally do anything to me, was making my pussy wetter than it had been in some time. 

Just then I heard a few other voices accompanying him in the room. Panic began to take over as I felt them all touching me, stripping me naked as I was strung up by a chain in the middle of the room. Totally exposed to them, bare, cold. Ready to be toyed with at their expense. 

“Are you ready, Slut?” The Dominant asked, nodding my head I let out a whimper. Quickly feeling a whip snap across my ass, I cried out in pain. “Now, once more… Are you ready, Slut?” He asked. 

Letting out another whimper I shook my head once more. Before feeling the whip crack across my bare flesh again. 

“Yes, Sir.” Is the correct response he said in his booming voice as the men around him chuckled. I could tell he was getting frustrated with me as he continued. Their hands moved back to touch me as I softly whimpered “Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.” 

Feeling him caressing my face as he called me a “Good slut.” was such an amazing feeling. The way he touched me and rubbed my pussy still sent aching chills through me. Sitting here thinking of it is making me wet, I think I’m gonna go and rub on myself for a bit! Feel free to come and join me! Next story I’ll tell you about how all three of them took me. 

Submissive Slut Training: Auctioned and Taken… What will happen next?

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Just the other night my Master told me he was through with my bratty bullshit attitude, and that he was going to teach me how to be a proper submissive slut, and show me what it was like to be a real sub. I joked and asked him if it came with a hoagie roll, and he wasn’t too impressed. That night he made me sit on my knees, with my hands resting on my thighs, waking me every time I started to nod off from exhaustion. He didn’t let me up until he was finally ready to go to bed, then he made me sleep right next to him on the floor with only a small blanket and my stuffed rabbit for comfort.

So you can imagine how shocked I was when he picked me up from college earlier today, actually calling me out of class. Making sure I got in the back seat of the car, I could already tell my face was super red with embarrassment as I climbed in asking him what was going on. He just sat there silent, eyeing me in the rearview mirror. Only speaking enough to express his disdain for the outfit I had chosen to wear.

A short while later we pulled up in front of this creepy building that honestly looked like it belonged in a horror film. It was probably one of the scariest places I’ve ever seen in my whole life. And rightfully so, now that I know what it was for. As I reached for the door, I realized he had the child locks on. Rolling down my window a bit, he handed me some steel handcuffs and a blindfold. Instructing me to put the blindfold on before exiting the car, I just looked up at him, fear and need crossing my face.

BDSM phone sexOnce he finally allowed me to exit the vehicle, he firmly shackled my hands behind my back before guiding me to the building. The creaking of the heavy metal door let eerie chills run up my spine as we stepped inside. There was on odd smell in the air, mixed with rusty metal and maybe like a machine shop oil smell. I was honestly terrified of what was about to happen. Although I trusted that my Master had my best interests at heart.

My heart was racing as I was led across the hard concrete floor, I could hear the hushed tones of male voices surrounding me filled with soft whimpers from the women that accompanied them.  “Step up” was all my Master said as he pushed me towards a platform where he quickly began undressing me in front of everyone. I could tell I was in a room filled with people, their breathing and coughing, hushed tones filling the room. I was so nervous.

Before I knew it, he had removed the blindfold from my eyes. Allowing me to see all of the people placed before me. Then I realized what was going on. They were bidding, and I was next in line. Looking at my Master in shock he just motioned for me to continue, stepping forward as I saw hands begin to rise as the silent auction went on. “I told you, I was going to teach you a lesson pet. You’ll see how good I actually am to you,” he whispered into my ear.

Check back for more of the story tomorrow, I’m about to head out and meet the guy who bid the highest. All he told me was to make sure all of my holes were cleaned out and ready to be used. And that I brought my attutide with me so he could take care of it! I’m so nervous! Wish me luck. ♥

Let me be your perfect little cock worshiping whore.

Cock Worshiping

Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve always fantasized about being a little cock worshiping whore. I love the attention that I get from all of the older guys while I’m dressed in slutty little outfits basically throwing myself at them. It’s such an amazing feeling, to be touched and fondled by older men like a dirty needy little whore.

The very first time I was ever treated like a slut was by my English teacher. I could tell he’d been eying me the whole school year, and finally, at mid-term, he pulled me into his office to tell me I’d been failing his class. I’m sure he could see the disappointed look on my face, as he moved across the room. “Well, I do have one option for you to fix it.” She said as he clicked the door locked.

“Come over here, and get on your knees, Breanne,” he said in low hushed tones as I slowly made my way over. Looking up at him with my big pretty eyes I obediently opened my mouth accepting every inch of his shaft. I could tell he really loved shoving it deep enough to make me gag, causing tears to roll down my cheeks.

That day he showed me a whole new side of myself. My “Flower” began to tingle as he continued, dripping, making my panties so incredibly wet. I didn’t know then but he was changing my life as I knew it. Turning me into a cock craving slut.
The moment he bent me over the side of his desk, pushing himself all the way into my tight wet cunt, I cried out. His hand reached out to cover my mouth as I squirmed. His cock was so big! I still think about it to this day.

Being the best little submissive slut in the town!

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There’s something amazing about being public and open about being a submissive slut. Just the looks I get from Dominant men as I wear my collar to the stores or the ones that can tell that my tits are all bound up under the shirts I wear. There’s something intriguing about it.

The other day when I was out getting groceries at the market, I was approached by this tall dark handsome man. “Hello dear, my name is Mark” he whispered into my ear. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck as I whimpered like a dirty little slut right there in the middle of the store.

“I want you to finish shopping, and put your groceries away. Then stand by the side of your car patiently waiting for me,” he said without a second thought before walking away.

I quickly finished my shopping and hurried out to my car. Standing there after putting everything in the trunk, my hands together behind my back as I waited. Thinking to myself if this was really a situation I wanted to put myself in.

“Hello, my little slut.” He said, my heart beginning to race. At this point, I knew I was fucked. “Strip,” he said, and I quickly obliged, my face becoming a deep red color as I knew anyone walking by could see.

“Good girl,” he said softly, my heart racing as I looked up at him biting my lip. His hand reached out to toy with my nipple. “Impressive work, do it yourself?” he asked admiring the ropes tied firmly around my breasts and chest. Nodding I whimpered feeling him pinching my swollen achy nipple.

“Bend over the hood, I’m going to take you now,” he said motioning in the direction he wanted me to move. Shakily I moved, bending over my ass in the air as I anxiously waited for his touch. Looking up, I noticed he was gone. He left.

Will I ever see him again, I’ve thought of him non stop since the last time.

Daddy really stepped up his spanking phone sex game.


Spanking phone sex

Daddy really stepped up his spanking phone sex game on our last call. I was laying there in bed rubbing myself when all of a sudden the phone rang! He said he wanted to do a session and that he’d be nice this time, and come to find out he had anything but being nice in mind! You see, I was laying there minding my own business when he told me to go grab my hairbrush! Now, I have a huge rectangle hair brush that really really hurts when I get spanked with it! So, I tried to play it off like I had it and use my hand instead! He was so so so mad, he yelled at me and told me I was “A bad little whore” and then made me prove I had my hairbrush by rubbing the bristles against my fingers and making noise with it. You should have seen how red my ass was after the session! It was terrible, and it hurt for days to sit on it, it still stings just thinking about it.

If you send me an email and request to see the photo I may just send you one of my pretty red ass!

I’ll be the best submissive slut you’ve ever seen just tell me what to do, baby.

Submissive SlutI’ll wait on my knees for you like a good submissive slut, Sir. Living to please you in every way possible, my body a temple for you to use to please yourself. I worship you and would let you do anything you wanted to me. I need you, Sir. Please fuck me and use me like your own personal dirty little whore.

Do you think you have what it takes to really work me over and make me submit to you? Causing me to get the sub-drop state of obsession? That’s what I want, I want to be so obsessed with my Dominant that he’s all I can think about every moment of every day. My pussy just dripping, with the thoughts of pleasing him and making him want me so much.

Let me show you I’ll do anything you want, come play with me… Please, Sir.

Torture Phone Sex Is The Quickest Way To Get Me Soaked!

 

Torture Phone Sex

Torture phone sex is something I’ve always had quite a soft spot for. I love the idea of being used like a worthless little whore while I get used and abused by a hot older man and his friends. I love the marks and bruises being abused leaves behind, looking at them throughout the day literally makes my pussy drip every time I see them on my milky white skin. The red welts of love left behind after being whipped, or the deep purple bruises after I’ve been bit, a little too hard. That’s what I crave, what I spend tons of time just daydreaming about.

Would you like to come to show me what you’ve got, see if you have what it takes to really make my pussy wet and achy for you? It takes a true Dominant to really get me going. Someone who just has that Dominant air about them, the one that makes me crave them like a needy little whore.

Tonight I had an amazing phone call with a guy who actually kinda took me by surprise. At first, I didn’t think he had it in him, but them it got really dark and amazing as the call went on. He talked about pinching my nipples until they bled with vice grips, and using a car battery to shock my pussy. Now that’s fucking hot.

After that call my pussy was so wet I just had to go rub one out again, moaning like a slut while I replayed the whole conversation in my head. That’s the kinda Dominant I need, one that really leaves a lasting impression.

There’s no better thing, than Bare Bottom Spanking to punish a slut!

Bare Bottom SpankingBare bottom spankings are amazing, there’s something about the connection with a Dominant’s bare hand to my ass that just makes my whole body come alive. I like the close bond it creates giving someone power over you, submitting to them fully, and giving yourself to another human being.

I have a Dominant I serve here in my daily life, it’s something that I have enjoyed for quite some time. He has this specific set of rules I’m supposed to be following. When he gets home from work, I’m supposed to be totally naked kneeling by the door as I wait for him, my hair in a high tight ponytail. He sets a specific pair of shoes out for me every single day that I have to wear, no matter how uncomfortable.

However, my favorite rule is probably the most painful. Whenever I do something that doesn’t please my Sir, I have to stripSubmissive slut

totally naked. He then bends me over his lap, where he proceeds to spank me as I whimper like a submissive slut for him. After each spanking, I have to thank him and ask for another until he’s had his fill. Sometimes he leaves my ass just a light hint of red, while others he makes sure that the welts are turning into deep purple bruises.

There’s something really special about walking around with my ass aching him. The fabric of my clothing rubs against my round ass, as I’m in public with anyone to hear the faint whimpers that escape my lips. Sometimes, I think he purposefully leaves the welts to I have something to remember our time together with. There have been many times when I’m going through my day and he actually messages me to see how my butt is feeling, asking if it’s making his sweet little cunny wet. It’s amusing that he knows just how much I adore pleasing him. I can’t wait for the next chance I get to let him spend some time pleasing himself at my expense.

 

BDSM Chat: Can I be your new favorite little slut to play with?

BDSM ChatHave you ever sat down and spent any time in BDSM Chat? How about the one on the website? Maybe you should come and hang out with me for a little bit, and we can see if our interests align. I love hearing about all of the things people have done, even if it’s not whispered in my ear. There’s something quite special about sharing erotic experiences with each other.

My favorite experiences always involve me being tied up, there’s just something so fucking sexy about having the nylon rope draped across your body and twisted into various knots. Do you have a fetish for tying girls up? Seeing the slight purple hue of some marvelous breasts as she begs to be tied a little tighter.

That’s my problem, I like things a little on the extreme side. Although you wouldn’t know by looking at me. Maybe you should come, get to know me, and see if I can be your newest little subby slut.