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I woke up. I couldn’t move. I was bound, head to foot, my mouth filled with something, muffling my attempts to cry out. My eyes were bound, and I couldn’t see anything. And then he was there, moving behind me. I heard a “slap, slap, slap” sound, seeming to be a paddle against the side of a leg, and the noise began moving in a circle around from behind me, to my left, to my front. Then, with no warning but a soft hush of air, I felt a sharp CRACK of a paddle smack against the side of my right tit! I jumped and tried to squeal, but all I could make was a *mmphf* sound through the collection of stuff covering my mouth.
I tried to shift in my bonds. I couldn’t, I was bound up so tight. But as I wriggled a bit, I found I was uncomfortable. The more I wriggled, the worse it got, and I kept wriggling to find a less painful position. As I shifted, I heard the familiar sound of a man jerking off. “That’s right, you just try to get out of those bonds, you submissive whore,” he said breathily as he stroked himself. I started writhing and fighting at my bonds, and I started crying behind my blindfold. My audible cries of discomfort and pain went basically unheard in my gag, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because soon I felt the hot stream of cum coat the blindfold and drip over my nose, clogging my holes and making it difficult to breathe.
I just love submissive phone sex, don’t you?
What makes me more than just any other submissive whore ready to serve your every desire? I am earnest and sincere, and I have been a submissive since before I knew that such a thing existed. As soon as I started dating, I was being dominated by lovers, and it always seemed right. But when I met my first Master (even though we didn’t use titles), I knew finally what I was – someone who needed to be owned. I realized that I need someone, not to abuse me thoughtlessly, but to take ownership of me and command me for my own good, and for HIS own good.
I will do more than please you sexually. I am here to serve you in any way you please. I will cook for you, do your laundry, and keep the house clean. Then, when you come home, I will kneel for you so you can tie me up to keep me from moving, then you can do with me as you please. Put a gag in my mouth to keep me quiet – otherwise, I can be quite noisy.