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Pissing phone sex is a Tantalizing Way to Use Me

Pissing phone sex is for the worthless whore I am. My main place is to serve you. In any way you wish to use me. For I am your filthy little subservient whore.

Last week I had a Master that purchased me for the week. He needed a toilet slave. And I was to always remain at his feet. When he wasn’t using me as a toilet he had other uses. First I am a foot rest but then he decided he needs a foot massage and I am to use my mouth. Then comes the idea of having me lay down and work my lips and tongue on his asshole.

That’s right, milking his prostate was all he wanted and I was to make him cum. Not from sucking his dick. But from rimming his asshole. Licking and worshiping that shit pipe. All while I worked my tongue in that hole searching the sweet spot. Of course I got a little brown juice in my mouth, but that’s part of it.

After all was said and done I made my Master pleased and played the role as the toilet slave well. In fact Master came so hard with my mouth licking and sucking his butthole like a good Submissive Whore.

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Submissive Whore Eliana Is The Best Set of Holes

I’m Eliana, your filthy little submissive whore. First off just the thought of belonging to you makes my cunt drip like a broken faucet.
Right now I’m sitting here with my thighs already slick. In fact my panties are soaked through because I can’t stop imagining you owning every inch of me. Consequently, my pussy throbs the second I picture your hand wrapping tight around my throat. All while you tell me I’m nothing but a set of holes made for your cock.
For this reason I get so embarrassingly wet thinking about how you’ll stretch me open. And how you’ll spit on my swollen clit and make me beg to be filled. Inside me deeper, harder, until I’m crying and thanking you for it.
Then I fantasize about kneeling at your feet, mouth watering, cunt clenching around nothing while you decide whether I deserve your dick today.

I’m Ready to Be Your Nasty Little Submissive Whore. Always.

Next the idea of you bending me over, spreading my ass cheeks and watching my greedy little hole wink at you excites me. This leaves me desperate for whatever you choose to give it.  Whether it’s fingers, tongue, cock, plug, your cum. Honestly it’s enough to make me grind against my own hand without permission.
Then I leak so much when I think about you marking me inside, pumping me full until it’s dripping down my thighs. All just reminding me who I belong to.
Embarrassingly, my nipples ache just from typing this. By now my clit is so fat and sensitive I could cum untouched if you ordered me to. Or just edge for hours, whimpering your name, promising I’ll be your perfect cum-dump. It’s my will to be your obedient fucktoy, your desperate breeding bitch.
Finally I want to be ruined for anyone else—pussy molded to the shape of your cock. And trained to flutter and squeeze the moment you snap your fingers.
Please, Master… use me. Wreck me. Own me completely.
My dripping cunt is already weeping for you, waiting for the moment you claim what’s yours.
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Golden Showers Phone Sex is The Best Enticing Filth

Golden Showers Phone Sex is how I want to serve Master this new year.

First thing I kneel naked in the bathroom, trembling with need, eyes fixed on your cock. Please, Sir, I beg in my whiniest voice, use me.

Just drench your filthy little slut. This leads  you to smirk, step closer, and grip the base of your thick shaft. Then I open my mouth wide, tongue out, desperate for the first hot stream.

Now you aim right at my face, and it hits—scalding, golden piss splashing across my cheeks, running into my eager mouth. Then, like a good whore, I swallow greedily. Simply moaning like the depraved whore I am, tasting the sharp, salty warmth that marks me as yours.

You shift lower. The stream pounds my tits, soaking my hard nipples, cascading down my belly to my dripping pussy. I spread my legs wider, fingers rubbing my swollen clit frantically.

“More, please,” I whimper. “Piss all over your nasty pet.”

You oblige, directing the powerful flow straight onto my cunt. It stings so perfectly, mixing with my juices as I grind against the pressure.

I cum hard right there on my knees, shaking, squirting messily while your urine floods me.

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Finally, you empty the last drops onto my tongue. I lap them up gratefully, then crawl forward to lick your cock clean, savoring every bitter trace.

“Thank you, Sir,” I gasp, face glistening, body reeking of you. “I’m nothing but your personal piss slut. Please do it again soon—I need it to feel owned.”

Prostate Milking : The Best Way For Santa Milk

Prostate milking is the best way to work that load out. As a filthy Submissive slave I will rim and milk that prostate. First I start by licking all around Masters’ puckered anus hole. Licking and working my tongue inside.

Then once I rim and tongue probe that asshole I will introduce a finger. Now licking and fingering that butt pipe. Like a good whore I will take whatever Master has to give me. Finally I do get a juicy thick load of spunk on my face for doing a good job in milking that beast.

Another way I am good is to suck on those balls and be your personal slave, and ball warmer. My warm mouth is always available for your use. Obviously if Master wants any of my holes they are all his.

My Asshole belongs to Master.

Of Course it’s all true

My Cunt belongs to Master.

My Mouth belongs to Master.

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Finally I want to hand my whore body over to my Master for Christmas. On my back and my tongue up your chimney waiting for your delivery.

Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Excitingly Shameless

Bondage Phone Sex is what I showed up to the club for. Obviously, I’d dressed deliberately in a tight, black latex dress that barely covered my ass, with a collar around my neck that screamed “submissive.” My hair was pulled back severely, emphasizing my vulnerability.

“I’m Eliana and I’m here for the party.” I say to the Bouncer, and showing my Invite.

First he checked his list and nodded, pulling the curtain aside to reveal a world of darkness and pleasure. Then as the scent   thick with leather, sweat, and sex. Dungeon monitors in black uniforms moved silently between stations, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of distress. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with anticipation.

That’s when I saw him.

My Bondage Phone Sex Master Was Commanding Attention

He stood in the center of the room, a commanding figure in a black silk shirt and tailored slacks. His dark hair was slicked back, and his eyes—cold, piercing gray—seemed to see right through me. He was surrounded by three subs, all on their knees, all awaiting his command. I recognized him immediately from the online forums—Master Damien, known for his particular brand of sadism that left his subs begging for more.

As if feeling my gaze, his head turned, and those gray eyes locked onto mine. I froze, my body responding to his stare with a rush of heat that pooled between my thighs. He gave me a slow, deliberate once-over, his eyes lingering on my collar, my exposed legs, my trembling lips. Then, with a slight nod, he beckoned me forward.

Obviously My legs felt like jelly as I made my way across the room. Now conscious of every eye on me. When I reached him, I dropped to my knees immediately, my head bowed in submission.

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“Name?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my chest.

“Eliana, Master,” I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

“Good girl,” he said, his fingers lifting my chin so I was forced to look at him. “I’ve heard about you. The former mistress who craves submission. Tell me, Eliana, why do you think you’re worthy of my attention?”

Now swallowing hard, my mind racing. “I don’t know if I am, Master. But I’m willing to learn. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to please you.”

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Then a small smile played on his lips. “That’s the right answer.” He stood up, towering over me. “Stand up.”

As I rose to my feet, my body trembling with excitement and fear. He then circled me slowly, his fingers trailing lightly over my skin, making me shiver. “You have potential,” he murmured. “But potential needs to be tested.”

He led me to a St. Andrew’s cross in the corner of the room, its dark wood gleaming under the low lights. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument…

Scat Phone Sex Makes for The Best Training

Train me to be your filthy scat phone sex whore. Use me as a receptacle for your filth. First let me eat that asshole out. After the great rimming of my whore tongue going in and out of your taint I deserve a treat. It’s that brown shower oozing onto my filthy toilet whore tongue.

Then as I slurp the ass juice milkshake from that taint there is no holding back. Next the cresting of that brown long tickles the tip of my tongue. As I open my lips around that anus the shit log pushes into my mouth. Then I gag a little and struggle. But like a good toilet whore I suck the shit out and begin to chew on it.

Once you finish shitting in my toilet whore mouth I must swallow. There is so much and my mouth and teeth are coated with your shit. This is when you tell me to spit some out and rub it into my cunt. As I rub that poop into my filthy toilet cunt you decide you still have to crap.

Now that asshole is pressed right up against my cunt. That’s it shit right into this pussy and give me an Alabama Hot Pocket right in my pussy.

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Bare Bottom Spankings Make Me The Best Sub

Bare bottom Spankings really drive home the submissive tendency of their effect. As a young girl I was always administered bare bottom, open handed spankings by dad. Sometimes he even used a wooden paddle. This was always so humiliating.

Then one day when I was a teen it happened. I was turned on. It was when I was out on a date and we started to make out. I had the sudden urge to beg him to spank me. At this point we were in his house. I was sucking his dick and he thrust his cock down my throat. As I slobbered on it and soon found myself begging for a spanking.

Now I was getting into slobbering on his cock and my ass up in the air. As I kneeled over his dick on the couch he had full access to my ass. At the very moment he started to spank my ass I found my hole dripping. This was the very moment I knew I was made to serve dick.

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Submissive Whore Is The Best Kneeling Before Her Master

Trembling as I stepped into the Dungeon and understanding that as a Submissive Whore I was going to be used. First I noticed the air, thick with the scent of leather, steel, and something else—something primal that made my pussy clench involuntarily. My dominant days were me pleasuring over the power and control of subs -now – the roles are changed.

Consequently, this is my first experience were I will feel the exquisite agony – and pleasure- of total submission. The dungeon was cold, the stone floor beneath my bare feet, a shock to my system. Upon arrival I was instructed, naked except for the pair of stiletto heels. Ultimately emphasizing my vulnerability.

Now anticipation has my breath in shallow pants, and my nipples already hard with anticipation. Subsequently I had sought out Master Darius for months, hearing whispers of his sadistic prowess. And his ability to push a submissive beyond their limits. To obtain a realm of pleasure one hadn’t known existed.

“Kneel.” Was Spoken and Like a Submissive Whore, I obeyed

This first command echoed off the stone walls, and Eliana immediately dropped to her knees, her head bowing submissively. Having been trained well this is my truth, my deepest desire.

“Look at me, submissive.”

“You asked to be my submissive,” he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her body. “You said you crave the pain and the pleasure of my domination. Is that still true?”

“Yes, Master,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“Louder,” he demanded. “I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes, Master!” this time with conviction.

“Good. Stand up.”

Now I rose to my feet, my body trembling with excitement and fear. I have no idea what he had planned, what tortures he would subject me to, and that uncertainty was part of the thrill.

“Turn around,” he commanded.

As instructed I turned slowly, presenting my back to him. He approached from behind, his fingers tracing the line of my spine, sending shivers through my entire body. His touch was both gentle and possessive, and I melted into it, despite my knees shaking with anticipation.

“You have a beautiful body, Eliana. Perfect for pain and pleasure,” he murmured, his voice right next to my ear. “And you’re already wet, aren’t you?” His fingers trailed lower, dancing over my ass cheeks before sliding between my legs. “Fuck, you’re drenched,” he growled, his fingers becoming slippery with my arousal. “You get off on this, don’t you? You get off on the thought of me hurting you, of me owning you.”

This is only the beginning…. a scene for us to explore…

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Pissing Phone Sex for The Best Toilet Queen of Pleasure

As a Submissive Pissing phone sex intrigued me greatly. The feeling of surrendering control, of being used and degraded for another’s pleasure, it’s like a drug to me. I crave it, need it, can’t get enough. That’s why, when I saw the Craigslist ad for a “human toilet” at the ritzy St. Regis hotel downtown, I knew I had to apply.

Starting with the interview, a blur of intense questions and degrading tasks. In fact I was made to strip, to crawl, to address the interviewer as “Master.” By the end, my body was trembling with anticipation and my pussy was dripping wet. I was hired on the spot.

My first shift arrived, and I made my way to the hotel’s exclusive “Golden Suite of Pissing Phone Sex”

Now kneeling beside the porcelain throne, naked and shivering with excitement. First off  I had been given strict instructions: I was to remain kneeling at all times, unless told otherwise. Also, I am not to speak unless spoken to. And most importantly, I was to be ready and willing to receive any and all fluids my clients chose to give me.

The first client arrived shortly after. He was a middle-aged man in a expensive suit, with a cruel smile playing at his lips. He approached me, unzipping his pants to reveal his already hard cock.

“Open your mouth, slut,” he commanded. I obeyed, parting my lips to accept his length. Starting with fucking my face. Pure brutal intensity. I gagged and choked, tears streaming down my face, but I didn’t dare pull away.

After several minutes, he pulled out, his cock slick with my saliva. “Now, present yourself,” he growled. I crawled over to the toilet and knelt before it, spreading my legs wide. He stepped behind me, his cock poised at my entrance.

Then I was commanded to “Beg for it,” he demanded. As I did, pleading and whimpering, promising to be his perfect little toilet. Finally, grunting, he plunged into me, his cock filling me completely. Now He is fucking me hard and fast, using me like a mere receptacle for his pleasure.

When he was ready, he pulled out and aimed his cock at my face. In the end I got the “Open your mouth, whore,” he snapped. Once I did, he came. That final explosion of his hot, sticky seed filled my mouth. I swallowed it all, every drop, just as I had been trained for bukkake phone sex.

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Submissive Sex : The Exciting Tale of Abduction and Violation

This nightmare of Submissive sex started as I was out jogging early in the Morning. With my earbuds in and music pulsing me through my rhythmic pumping and thumping of my feet on the pavement. Suddenly I stumbled and fell and this fall seemed to have sprained my ankle.

As I sat there rubbing my ankle and recovering before trying to get up everything went black. It was a black hood tossed over my head and I was grabbed up by four hands. Seemed 2 guys were grabbing me and taking me. Something made me black out and I felt a sharp needle in my neck.

Submissive Sex : The Exciting Tale of Abduction and Violation

When I awoke I was bound to a bed and my body felt destroyed. I looked and saw bruises and felt like my ass was burning hole of fire. Of course my cunt was tender and sore as if it has been ripped out. Everything was sore. But my breasts. Well y breasts were tied up with ropes and purple. Rape phone sex fantasies at their wildest.

Finally I noticed the guys watching me and leering at me. One laughed well I guess she is no longer concerned about her ankle and roars from like 5 men filled the room. “What do you say we untie the bitch and have another go at her?”

Soon the guys were surrounding me. And I was paralyzed from controlling my own movements. They laughed and said it’s ok Doll we have control of you now. One Laughed “Our tall marionette whore” ha ha ha they laughed some more.

Then I realized I was in a surgery room and there was an audience in the windows above. Like a prisons execution room. It would appear my rape fantasy was live viewed and bringing in lots of money as they tortured me.

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