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Submissive Sex Chat Whispers

Submissive sex chat

 

I have a mistress who loves to whisper a little submissive sex chat into my ear as I obey her domineering commands.  Her voice is smooth and gentle but her actions are rough and unkind.  She obviously likes the stark contrast between the tone she uses and the actions she takes.

Yeah, I know why.  I’m not that dense, I’m a blonde not a moron.  Every super sub knows that their overseer lulls them into a false sense of security through acts of kindness and benevolence (see, I know words, too) then rips away that invisible security blanket with pain and humiliation.  If any masochistic man or woman hasn’t had that experience, then they aren’t really into submission.  Sorry to tell you.

My mumbling madame knows exactly what she’s doing, which helps to bring a sense of security to a submissive slut like me.  She strokes my hair and skin as she breathes out insult-peppered compliments right into my ear canal.  I don’t know about you but I love having my ears played with, sends shivers up and down my whole body.  Especially when I cum, oh my god!  

This mistress knows how to direct her carbon dioxide directly down to my eardrum with ease.  It’s all about the angles, I guess.  She can spank my ass until it’s black and blue, even bloody and raw, as long as she’s tongue fucking every single part of my ear as she does it.  She switches up the punishments every time, but she always makes me play maid with her so she can follow behind me really close and boss me around, then correct my poor performance with a whisper and a slap if needed.  

Ironing her clothes is kind of scary because she likes to hold the scalding hot iron right up to my face and threatens to burn off my pretty ears and cheeks with it when I don’t make her pleats absolutely perfect.  She never does it, but her hate whispers really make me feel like she wouldn’t hesitate.  I don’t care, she gives me whole body orgasms without ever even touching my sloppy wet cunt.  Have you ever made a sub cream simply by using submissive sex chat?  If not, you have some learning to do.

 

I’m No Faker

Hardcore bondage

 

Hardcore bondage is not so hard to endure and if any sub slut out there wants to tell you otherwise, she just isn’t doing it right.  There’s a method to enduring all of the pain and torture a really malicious master has to dish out.  No, you don’t find a happy place in your mind and drift off to some fantastical spot while you’re being restrained and brutalized.  You have to be present, own the beating you’re given, take every bit of taunting and torment that gets thrown your way and use it to make yourself the perfect whore any big dicked dom could ever want.

I need to be confined and held down when I get fucked really hard, anyway, that part is a snap.  Pain mixed with pleasure is an absolutely exhilarating sensation, so being lashed, clamped or shocked while I’m having my horny little holes stretched out is actually preferred.  And no master who’s ever screamed and yelled right in my face and covered me with his frothy spit has ever said anything meaner and more humiliating to me than my own loved ones.  They can call me anything they want and it won’t take me any lower than I’ve already been, time and time again.  

Yeah, I’m a stupid worthless whore who gets subjugated by every man who ever plows his pole deep inside of her.  I’m the dumb fucking cunt who’s takes load after slimy load of spunk anywhere a dominant dick wants to shoot it.  I’m the trashy piece of shit who tries to make her mommy proud by gagging down more cocks in one week than most women wrap their lips around their entire lives.

I’m a hardcore sexdoll punching bag, I’m nothing but useless fuckmeat, I’m a flesh covered cum rag who needs to be ripped up and thrown away.  That’s the mindset a real submissive slut has.  Want to know how to tell the fakers from the genuine thing?  Just slap them around a little bit first and see how they react.  

 

2 Girl Torture Time

2 girl phone sex

 

I know how I always end up in these 2 girl torture situations.  I might be blonde but I’m not dumb.  I knew that I was going to be locked up and forced to take all kinds of objects in every one of my hot and horny holes, that’s basically my full time job.  I didn’t know, though, that me and my fellow fuck sub were going to be detained and constrained for a whole day before the slit expansion happened!

That’s right, for 24 hours, down to the second, a group of methed up masters kept us locked in tiny cages as they tormented us.  I only know because there was a big clock ticking on the wall the entire time, seemingly laughing at us with every instant that passed.  Any time they weren’t snorting lines of ice or sucking fumes out of a glass dick, they were tormenting and torturing me and the sweet girl I had just met before we started.

They started with the cattle prods, you can’t get guys around fire or electricity without them getting really excited to control it.  We got shocked and zapped by four of the messed up fuckers while the others took turns pissing all over us.  Once they brought in the other tools, the zaps came along less frequently, but they were always there, especially if we ever started looking tired.  ZAP!!!  Your ass is wide awake after 20 milliamps surge through your whole body, at least for a while. 

They can shock me and beat me all they want, the part that I hated the most was the buckets of ice water.  They were almost unbearable, especially after all of that warm pee.  I’ll take a rough stick jab to the gut and hardcore hair pulling over gallons of freezing water and hard ice any day of the week.  It’s also hard to rest while you’re heading for hypothermia, I understand why they did it.  Doesn’t mean I liked it.

After our full day of demented degradation, they finally pulled us out of our cages… and locked us up on a couple of fuck machines!  Cowgirl on a Sybian or doggy style on a Drilldo, either way we were shackled down tight and held firmly in place.  Sure, they switched us off back and forth from machine to machine, but they whipped and smacked us and yelled obscenities in our faces the whole time, jamming their cocks into any of our holes that they could along the way.

Once their drugged out dicks decided to stop working, they got angry.  I thought we were in for it but they all ended up arguing and fighting each other.  The commotion ended up seeing them out the door, leaving me and that sweet little girl still strapped up to the perverted appliances, our pussies and bodies numb from all of the abuse, the clock smiling down at us with its stupid, time keeping face.  Fucking meth heads.  

 

Can’t Crack This Cunt

Extreme bondage

 

I think that guys like to put me through extreme bondage fucking because they want to see what it takes to make my super submissive cunt crack.  How do you break a slutty sub who refuses to snap?  The answer is, you don’t.  You can try, little man, but I guarantee that you will not succeed.

There’s this one dom that likes to spend his time coming up with all sorts of sadistic ways to try to fracture his fair skinned little fuck dolls and, apparently, I always get to be test subject numero uno for all of his twisted twat torturing sex schemes.  Between you and me, they aren’t anything new, just new to him.  I just roll with it like a good slave should and let him believe that everything he does to me I’m experiencing with him for the first time.

He’s real big on throat fucking and making me gag out my thick gullet spit all over his cock and balls.  I know he wants to make me puke but I don’t do that anymore.  Years of hardcore esophagus hammering have hampered that trigger, for sure.  He can pummel my windpipe all he wants, I won’t be losing my lunch from being throat banged anytime in the foreseeable future!

He also thinks that making me completely immobile and violating my chocolate fuckhole will corrupt my constitution.  I don’t think I have to tell you that my electrifying elastic asshole doesn’t bat a brown eye at the thought of being stretched out to its furthest possible limits.  Do you know how many fists and massive dildos this ass has taken?!  I don’t tell him that, though.  I just scream and wail as he nails me into the ground or onto a table or what have you, making him think that he’s busted my backdoor completely in when he fills my beautiful butt with his sticky cum.

I make sure that I’m crying and shaking on the floor when he leaves, but once he’s out of the chamber, I prop myself up, finish myself off then skedaddle, no sweat.  Okay, there’s some sweat, and usually blood and tears.  But there’s no breaking.  You can’t crack this submissive slut, but you’re more than welcome to try.

 

Your Wife’s Cunt Or Two Girls Asses?

2 girl phone sex

 

The only thing better than 2 girl phone sex is 2 girl butt sex!  Duh!  My horny whore girlfriends and I will totally have you jizzing your jeans when we fist fuck each other while you listen to us on your cell, that’s cool.  Or, and just hear me out here, you could leave your stupid wife at home for the night and come over to my place for some hardcore assfuck action!

I don’t even know why you married that prudish slob, I hope she at least used to be hot.  And how many times has she let you stretch out her rotten little rim?  Zero, right?  Don’t fucking lie, just hang up the phone, ditch that ugly bitch and come bore out a couple of cream craving hottie assholes, guy!

What the hell are you waiting for, a formal invitation?!  You don’t need to RSVP to jam your P in our V’s and A’s, idiot!  You’re not attending the royal wedding here, you’re just turning out a couple of dirty dick loving sluts who want to feel your cock pump loads of hot goo deep in their poo holes.  You really don’t ever need to call first, you can just come over and knock.  We’ll let you in, I promise.

I’m not going to tell you again, my guy.  Do you want to bang two sexy buttholes or not?  You know that hag you call a wife isn’t going to let you anywhere near her backdoor, bro!

 

Submission Shocker

Bondage submission

 

I think I’m so into bondage submission because I’m just really good at it!  I can take a lot of abuse on every part of my body and the dirty doms I kick it with aren’t shy in the least about putting that statement to the test.  It’s cool, I haven’t found a pussy mangling punishment that my calm, cool and collected cunt couldn’t handle yet!

I usually spend at least one or two nights a week down at Submission Manor.  The Headmaster there really knows his stuff and only lets the most seasoned sadists join his elite club of bound babe brutalizers, so any sub worth their salt knows you have to be accepted there if you’re serious about being subjugated.  I obviously had no issue being initiated into the abusive association.

Last night, they had it all set up and ready to spread lips with labia clamps so they had easy access to the wettest parts of their masochist’s pussy and asshole meat.  Every sub in the place was subjected to genital shock therapy, courtesy of whichever malicious master chose them as their target for torture.

Of course Headmaster chose me to be his helpless whore, I’m pretty sure he likes me more than the other weak little whipping blocks he has from which to choose.  He always grabs me before anyone else does, I know it’s only because he likes the way I scream.  I didn’t disappoint, those electrodes felt like they were frying the fuck out of my flaps.  I screamed, yelled, hollered and wailed as he zapped my creamy meat zipper over and over again, increasing the voltage steadily as we went along, but I never gave up.  Even when he told me how worthless I was and that I was a waste of his time, I didn’t tell him to stop.

I took every shock, every slap, every drop of spit in my face and every single inch of cock he had to offer.  I always do, that’s why he favors me.  The Headmaster knows that when he’s making me submit, I’ll give it up just how he likes it and I’ll never, ever give in.

 

Super Submissive Giantess

Erotic bondage stories

 

If you’re into erotic bondage stories then, boy, do I have a doosy for you!  I mean, we all know I’m a super submissive slut, but I never knew just how super I was until I was given the ability to unlock the true power within myself.  I didn’t have to drink a potion or get blown up in a radioactive explosion or anything like that.  My true potential was unlocked by just a few simple words.

See, the other day I went into the city to be used and abused by a basement full of rabid doms foaming at the mouth for a chance to do some damage to a divine piece of useless fuckmeat like me.  They were all decked out in leather with creepy masks covering their faces which always means that they plan on being ruthlessly vicious in every way.

I started out as I often do, shackled and chained to a rafter with my arms extended to their limit above me, hanging so that I had to stay on my tip-toes the entire time.  That’s only a problem when I get punched in the stomach or have the wind knocked out of me, which was common in the middle of a boner packing bully circle.  They cussed and spit, slapped and whipped until I almost felt like giving up.  That’s when the fucking began.

They were all taking turns shoving their rock hard rods in my ass and cunt, sometimes both at the same time, laughing and grunting all the while.  When they lowered my head down so they could gape out my throat, I saw a lone figure standing on the edge of the darkness watching me being torn open by the pack of leather clad hyenas.  As they were figuring out how to triple stuff me while I hung helplessly and took it, he calmly walked over to me, making his way through the cum crazed animals.  I thought he had just decided that I was weak enough for him to finally join in on the fun, but instead of receiving the face fucking I expected from him, he leaned down and spoke softly into my ear.  In a level voice, he said “No one is always submissive, just as no one is always dominant.  It’s your power to decide.”  Like that a switch inside me was flipped.

My mysterious benefactor stepped back as if he knew what was about to happen.  I immediately started shuddering and shaking, feeling like my bones were about to rip out of my body as hard as all of those overbearing boners were ripping into me.  I was growing and growing fast.  The gang of gash bashers stepped back in awe of seeing my rapid expansion.  When my shackles exploded off of my tree limb sized wrists, they all tried to turn tail and run.  I wasn’t about to let that happen.

I grabbed them all, by the arm, by the leg, hell I even picked them up by their peasy little necks, and tossed each one of them into a cage or shackled them to the ceiling, until I had rounded up each and every last one of the abusive bastards.  Growing ever bigger by moment, I made the confined creeps throw on little cock cages and led them over to their bound buddies.  I was minutes away from getting so big that I would break through the ceiling, so I told them that if they wanted to be freed before everything came down around them, then they needed to make their suspended friends blow a load.

Of course they got right to it, not hesitating to gobble those knobs so they could get the fuck out of there.  I’m not totally sure how it ended because the last I saw them, they were all mouth fucking and I was smashing through the ground floor of  this office building.  I was reinvigorated with so much self empowerment that I didn’t stop growing until I had popped all the way through the top, dropping the tower on the ground far below me.

I’m still a super submissive slut, but now I know how to be a dynamic dirty dom, too.  Thanks to that mystery man, I can take guys in my pussy however I choose…  Just their cocks or their whole damn bodies!

 

I Lived Your Rape Fantasy

Rape phone sex fantasies

 

Have some rape phone sex fantasies swirling around in that fucked up brain of yours?  Well here’s one for you…  This is what a girl looks like when she knows she’s about to get raped but can’t do a single thing about it.  I knew I wasn’t going to get through the night without letting this sleazebag use me and run deep inside of me as much as he wants.  The look on my pretty face in this picture is a look of resignation, but I wasn’t scared, I was already disgusted at what I knew was about to happen to me.

Yeah, I’m a super submissive cum slut who loves to please her master, but if I get the feeling that something’s off, I safeword up and peace out of that motherfucker in a heartbeat.  I love abuse, but it has to be the right kind from the right person, and I could tell from the get go that I didn’t want anything to do with Maestro Miguel.

Everything was off about him, smarmy smile, chaotic vibe, even his smell wasn’t quite right.  I wasn’t in the room for five minutes before I told the guys I didn’t think it was going to work out and tried to leave.  They just laughed and kept saying that it would be okay and that they knew what they were doing.  They convinced me to take a seat and try to relax, so I sat and started rolling a joint.  They started making jokes in Spanish, I really should’ve paid more attention in school.  If I had I might’ve known that they were obviously talking about what they were going to do to me.

When they started snapping pictures, my heart picked up pace and began pounding hard.  I didn’t even spark the J, just tried to get up to go, but was held in place by Miguel’s forceful grasp.  I was a little surprised when he slapped the taste out of my mouth and told me I wasn’t going anywhere in plain English.  I didn’t struggle, didn’t even cry.  Experience has taught me that they like it more, so I just laid there on the musty old couch and took his long, thin prick like the champ I am, staring him in his stupid face as he pounded into me.

Luckily he was one of those rapists who are so horny that they don’t last long and he horked his horchata inside of my pink pussy in three minutes, tops.  Unluckily, though, his friends had way thicker cocks and lasted much longer.  That’s when the tears started flowing and I could no longer contain my screams.  

 

Sucking Sweet Stockings

Soft bondage

 

It’s good for a super sub like me to take a break from all of the whips and chains and tone things down a bit with some soft bondage.  Don’t get me wrong, I love to have my flesh beaten and holes pounded just as much as the next slut, but not every dom is into that and that’s absolutely fine by me.

Yesterday I had a delightfully dirty time with a high class debutante dominatrix who has a thing for toe sucking.  She told me to show up looking my best and ready to be confined because she had a lovely leather skin suit that she was going to encase me inside of that would highlight my pretty face.  That’s right up my alley so I was ecstatic when she pulled out the shiniest outfit I had ever seen and started wedging me into it.  She gave my clit a quick lick before she covered it up which I thought was nice but she said it was just to make sure that I was good and wet before she sealed me in and limited my access to my own cunt.

Once I was all wrapped up, that rich little bitch pulled her tiny feet out of her six inch heels and started rubbing them all over my face.  The smooth, clear plastic mask must’ve felt as good to her as it did to me because as she used my face to massage her soles she started rubbing her tight little twat through her ball gown.  I ran my hands slowly up her silky smooth legs, pushed the tulle and satin out of the way until I reached her hips.  I grabbed the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them off of the dumb little dom.  She really tried hard to be in control but I could tell she was losing her bearings, so shoved her hose-covered toes into my mouth and started sucking hard as I worked her pussy over with both hands.

I made my young little mommy madame cum hard just like a good submissive slut should.  I’ll have to work on her a bit to really bring out her domineering side.  I’m actually looking forward to it, her cute little painted piggies tasted so salty-sweet that I can’t wait to get them back into my mouth!

 

My Mom Can Take It

2 girl phone sex

 

Whenever I’m pleasing a master who demands that I provide another twat for him to torment alongside of mine, I hit my mom up so she can join in on the 2 girl torture fuck fest.  She loves to be treated like a worthless whore as much as I do, we come from a long line of super submissive sluts so it’s in our blood to be the best little beset bitches any master has ever seen.  When you get the two of us together there’s no dom on earth that we can’t drain, no matter how much of our flesh they have to mutilate to get their rocks off.

I took her to my newest master’s manor of submission so he could show her all of his twisted tools and devilish devices.  He didn’t disappoint, giving her the complete tour of every last one of the racks, cages and tables he designed himself specifically for his punishment-filled pleasure.  I wasn’t left out, he made certain I was refamiliarized with all of his gear, too, strapping both of us together so he could beat the shit out of me and mom at the same time.  

When he put us face to face on his favorite rack, a giant wooden X with uncomfortable metal shackles on it, mom was whimpering and gasping for breath but begging for more, so he gave it to us.  He threw both of us down on his plush fainting couch and started fucking the shit out of me.  My loving mommy propped my head up on her lap and popped one of her huge titties in my mouth so I had something to suck while I was being relentlessly pounded.  Once he made my cunt splatter out droplets of cum he bent mom over and pounded her tight asshole until she was squirting streams of hot mommy juice.

My mom knows how to handle an uber dominant master, she’s an old pro at submitting to the will of a horny hothead.  She also loves the bonding time that extreme bondage brings the two of us.