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There’s just something about milf phone sex that adds a certain luster to getting off, wouldn’t you say? Someone who knows how to be the perfect submissive slut just for you? I just love it when someone dresses me up. Picks my clothes, orders me to wear them, and how to wear them.
Take my choices away, and make me your total submissive whore. Tell me to stay on my knees till you give me permission to get up. Order me to hurt myself, shove a baseball bat up my cunt till I bleed, I’ll do exactly as I’m told. That’s what a good little cum slut is supposed to do, obey her master! Maybe you have a good idea for a game to play with me? I love playing “how many dicks can we fit in this cunt?”
Have I been a good little whore? Will you give me your cock if I have been? Maybe even your cum? Your marks on my milky flesh, and your sticky cum in my hair are my badges of honor, sir.
Please, sir, I beg you, if I’ve been bad, will you punish me really, really hard? Please?
We arrive, and per my specific instructions I exit the back seat, step to the back of the vehicle, and kneel my bare knees in the gravel. He gathers what he wants, and comes to attach my leash. He walks me like his pet to the main building.
He leads me to a corner with a small woolen blanket on the cement. Some meal is brought to me by another slave in a small metal bowl. I remembered my lesson and I sat motionless, awaiting permission to eat what was before me.
After this, he leads me out to the field. There were wonderful set ups for binding, suspending, stretching, and yoking. Hoses and wires and ropes were hung neatly everywhere, next to displays of whips, chains, sharp implements, baseball bats, and hundreds of other random objects for insertion.
He tied me up to a PVC frame, and began connecting a hose, and gathering a bucket.
“We’re going to make yo good and clean today, whore.” he stated.
He filled my pussy and my ass with hoses, fastening them on. He turned them on slow, so they steadily filled my body with freezing cold water that began oozing out from my cunt and asshole. Filling the bucket from the spring tap, he threw bucketful after bucketful of icy cold mountain water all over my body. My skin was bright pink and red, stinging hard from the cold water and air. But I was a good slut, I didn’t squeak or squirm.
Master then walked around me, grabbing the hoses and working them further and further into me, releasing bursts of water from both my love holes, till it felt I would burst. My ass and cunt began gripping and spasming, I struggled to hold back the orgasm that threatened to overpower me.
Once he was satisfied with my cleanliness, he removed the hoses, stepped to my face and said “you did well, pet. You may have your reward.” And placed his beautiful cock before my face. “You may cum with me.
He is so very good to me, I wish he was my forever master. Maybe you’ll be here somewhere, and will want to adopt me?
“Tell me you like it, whore!” He demanded, as the quirt raised another welt across my breasts. I gritted my teeth against the cry wanting to escape. “I like it, master!”
My pussy quivered at how helpless I felt, completely unable to move, utterly at his mercy.
His expression showed no reaction to my words. He slowly stalked around me. Eyeing his prey. He grabbed a handful of my hair, snapping my head back and my body forward. I gasped as master slipped the tip of his rock hard cock into my gaping asshole. “You know better than to make a sound when I don’t tell you to, slut!” He whispered into my right ear. Master slammed his dick into my tiny, tight hole over and over again, until he filled me up with a massive load of his cum.
“You didn’t deserve that treat, did you, my little cum rag? My little submissive whore?” I’m gasping too hard to speak, my lungs trying madly to keep up with my heart. I feel hot cum dripping from my gaping, destroyed asshole.
“You don’t deserve this, either. But, you know I’m a kind master, don’t you?”
The doorknob moves, and the heavy metal door creaks open.
Who are you? What are you going to do with me? Are you my new master?
I can’t wait to find out!