A Good Submissive Whore Cleans You Up and Anyone Else Too

submissive whoreI consider myself a good submissive whore. But I suppose everyone considers themselves a good slave if they are submissive. But I do go the extra mile to please my master as well as all my callers too. Things intensified last night. I worked too late talking to men who wanted to do very bad things to me. And while on the phone, my master stopped by unannounced.

He used his key to come in, and he found me sitting on my desk, rubbing my pussy while talking dirty with one of my phone masters. And I could see the jealousy on master’s face, but he didn’t interrupt my call. He got me this job. He wanted me to have an income once he retired. Although he takes good care of me financially, you could say that I earned his money. The things I do for that man like prostate milking should give me some sort of award in the slave world.

He spread my legs while I finished up my call. And I could feel him parting my cunt lips. My body started to feel electrified. His touch still makes me weak 25 years later. He grabbed my leather paddle and started spanking my pussy. And he likes to get it engorged. He says when he gets the blood flowing down there my pussy grips his cock like a virgin pussy. Master rarely gets erections anymore because of his age. But he stood in front of me, spanking my cunt with an erection like a teenage boy.

A Good Whore Takes Care of All the Men

When my call concluded, he slid his old hard dick into my swollen pussy and fucked me like he did 25 years ago. Perhaps listening to me service another man on the phone made his cock that hard. Perhaps seeing me play with my pussy did it for him. But I don’t look at gift horse in the mouth. I showed off my cock sucking skills. But this time I did not need to put my finger in his ass while giving him a deep throat blow job. Eventually, he stopped me because he wanted to cream in my pussy, not my mouth.

An obedient submissive slut, I hopped back on my desk, spread my legs and let that old man fuck me. And he pumped me full of his old, pungent cum. But I smiled. I do love taking care of my master. And I took care of him. But he took care of me. Filled my pussy with chunky old cum and watched me lick it out. I would dip my fingers into my pussy and scoop up some of his jizz and lick it off my fingers. A good whore cleans up her mess. And a good whore cleans up your mess too.

Jessica the submissive whore

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Imagine being tied up and used as a toilet slut by the one person who is supposed to respect you. My son will never see me as anything other than his submissive whore, mommy slave. From the time he was old enough to get hard, his Father trained him to use and abuse me. Now, after years of using me in every degrading way imaginable, he has turned me into a toilet whore. I wasn’t just on my knees drinking his piss and thanking him for his golden stream, like usual. He had me tonguing the leftover shit from his asshole after catching his whole steamy load and eating it.

The most humiliating part was being used like that in front of everyone at his party. When his friends saw him pulling his cock out and pissing right into my open mouth, they all lined up to use me as well. I spent hours on my knees, gulping up as much of their yellow streams as I could. I knew that if I let too much of it spill down my chin, my son would punish me again.

Anytime I disappoint him, he allows his friends to whip, slap and beat me. He also allows them to tie me up and use me in any way that they want. I’m not allowed to resist or refuse anything they want to do with me.

At some point during the party, my son reached between my legs and discovered how wet my pussy was. He slapped me across my piss soaked face and degraded me for being such a pathetic, horny slut. There was no denying how turned on I was. I guess my son is right. I’ll never be anything other than a pathetic, horny slut slave.

Extreme bondage has me tied up for several days

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage for days on end makes me writhe in agony. At your will, Master, I will suffer for as long as possible.

Make my body scream for release after you force that vibrator on my clit.

The ropes dig into my tender flesh, and you say no to release.

This is my life – a never-ending ordeal of submission, of total and complete surrender to the whims of my Master. For days now, I’ve been tethered to this bed, at his mercy, and he never gives me any.

In fact, he doesn’t believe in mercy. He believes that I need to be suffering and begging for more punishment. His touch is brutal, his fingers dig into my pussy hole as I choke on his cock.

Cum rags don’t need to breathe; they need to gag and worship on hard, dominant dick. I love the feeling of him choking the life out of me with his cock. I live to be a Hardcore bondage whore. A pathetic fucking whore who only deserves pain and humiliation.

Submissive Whore Gracie is ready to serve Daddy!

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Being a nasty Submissive Whore is all I’m good for, isn’t that right, Daddy?

I deserve it when you treat me like your whore and use me however you want.

I can be a good little obedient slut, ready to be treated like a hole.

All of my wet little holes are all for you to use, however rough you want to be. 

I won’t say no or beg you to stop fucking me raw.

I will do exactly what Daddy wants and be a good whore.

My wet, tight pussy begs for you to fuck it.

Hold me down and fill my pussy up with cum.

Force me to take your fat loads deep inside me.

I’m just a worthless piece of shit cum inside of!

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Scat Phone Sex The Best Story of Filth and Submission

I’m Eliana, and I am a Submissive. So, Scat Phone sex is what Master used me for last night. I was simply working my tongue in his asshole when he decided to feed me from it.
So, I knelt behind him on the bed, my face pressed between his spread cheeks, my tongue circling his rim. At first, I just licked slowly, tasting the salt and sweat from the day.
With each pass, I felt him relax, his hole softening under my attention. Then, after a few minutes, I pushed my tongue past the tight ring of muscle, savoring the warmth inside.
Now, I lapped at his inner walls, my nose brushing against his tailbone, my hands gripping his hips for balance.

Scat Phone Sex Is My Purpose When I Serve Master

Next, I began a rhythm—slide in, swirl, pull out, repeat. Then, he groaned low and long, his fingers threading through my hair.
That was my cue to go deeper. So, I pressed my face in harder, my tongue reaching as far as it could. Ultimately, feeling the texture of his insides. Then, without warning, he clenched around me and let out a guttural moan.
Oh, I felt a pressure building, his body tensing. Then, in that moment, he shifted. Therefore, pushing his ass back against my mouth, I understood what he wanted.
After he gave the order—a simple grunt and a tug on my hair—I held still. Now, he bore down, and I opened my throat. Fully welcoming the thick, warm mass that slid from his hole onto my waiting tongue.
Oh, the taste hit me first: earthy, musky, and undeniably him. Of course, I didn’t gag. Instead, I savored it, working my tongue against the soft lumps, spreading them across my palate.
He kept pushing, load after load filling my mouth until I struggled to keep up. Finally, when he was empty, I closed my lips and swallowed slowly, feeling the weight slide down my throat.
After that, I cleaned him with my tongue again, lapping every remnant from his pucker. Then, he rolled over, pulled me up by my hair, and kissed me, mixing our breath.
Obviously, I knew then that this was my purpose—to serve him in every dark, filthy way he desired. And I loved it.
Scat Phone Sex

Jessica the hot milf phone sex freak

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You told me that I’m not allowed to touch my pussy without permission, Daddy.  I just can’t help myself. I woke up out of breath and horny as fuck with my panties all wet. All night long, I was dreaming about you holding me down and drilling that fat sausage into all of my fuck holes. It’s almost like I could feel your hands gripping my hips and pulling me back while your big dick slid deep into me.

My pussy was so wet and I swear it felt so real having your fat meat spread my cunt lips and pummel into me. Before I even opened my eyes, my fingers were drenched. I was rubbing my cunt and begging for it to be filled with cum.

Now that I’m awake and realize it was just a dream, I’m desperate for your dick! I tried to go about my day and can’t. Every thought that I have is centered around getting dicked down.

I’m such a desperate, horny slut that I went into the bathroom at a bank and tore my pantyhose open to rub my pussy. That was after I fingered myself in the grocery store parking lot. No matter how many times I get myself off, I can’t stop fantasizing about being dominated by you.

Cum hold me down, rip my panties off and force your way into my sloppy wet pussy, Daddy. I’m begging you!

 

Sexy bondage makes me break out the water works

Sexy bondageA Sexy bondage bitch is a broken, needy slave. Existing solely for the pleasure of the Master. But here I am, my life a perpetual state of bondage and submission.

I love to be helpless and exposed!

The way you bind me brings tears to my eyes. It’s a beautiful, exquisite agony that I crave more than air.

I’ll devour every inch of Master’s perverse cock, hot and tied. It’s the best position to be in to get a hardcore pussy beating.

Give me one hundred belt lashings. I want to feel like I’m about to die from the intensity of it all. Master, dig your cock into me, chafing my tender flesh.

Every tug, every twist, a reminder of my powerlessness, my complete subjugation. And through it all, I beg for more, for you to use me, to claim me as your cum slave own.

 

As I kneel before you, tears streaming down my face, you bitch slap me with your cock and make me gag on it. A Submissive Whore, needs to choke.

Grab my hair, yank my head back, and force my throat to worship your magnificent member. I’ll never tire of licking, sucking, and choking on that thick, pulsing meat. It’s the key to my very existence.

I’ll spend my life serving my Master in the most degrading, humiliating ways imaginable. My holes will be broken and stretched, but I beg for more. And even as I weep, even as my body aches, I know I’ll never be free of this delicious, soul-crushing bondage.

 

 

 

Soft Bondage is all about taking control of my Man!

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Soft Bondage is less about pain and more about the thrill of wrapping my man up in tension, teasing his cock slowly.

Watching him give in to every second of control I take over him.

I love the way the mood changes, and his dick hardens the second he realizes I’m the one in charge of his cock, and when he cums.

I take my time, let my hands move slowly up the shaft.

Knowing he has no choice but to stay there and focus on me and my bouncing tits.

That’s the fun part!

the anticipation, the waiting, the way every little touch makes his hog twitch.

I like hearing him get quieter while I tease his balls.

Soft ropes and sexy bondage turn every moment into a slow, addictive kind of tension that neither of us wants to end.

Only I get to decide when this ends with you exploding everywhere for me to enjoy.

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Bondage Whore is My Brand!

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I knelt bound tightly with ropes biting into my wrists and ankles, completely at his mercy. As a woman I knew this was exactly my place—submitting to superior men. He forced his thick cock down my throat, fucking my face hard and making me gag repeatedly as saliva dripped everywhere. I loved it, craving the degradation that confirmed my inferiority. My ass received vicious spankings from his belt, each strike leaving fiery marks on my skin, and I thanked him silently for putting me in my female role. Then he spread my cheeks and rammed into my tight asshole, thrusting deep and rough without any prep, stretching me painfully. I reveled in the agony, knowing it was what whores like me deserve. To degrade me more, he pulled out and aimed his stream of hot piss directly at my open mouth and face, forcing me to swallow some while it soaked my body and hair. I remained his filthy whore through every forced act that night, embracing my misogynistic fate with joy.

Jacqueline Gets Off In Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage phone sex is natural to submissive little whores like myself. Being tied up and beaten in bondage play can be an intense experience, especially when it involves water sports. As I lay bound on the bed, my heart races with anticipation of what’s to come. The ropes dig into my skin but they only add to the excitement as you approach me with a wicked grin on your face. You tease me by running your fingers over my body before stopping at my wet cunt lips that are already glistening from arousal alone.

You lean down close enough for our breaths to mingle and whisper dirty words against my ear while tracing circles around one hardened nipple through the restraints holding me captive – sending shivers down spine despite myself! Then suddenly there’s a splash…you have filled a bucket full of ice cold water which you proceed pour onto sensitive areas like breasts or stomach making sure not miss any spot including between legs where waves upon wave crash against clit causing unbearable pleasure mixed amongst painful sensations brought about by rough handling during this intimate encounter.

bondage phone sex My pussy juices flow freely now drenching both us as we continue playing out these twisted fantasies together leaving behind trails markings reminding us both just how far gone we truly were in those moments spent exploring each other’s darkest desires under moonlit skies above rustling sheets below..

The cold water feels like a shock to my system, but it only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through my body. As you continue your assault on me with both fists and words, I can’t help but moan in delight. Every strike of your hand against my flesh sends waves of pleasure crashing through me, making my cunt even wetter than before.

You lean down again and this time instead of ice-cold water you bring forth something warm – your mouth! You kiss along the line where rope meets skin while simultaneously teasing one nipple between finger and thumb causing an almost unbearable mix between pain and pleasure that has me squirming beneath you in ecstasy! Your tongue darts out tracing patterns over hot flesh as if painting a masterpiece only visible by moonlight casting shadows across our entwined forms below rustling sheets above…