All I ever wanted was to be used. Abused as I should be… fucked relentlessly. I knew I was into being dominated, knew how much it turned me on to feel a cock forcing its way into one of my holes, having no control. I knew how soaking wet I got feeling my wrists bound, my ankles bound, the ball gag placed in my mouth. What could make me more helpless than that? It has my pussy dripping thinking about it. So soaking wet for it too…just waiting and needing to be fucked like the total submissive whore I am, begging thru the ball gag in my mouth, whimpering as I am teased with your cock. You know a slut like me would do anything for your dick and that’s why you test my limits. That’s why you keep trying me to see if I will beg for you to stop…stop torturing, beating, teasing…. You fucking name it. You know I won’t complain, in fact you know I will beg for more, even as I have my drool running down my face. Such a pathetic submissive whore I have, only to be used for what I am worth.
Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig
Bondage phone sex is one of my specialties. I love being bound and gagged like a pig. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I am restrained with a ball gag, you can do anything you want to me. I cannot resist you nor can I scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. This weekend I hooked up with a guy I met at a bondage club. In the club he respected my boundaries and safe words. He was a different breed at my house. He got verbally abusive calling me a fat fucking pig. In fact, he made me oink like a pig for hours. As if that was not humiliating enough, he emptied my garbage can on to the floor. He forced me to gobble up all the spoiled and moldy leftover food from Thanksgiving. I even had to lick up old coffee grounds and dog food.
My arms were restrained behind me so he could pull the rope to control me. One wrong pull and my arms would snap in two. He had a whip that he used with pleasure if I hesitated to lick anything off the floor. “Be a good submissive whore and clean up your mess,” he would scream at me repeatedly. I devoured so much garbage I felt sick. Like a junk yard dog that ate too much. Once all the garbage was eaten off the floor by me, even the plastic and paper, he pissed down my throat. Held my nose tight forcing me to swallow his salty piss water. I thought when I brought him home, I was in for some sensual bondage, maybe some spanking and a little S & M. It was total degradation. I was his worthless pig. Not even a fuck pig. He said I was not good enough for his cock, only his piss, shit and laughter.
He left me tied up, covered in piss and in need of a stomach pump. How would you leave me?
Thanksgiving cum slut phone sex
I fucked up this time majorly! My daddy was so not happy with me. He put a leash and collar on me and chained me up in a corner. I was told to pink and bark like the little filthy thing that I was. Thanksgiving came around and he made me eat his leftovers off the floor. His cock swelled as he made a joke of me. Everyone in my family laughed. I am a pathetic piece of shit and I am a pathetic excuse of an existence. I told my daddy sorry and he told me to beg for his cock. I did as I was told and he graciously had no problem with smacking me in the face when my cunt started to get wet. He made me piss myself and then shoved my face in it and spanked me. He then bent me over and spread my ass cheeks open and shoved his cock deep inside my shit hole. He kept thrusting hard and deep as i tried not to scream. If I was loud he hit me on the back of my head and yanked my hair back. “Now tell me how thankful you are for your daddy’s cock, since it’s thanksgiving! Do it bitch.”
Submissive Whore Loves Bukkake Phone Sex
As a submissive whore, I get invited to a lot of bukkake parties. I love cum. I love eating it; getting coated in it; feeling it ooze out my cunt and ass, and filling up my tummy. My daddy gave me lots of cum when I was just an ankle biter. I have been a cum guzzler ever since. I was not so much invited to a party, as the main attraction. My Master held a little party for some of his business associates and I was the entertainment. Party may be the wrong word. It was a circle jerk. My job was to get pelted with cum shots. I sat on a desk, chin up and tits out, begging for cum. There was at least a 100 business men there, so I got bucket loads of cum. When you have a 1 to 100 ratio, you are confident that you will get two tons of cum. Some dudes had nasty smelling and even worse tasting spunk. Those damn California hippies with their wheat grass shakes. But I guzzled even the nasty spunk up like it was premium vodka. Sucked it off cocks, licked it off the floor, even sucked it off my titties. My boss was so pleased with my cum taking skills, he gave me his own musky jet blast down the throat. Since I did so well as a cum whore, he is going to let me be the entertainment at a his Christmas party. He said he has invited over 300 men. I guess I’m getting a gallon of jizz for Christmas this year.





















