This submissive whore was used by a ghost last night! Hear me out, I know this sounds crazy but I have no other explanation. I was with my Master at a party when I started to feel really dizzy and much drunker than I should have felt after only one drink. I figured someone has spiked my drink so I went to look for my Master. I never found him instead I passed out and woke up in a creepy dungeon all tied up.I couldn’t see anyone but I could feel myself being penetrated over and over again by some unseen force. I was beaten over and over again with paddles I couldn’t see, choked by hands that were invisible and my body was bent and twisted and tied up in so many different ways all by some figure that I couldn’t see! What else could it be but a ghost? If it were a man I would be able to see him! All around me I could hear screaming and moaning and all sorts of ghostly whispers by all these unseen people, I wasn’t blindfolded I could see the room around me so why couldn’t I see the other victims screaming and begging for mercy? A deep inhuman voice spoke to me then, he sad that he could hear my heart beating fast and he knew that I was terrified but not to worry because it would all be over soon. He said soon you’ll be dead and you’ll leave your body behind to become a spirit, trapped here forever with the rest of my pets. That’s when I started to hysterically scream like a little bitch, I was so scared that I literally peed myself! The room went dark, I must have passed out because I woke up in my bed covered in bruises and sore as hell. I don’t know what really happened last night but I am thankful I survived it!
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Teen Son Cock Worshiping
I am a milf teen cock worshiping subslut that always serves my son. He brought his friends over tonight to play video games and I am expected to serve them. I brought soda and sandwiches as they were deep in the war game. I walked right in front causing something bad to happen in the game. My son got up and slapped me in the face and pushed me down. He said “well mom my game is fucked so why don’t we all fuck you like the whore you are?” I didn’t mean to ruin my son’s night with his friends. But as they each turn turns fucking my pussy and then directed to fuck my ass and make me clean my shit off these teen cocks, I knew this sub mommy had made it up the only way she knows how. By being a cream-filled submissive mommy! I even drank each of their piss in order to show how sorry I was and now I have five teen boys cum to eat instead of one. I love pleasing my boys!
MILF Phone Sex Sluts Make the Best Subs
MILF phone sex sluts make the best submissives. That is what all my masters have told me in the past. Young girls think the world is theirs for the taking. They think they are princesses. Now, the submissive ones usually are just playing a role because they are looking to snag a Christian Gray or they want money and gifts in exchange for being whipped or bound. I know I am not worthy of being pampered or spoiled. I am here to serve men. That means rough fucking, hardcore anal, BDSM games, bukkake parties, gang bangs and even water sports. Coeds complain more. They have rules and limits. They do not understand what being a lifestyle submissive whore means or entails. I live to please my masters. I may not be enthusiastic about what he is doing to me, but I don’t complain. I don’t interject. I don’t negotiate something different, something less degrading. I just take it and do my best not to cry. Old bitches like me may have more miles on us, but we have less fight in us. That is because we know our place. On our knees in front of our masers asking how we can serve you today, sir.
Scat Phone Sex The Milf Torture Series
It was the nastiest scat phone sex story I had. He wanted all the smelly shit details. I gave him everything he wanted. My husband gave me some castor oil while I was pregnant and waited for the cramps to start before, he put me through a play session. I begged him not to touch my ass. I really thought something was wrong! When the ass hook came out, I nearly screamed no! I was begging and crying now. He asked what was wrong as he laughed and I screamed I must shit sir! He laughed and told me to hold it in. My ass was penetrated with the hook and my ass exploded with the biggest amount of shit I ever had. He told me what a filthy whore I was and made me eat the shit that had spattered on him. And then turned and took the biggest dump in my mouth and made me eat it. I was a pregnant submissive slut laying on the floor holding my belly and covered in stinky brown shit as I kept emptying more and more brown poop from my body. That will teach me to buy new brat clothes without permission. I am a toilet whore owned and made to be your nasty milf scat slave. Can you do worse?
Hot Day at the Beach
The day I met Jack, I was sunning myself at an isolated beach. I was completely naked, as I had never seen anyone else venture to visit my lovely secret location. I was on my back and suddenly, a shadow was cooling my skin. Opening my eyes to see if it had become cloudy, I saw him.
I could not see his face. But, I could see that he was also naked. He said, “Hey. What are you doing on my beach?” I said, “Hey. I think it’s my beach.”
He stood above me, moving his legs to either side of me. He went down on his knees, and I felt his clearly hardening cock brush along my stomach. His movements were so fluid, they seemed almost dreamy and, for some reason, I was not alarmed.
He told me not to move. I obeyed.
He told me not to speak. I obeyed.
He ran his fingers all around my breasts, and then pinched my tingling, rock hard nipples. A moan escaped my mouth and he said, “Hush.”
He slid his body back, guiding his lovely cock into my already wet pussy.
He slammed it in deep and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. It only took a few slams before I felt his hot come begin to flow. He pulled his dick out and climbed up to my shoulders, saying, “Lick me clean.” I obeyed.
Then he stood up and walked away without a word.
He wore a large tattoo on his shoulders that said,
“Captain Jack.”
I don’t know if that’s his name but that’s what I’m calling him.
I sure hope I see him again.
Slave training
Another day of Slave training and I must admit the man my Master left me with truly hates women. I don’t know if he has Mommy issues, or maybe an ex-wife but he wants me to know I am nothing. I am here for a man’s pleasure, I
am not here to talk, think or do anything but give up my holes. I am never to tell a man no or refuse him. I am to be daily degraded to make sure I forever remember my place in life is to worship the ground men walk on. I am not allowed to wear clothes, have a phone or anything of that sort. I must keep a collar on at all times, and whatever else he may want me to wear that day. He spends an hour a day beating my ass punching me and kicking me, slapping me, and pulling my hair. He usually makes me choke on his cock while he does this while calling me a stupid cunt and whore. I have been training for 3 days now and I already wish I was dead but my master says I have to be the perfect slave so here I am!


















