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Break me down and abuse me.

Submissive phone sexThere’s nothing like a little Submissive phone sex to make a girl feel loved. Sometimes I think that I defy you just to get your attention. You nearly killed me last time that I was disobedient. It was just a little thing but your red face made me realize that I had gone too far. I had already blown many of your party guests and my stomach ached from swallowing so much cum. You pointed at one more man and I shook my head. He was a huge obese pig known for his cruelty. I’d seen him put his cigar out on a slave’s back, laughing at her pain. I’d also heard the rumor that his cum was like spoiled cream, foul, clotted, and smelly. One of my fellow slaves compared it to eating pet jizz. So I pleaded no.

Master was angry. He dragged me back to his den and locked me in my pet crate. Hours went by and then Master and the Fat One burst into the room, all fucked up. I was dragged out and spread wide open. Master shocked me with the electric dildo until my back arched into the air. Then the hog towered over me, squatted and flopped his fat belly right over my face. The stench from his sweaty underbelly made me choke. His tiny penis barely protruded from the fat roll below. His hairy balls tasted of sweat and filth. I gasped her air as he poked his tiny pecker at my mouth. “Suck it.” he bellowed. I felt Master lash my pussy hard with his crop.

“Beg for it, slut.” I heard Master growl. I begged that lard ass to give me his cum, even as I gagged. His fat little fuckmeat quivered and began to spurt. I stuck out my tongue as it rained all over my face. I swear I heard my hips crack as master spread me wide and fucked me with the Budha still sitting on my head. I felt the vomit rise in my throat but gulped it back down. I knew what my punishment would be if I dared to puke on his vile cock.

Writhing delightful

My wrists and ankles are so soar from being tied up last night, they are still raw and the rope even cut threw a little bit. My pussy is still convulsing from how many times I came last night as well, my knees wont stop shaking and all I can do is think about how good its gonna feel to do it all over again tonight. I want my legs to be hogtied behind me while my hands and writs are behind my back.

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I want to feel the rope dig into my skin as I wiggle and try to get away from the delightful pain that my master applies in whatever manner he sees fit to my body. I want to feel like the dirty little slut I know I am. I need to be punished for being this horny. and I want my body to feel every ounce of the pounding and pain that I knoBDSM phone sexw I am gonna get.

Living the slave life

slave trainingEvery woman deserves slave training from her man. Deep down we all want to be owned and disciplined. Feminists really need a few lessons on how to treat their Master.

You turn the crank on the stretching machine and I feel my hips pulling from their sockets. I grit my teeth and try not to cry out. I deserve my punishment and Master is enjoying it immensely. I see your cock grow as you crank it again. The rope burns into my wrists and ankles. My vertebrae scream with pain. This is what I get for my disobedience. You told me not to wash my pussy after the party last night. You wanted it ripe and crusty. One of your freak colleagues was coming over to lick it clean. I cost you money.

I did not obey. I washed it and douched all of the clotted cum from inside, waxing the stubble and shaving my legs. I hated feeling all raw inside, the smelly ooze on my panties, the stench of sweat in my hair.

So I disobeyed and now I pay the price. It’s going to be a long night and you won’t stop until you tire. Tomorrow I will be a bloody, bruised pulp and it is my own fault. A worthless slut like me should always obey the Master.

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Training your own submissive whore

BDSM chatLet me give you some BDSM chat lessons on how to train that disobedient cunt in your own life. I was once like her. Lazy, inattentive to your needs, spending all of your money, and fucking around and partying while you work. Quit being a pussy and put your foot down…right on her throat. Act like a man for a change. Be the King of your house.

First of all, withhold money and cock. If she bitches, tie her up and spank that bare ass hard. Make a list of daily expectations and chores. If they are not complete when you get home, throw her in a cold shower and string her up by her wrists. Your cock will get raging hard when you do this a few times, but you must NOT fuck her. Cock is a privilege now. She must beg you to be allowed to suck it.

Remove the food from the house. Take her car away. You must break this worthless bitch so you can train her. My Master used the same method on me. She will cry and beg but just like me, she will submit. Don’t be afraid to bring out that new riding crop that you’ve been dying to apply to that pretty little ass.

Once you get these basics down, you’re ready for Part II. Call me and we can talk more about it. Soon your whore will be as obedient as me.

 

Assuming the position

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I’m an avid lover of submission, bondage, orgasm denial and control and just plain being experimented on. There really isn’t a whole lot that I haven’t done. Things that don’t do much for me are… vanilla (bored), romantic (too mushy), snuggling I don’t think so. I am your sub, your slave, here for any whim that comes to mind. My tits are sensitive; my ass is ready for use, and my pussy, my wet pussy is here for your every need. Now, all I need is a full-time Master. He wants to control me, use me, quell that inner need to bind and Dominate. Each time as I blog, I’d like to share my adventures and see where that leads you, in your mind was I used enough, was I denied long enough? How would you like to use me, Sir?

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Bondage Phone Sex Slut

bondage phone sexDo you like bondage phone sex talk? I am a bondage slut. Have been since I was a young girl. Daddy would tie me up and leave me in the closet. Sometimes, he did this for hours. Once he left me for an entire day. Of course, he punished me for pissing my panties. I was a young girl. I couldn’t hold my bladder that long. Things are no better now that I am older either. Master was very displeased with me the other day. I fucked up at work. My punishment was severe, I thought. He stripped me naked and tied me up in pretty blue rope. Not for a few hours, but for a few days. No food. No water. No bathroom. In the past, he has simply forgotten about me. He is old and forgetful. Not this time. He knew what he was doing. After close to 48 hours, he sent my son to rescue me. My son, however, decided to take advantage of the situation. “Since you already smell like a toilet, Mom,” he seethed as he pulled out his cock and pissed in my face.  My son takes after his father and grandfather. Both have such a mean streak when it comes to women. I was untied, but not until he was done force fucking my pissy pussy and shitty ass. He spit on me, kicked me in the belly and told me to clean myself up because I was a disgrace. Stupid whores like me deserve to be treated like human toilets, right?

Master Takes Out His Rage

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Master was upset with me, so I tried my best to diffuse the situation as best as I could. My attempts were in vain- I seemed to only make him more upset. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the floor and down to the basement. I tumbled down the stairs from his powerful kick. Landing like a rag doll at the foot of the stairs, I laid there, still dazed. When Master made it down, he picked me back up by the hair and forced me to kneel face down with my ass in the air. He secured the thick leather cuffs so that each wrist was attached to an ankle. With no slack in the restraints, I was stuck in this position.

Drawing his hand back, he spanked my bare ass with a powerful slap. My ass stung as my cheeks began to turn pink. Yelping with each strike, I endured the seemingly endless spanking until my ass was red hot and my nerve endings all screamed in agony. Jerking my head back, he came around and jammed his cock down my throat until he was about to blow his load. He then held my head in place so I couldn’t move around as his creamy jizz covered my face. Standing up, he lit up a cigarette, ashing it onto my ass as he let his stream of piss roll down my entire body. I’ll have to work harder not to make Master mad anymore.

Submissive Slut Enjoys the Party!

Submissive slutIt was party time, and I was one of the subs. There was rope play, and I was going to LOVE it. They had brought in plenty of rope, and I was in heaven! My arms were tied behind my back in several places, and my tits were bound up so tightly that the circulation was being cut off, but they were perfect fucking globes. My thighs were kept open by a spreader at the ankles, and everyone was free to walk by and do whatever they wanted to my body. Some walked by and smacked my tits, my ass, my belly, and even my cunt. Others brought the violet wand around and zapped me in different places. By the time the fucking actually started, I was so fucking wet, it was dripping out of me. The first person to reach me for fucking was a woman, and she was quite the hottie and a dominatrix. She doesn’t get on the floor for just anyone, so seeing this woman get down on her knees in front of me was breathtaking. She ran a finger lightly over my cunt from ass crack to clit, pulling off some of the juices that were dripping from me. Then, of all things, she put her face between my thighs, and drug her tongue over that same stretch. I groaned at how erotic it was to have this powerful, dominant woman on her knees and licking my cunt. She dipped her tongue up into me and pulled some of those juices out, making me even hotter. When she finally stood back up, I was horny as fuck, and I knew how privileged I was to get that treatment from her. She pulled me to a private room, and she dominated me for the rest of the night, and I could not have been happier!

Pantyhose Foot Fetish Fun

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So, there’s this thing called submissive phone sex. I have been living the nightmare for over 8 yrs now and Master’s demands are just getting more outrageous with time. Last night you called me to your den. I bowed at your feet. You yanked me up by my hair and ordered me to put on my “slut suit.”  That meant we were probably going to one of your famous parties where it would be “no-holes-barred” with me. I’d get passed around like a plate of Hors d’oeuvres in a starving crowd of drug doused pervs.  I knew by the time I went home, I’d be a mess of raw flesh, covered in bruises, and exposed to all kinds of disease.

Tonight, you wanted me to wear pantyhose and heels. I knew that was code for your foot fetish crowd. They cared nothing about my pussy or mouth. These were piggie-sucking and fucking,  joe-jam slurping losers. Shredding my pantyhose open to get to my pink-toenailed jewels. Several of them at one time would be rubbing their cocks over my legs and feet, admiring the soft foot flesh. They’d press my soles together, fervently fucking my my foot pussy.

What they don’t know is your dirty secret. Later, when the party is over, you’ll have me peel off the ripped and jizz soaked pantyhose. You’ll put them to your nose, inhale deeply, and then moan. I will stroke your cock, chanting. “Pretty pink piggies, all soaked in cum.” You’ll suck out all of the fuck juices from my smelly hose until you spurt your own load on my waiting little tootsies.

 

Extreme Bare Bottom Spankings

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Bare bottom spankings make my pussy wet. Ever since that first time daddy tossed me over his knees and pulled my panties down to punish me, I have loved the feel of a firm hand on my bare ass. My master enjoys spanking me. He has been obsessed with my ass and tits for over 20 years now. He is an old school master. We have long participated in bondage and spanking games. When I go to underground BDSM clubs, I discover quickly that the kind of old school relationship I have with my master is antiquated. Men are harsher, even sadistic these days. I am a pain slut by nature, but I get scared when I encounter new men. I am not prepared for the modern submissive whore world. I was at a spanking club over the weekend. It just opened. It is a bar and a fetish club. Great name too. It is called Bottoms Up. When you walk in, it has the feel of an upscale metro bar. The private rooms have the same modern feel, however, inside lurks a darkness. I discovered that the hard way when I went in with Charles. What he did to my ass was not spanking. It was pure torture. I am a pain slut, but he used a variety of instruments on my ass that resulted in broken skin, blisters and the need for medical attention. He strapped me to a device that restrained me with my ass up in the air. I couldn’t escape. That was my first clue that I was about to get a whipping like none before. Belts, leather switches, wooden paddles, and a Cat o Nine tails were all used at rapid speed on my bare ass. When he was done, I was bleeding, crying and struggling to walk. I am not prepared for the new world of master and servant.