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?
Category: BDSM chat
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!