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Submissive Whore Gene Runs in the Family

submissive whore phone fetishAs a submissive whore, I got curious about why I am the way I am. For as long as I can remember , I have been a beta. Never have wanted to be dominant. Never tried to fight a man with a strong will or a strong hand. I’ve never even been a filly that needed broken. I just always assumed I was born submissive, just like some folks are born gay. Recently, I discovered a big steamer trunk hidden in the attic that belonged to my mother. I had to break the lock to get it open, but what I found answered a bunch of questions. It appears that perhaps I inherited a submissive gene. That trunk was filled with BDSM equipment. Vintage restraints, nipple clamps, paddles and bondage gear. The best part discovery was a box of photos. Old black and whites of my mom. There were 100s of photos of her in various restraints and bondage positions. My favorite set was of her tied to a chair with mousetraps on her nipples.

bdsm phone sexI suspect my father was her master. He was my first master. Was it possible he owned us both and never let on to the other? Or had I replaced mommy as his subby bitch? Because I never had a clue my mommy was submissive. But, I was so turned on knowing that my submissive nature was inherited not learned. For me it is a mix of nature and nurture. I am sure I learned some submissive behavior from watching her with my daddy, even if unconsciously. I cleaned up my mom’s old equipment and called my son over. He likely inherited his dominant nature from my daddy, and my boss, who is his biological father. He just doesn’t know that. My son was more than happy to tie mommy to a chair, affix mousetraps to my nipples and whip me for hours. I got so wet imagining my gingered mommy getting treated like a fuck pig that I came in my panties. My son got so turned on knowing grandma was a pain slut too he fucked my ass while wrapping a pair of her pantyhose around my neck. If my mommy can see me from wherever she is, I hope she proud of her little whore.

Candle Wax for a Submissive Whore

Submissive Whore DorthyBeing a submissive whore means so much more then just doing as you are told. It means so much more then craving attention. You have to want the pain, the punishment, the humiliation. A submissive slut is not something you can fake. So when I found him, this new boyfriend of mine, he was perfectly cruel with a mean streak in him, but I don’t mind actually since he makes me cum very hard, harder then I have ever cum. Last night we were fooling around and he asked if I’d ever played with candle wax, as in the dripping of it on skin. I said a long time ago I’d tried it but it hadn’t really done anything for me. He convinced me to try it again, and I came so fucking hard. He wanted Submissive Slut Dorthyme tied up, so I let him tie me spread eagle on the bed. Then he lit some candles, and picked it up and started dripping the hot wax on my erect nipples and it was soon spread out all over my skin in red lines from the red wax that had dripped and run all over my breasts and belly. I flinched each time it touched my skin. It wasn’t bad pain, but it smarted for sure as the hot wax splashed onto my skin. I was so sensitive. It made me all aware of my senses and he started licking my pussy when he was finished dripping wax all over me. I was a mess and not sure how I’d clean it off, flake it off I guess. He worked on my clit with his tongue and soon had me squirming under him as he drove me wild teasing my pussy. I had the thought that next time I was going to maybe be dripping it all over his cock and switch it up.Submissive Sex Dorthy

Bare Bottom Spankings for the Girl Who Likes to be Spanked

Bare Bottom Spankings DorthyBare bottom spankings for a disobedient submissive whore always seems to be the case! And sometimes I am a bad girl, just because. Just because I am a girl who likes to be spanked. There is just something so amazing about the way my skin feels under your paddle, cane, hand, most of all your hand. The skin to skin contact of a painful slap on a bare bottom make my owned cunt quiver and my heart pound. It is almost like slow motion to me. I can almost hear the air surrounding your disciplined hand whir as you get close to my behind. First impact is always the best. The sting that echos across my skin in waves of pleasure linger in my sex. Almost like dropping a pebble in water, and watching the ripples. The faster your slaps come, the harder they come, and yes they are more painful with Girl Who Likes To Be Spanked Dorthyeach slap. But I lay there in your lap. Thanking you for hurting me in the best way. Crying and begging for more. Please don’t stop hurting me. It makes me feel complete. I am a whole person for it. I take your pain with each slap. You are giving me all the stress and all of your frustrations in this action. Treating me like your little girl who needs to know that her actions were not acceptable. It is a blessing to take your punishment in this manor. As you slap me, you also drive your fingers closer and closer to my cunny. The wet of my cunt dripping onto your legs are now being fed to me. To show me just what kind of whore I am. A whore for craving pain from her Master. A good whore in the end. For after my ass turns bright red from your punishment, you shove your alpha cock into me. And since I was sopping wet, you are pleased. Spanking phone sex is so fucking hot, I would love for you to join me!Submissive Whore Dorthy

At The Club

Bondage Whore DorthyI was at a sex club last weekend and there were some pretty wild things going on, I was excited immediately when I saw them and knew I wanted to be a part of them. I volunteered when someone asked if there was anyone that wanted to try out some nipple weights. I’d tried ones out a few years before and found it strangely arousing and painful at the same time. The’re heavy, Christ, I thought my tits were gonna be pulled off! I was told if I could endure the pain for ten minutes, I’d be rewarded. I stood there, eye on the clock waiting for the ten minutes, I was in real pain. The time was finally up and they removed them. The alligator teeth on them had dug into my flesh and left marks. I was sort of numb in one way and in pain in another. I’d been a good girl though and endured my punishment. I was rewarded with a mouth between my legs, I had no clue who was even licking me. I was on all fours and it was fairly dark in the club, mostly candles for light, but I felt a warm, wet tongue licking me and sucking on my clit. It had been well worth the ten minutes of pain to feel that fantastic sensation between my legs. The slithering tongue, teasing my clit, hands on my ass. Darting inside of me, licking my clit, dripping all over their face. I came all over them; and will be going back to that club to be another someone’s whore this weekend! Do you like a good whore?

Submissive Phone Sex on Earth and in Hell

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex means I am submissive to you. Actually, I am submissive to anyone and anything, even demons and other non entities. A few years ago, I was asleep in my bed, bound to the bed posts and gagged by my Master who would  release me in the morning. Fast asleep; helpless. Yet I somehow awoke in a very dark place. It looked like my bedroom, but not my house. Was I dreaming or had I been kidnapped from my bedroom? I was trembling, scared. Had master arranged a midnight encounter? Then I felt something huge penetrate my ass. Something hot and very thick. I couldn’t see a thing, but I felt it. The same sensation hit me from the front. Huge, hot, spiked dildos is what I thought. Then I was lifted up in the air. How was Master doing this? Had he drugged me with something hallucinogenic?

I felt strong warm, really warm, arms around my waist, squeezing me tightly. So tightly, I thought I would I burst. I was clearly being double penetrated. But by who and where? I’m a good submissive fuck pig. I allowed whomever was molesting me to continue uninterrupted. The question was not who was fucking me but what. There were mirrors in the dark room. I saw my reflection and the red glow of a demon. Horns, razor sharp teeth, dragon like extremities, snake like skin. Was I in hell? Had I died? I wanted to scream, but I told myself this was some sort of nightmare or drug induced hallucination. If it wasn’t, surely it was staged by my Master. Perhaps an elaborate rape fantasy.

I was force fucked by Satan or his spawn for hours. The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed again, restrained like before. No one in sight. My pussy and ass filled with some gelatinous material, and gashes all over my body. And a pentagram branded on my inner thigh. I was the devil’s bitch too.

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Submissive Whore Needs Slave Training for Her Daughter

submissive whoreIt is no secret that I am a submissive whore, not even to my offspring. In fact, my daughter has expressed interest in slave training. She recently caught my Master walking me on a leash and it turned her on. She stopped by work to bring me lunch and caught me coming up the stairs on all fours behind my boss sporting a pretty pink collar and a silver leash. She asked me about it, but before I could respond, Master said that all women are dogs; nothing more than loyal pets to men. I could see my daughter’s excitement at the prospect of being a man’s pet. I put a spare collar around her neck so she could see how good it feels to be collared.

At that moment, Master came out of his office and slapped a leash on her and ordered me to strip her naked. Even though she is my daughter, he is my Master. He comes first, even above my family. My daughter looked lovely as a pet, but I was suddenly consumed with jealousy. Was he going to replace me with a younger, leaner model? He saw the look in my eye. “Don’t worry Bernie, you are still my top dog, or should I say, bottom dog,” he giggled as he spanked my ass. He slipped my collar and leash back on and took us to the dog park for a walk. My daughter was having difficulty walking on all fours in pumps, but I tried to show her how to balance her body.

bdsm phone sexI’m a seasoned pet. Been getting walked for years. I even have to eat my lunch on bowls on the floor in Master’s office. I don’t think my daughter understands the full extent of my submissive life. She had gravel in her knees and palms from our trip to the dog park. She whined and complained, which angered Master. He slapped her ass, forced her to drink water from a bowl on the floor, then lectured her on learning how to be a good submissive from her mother. I have been put in charge of breaking her for my Master. Perhaps you can help me with her training? With the right discipline, she can be just like her mother.

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This BDSM Phone Sex Slut Accepts Her Punishment Like a Good Slave

bdsm phone sexBDSM phone sex is not for novices. Many women claim to be submissive whores, yet they cannot tell you the principles of a BDSM relationship. Bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism. I am all too familiar with them. This weekend I experienced all 4. I was in a haste to leave work early Thursday for the holiday weekend, and forgot to send an important fax. This angered my Master, my boss. He showed up at my house Friday morning. If he makes an unannounced house call, it is never good for me.

First, he tied me up. Ball gag in mouth too. I went over his knees for a good spanking. My eye caught the bag he brought. I got scared. If he brought extra tools, then he was really in an S & M mood. He made me unzip the bag and lay everything out. It was a bag for breasts and nipple play. I mean torture. I have big natural boobs, which are very sensitive to pain. Master knows this. I laid out candles, nipple clamps, rope, Ben-Gay, sandpaper, a T.E.N.S device, a small cane, razor blades and a vice grip.

submissive phone sex“Beg for your punishment you worthless pig,” he screamed at me as he pulled my red hair. I did as I was told. He bound my breasts. He doesn’t go lightly on them. The skin around my breasts turned bluish gray. This wasn’t enough pain for him. He sliced my nipples open, squeezed Ben Gay on them, then dripped hot wax over my breasts while he caned them. He used my tits as punching bags for awhile turning them black, blue and purple. Sandpaper tore the flesh from my breasts. More Ben Gay into the bleeding wounds made me grimace and fight back tears. I knew I deserved punishment for being negligent.

The coup d’é·tat for Master, was suspending me by my nipples from a bar while he canned my ass, making me say “I’m a stupid cunt,” repeatedly. By the time he was done, my breasts looked like raw hamburger meat and my ass had gashes in it. He kissed my cheek, told me he loved me and that he would see me Monday at work. I am much more attentive to my duties now. A slave needs harsh discipline to be the best submissive slut she can be for her Master.

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BDSM Phone Sex Brat Needs A Spanking

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I was at Master’s house this weekend for the holiday, as much as I loved the fireworks, I began to get really bored. That is when I decided that I was going to have myself some fun. I took a few fire crackers, and twisted the wicks together, lighting them and throwing them behind Master making him jump up out of his chair. I made him mad, which I can not say was not my intention to begin with. He called me sternly to his side. I hung my head down. As he began to lecture me a small chuckle of excitement leaked from my mouth. He laid me over his lap. I giggled and then was silenced as he gave me a hard BDSM phone sex swat right across my ass. I whimpered and then he asked if I would ever do it again. I answered honestly like a good little fuck slut, that I could not guarantee anything. I sucked in my bottom lip biting it hard and bracing for more spanking phone sex. Oh boy, he was super pissed, after only 6 swats i could feel the heat radiating from my ass. He grabbed me up and took me into the house. I tried to act like I was not excited for the punishment I was going to get. He took rope and tied me in half. He then began to ram his hard rod into my puss. I whimpered and screamed as he drilled me. My nipples in perfect proximity for him to pinch and slap, causing me to shriek till he filled my anal cavity with him load. 

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BDSM Phone Sex My Pain = Your Pleasure

Enlist me as your new Sub Slut and I will not disappoint my new Master of BDSM phone sex. My humiliation, pain, and service is what will fuel your pleasure. As your new submissive whore, my pleasure is to ensure my new Master is appropriately pleased by me.

I won’t disappoint Master and will whimper, moan and scream as to result in harsher punishments, as I know the harsher the lashings the more pleasure Master gets. Pleasing Master is my life goal and if I fail and become useless I deserve every lashing and humiliating display that becomes imposed on me.

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Please accept my groveling plea to use me as you will, my humbled self awaits the taste of your punishment. Don’t deny this submissive phone sex vixen a chance to serve and please you.

 

Submissive Whore Promise To You

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This is a submissive whore’s promise to her Master. 

i promise i will do everything i can to please you Sir!

i promise to treat you with love and respect, 

i promise i will kneel at your feet.

i promise to serve your every need. 

i promise to do my best at anything you tell me.

i promise i will accept punishment when i don’t.

i promise that i will test you like you test me.

i promise to be your silly submissive phone sex slut. 

i promise to make you happy no matter what. 

Most of all my promise to you is something that i will always hold true. 

Master i will put all of my trust in you, know that to others it holds no value. 

i am your Master from the good to the bad, and this is my promise.

always and forever, 

Cydney