As a Fuck toy, I don’t have choices in where I sleep at night.
One night I’ll be in someone’s bed getting my whore mouth fucked, the next I’ll be strapped to a concrete slab in some warehouse with the ropes wrapped so tight that I can feel my nipples going numb.
I can have any one of my wet holes filled with anything imaginable, and some unbelievable, at any given time, and it almost always hurts.
I rarely have a say in anything.
But the pain makes it all worth it, that rush when skin finally breaks and blood oozes, when flesh gets torn off of bone.
That’s how I end up spending the night with Him.
I showed up to his hotel room, he was traveling for work and lonely.
Lonely probably isn’t the right word, more like horny.
Happily married, well employed, a man content with his life, almost.
He had a secret, and I wouldn’t be in his hotel room if he didn’t need to fulfill that particular need.
He surprised me right away, he actually said hello to me, asked me how I was doing. He even took my coat off and asked if I needed anything, not the usual way that a Master would treat their property.
It made me uncomfortable, and he saw that right away. His personality shifted immediately as he glared at me and grabbed my hair, kissing me so hard that his teeth broke my bottom lip open.
I could feel my slit leak as he sucked my blood in his mouth and tore off my shirt and bra.
He shoved me to the floor and told me that he didn’t approve of the slutty way that I dressed, which confused me even more. I was wearing a thin halter top and a leather mini skirt so short that my ass cheeks hung out.
Don’t all Masters like slaves wearing as little clothing as possible?
He sat back on the bed and took off his belt, unzipping his pants to pull out a thick monster cock, rock solid and already leaking precum.
I wanted to suck that meat stick more than anything else in the world, but I may be a worthless whore but I’m not an idiot.
I sat on the floor until he gave me permission to crawl to him.
Once I got to his feet he dragged me over his lap and pulled off my skirt, then started cracking that belt over my entire ass, whipping it raw and bleeding until he moved on to my thighs, going all the way down to my knees.
I’m all drool and tears when he finally changes the belt for his bare hand, which is gently caressing my bloody bum. He makes me count out twenty very hard swats to my already abused ass before he is finally satisfied.
Then he flips me over and does the one thing that I was not expecting.
He holds me in his arms, firm cock pressing into my crack, and he tells me that he doesn’t like for his toys to show other men what belongs to him.
He strokes my hair and tells me what a good little slave I have been, then he tells me I can call him Paul.
I have had a lot of Masters, but only one of them lets me call him Paul.
The rest of the night was a gentle bliss filled blur.
Category: Bondage and submission
Submissive Whore Naomi
I am below trash, to be exact I am nothing but shit. I am a dirty shit covered whore. A dirty worthless cunt that needs to be punished. I want to be your slave. Train me to be the obedient whore you want. Torture me and make me your submissive whore. Spank me, slap me, make me your toilet. Humiliate me and degrade me. I love to humiliate myself for you. Let me call myself names for you. I am a dirty whore and I need to be punished!
I want to be your fuck toy. All of my holes are for you to fuck and punish. Make me your dirty cum dumpster. I need your cum and your punishment. I beg you to take me and train me. Make tie me up and make me suck your cock master. I want to be your dirty whore. Please master I want to make you happy, please let me suck your cock. Please master I will beg for you all night long!
Slave Training
My master could see my nipples…I knew he could. It was cold out and I wasn’t wearing a bra…I knew this was going to require some punishment. He didn’t like other’s being able to see my rock hard nipples, those were his – he owned me. As soon as we got home he was smacking me around and ordering me to get undressed. Calling me a whore and a stupid fucking slut. I didn’t dare disobey him, I simply stripped my clothes and looked ashamed. He dragged me to the bathroom and turned on the water. It was boiling hot. He didn’t put any cold on, so literally the water was so hot it could scorch my skin. He pushed a gag into my mouth, pushed me under the water and tied my hands up to the shower head. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t escape the boiling heat that was pouring over my body, I wanted to cry but I knew better not to. I was moaning and begging through the ball in my mouth, and he was smiling and stroking his cock. I was helpless and he knew it. He told me since I wanted to be a skank he was going to make sure that I wasn’t cold and my nipples weren’t rock hard. And what could I do? Nothing…
Submissive Phone Sex Slut Does as She is Told
Submissive phone sex sluts can’t wait to be used by you on the phone and in the bedroom. My Master often pimps me out to business associates. I don’t enjoy fucking random strangers, but I do as I am told. This particular client enjoys older women who wear old fashioned lingerie. Today’s young girl slaps a thong on and calls it lingerie. More seasoned gals know that stockings and a garter belt often rocks a man’s world. So, I dressed appropriately. I greeted Jim with a smile wearing a bra and panty set with matching garter and stockings. In high heels of course. I served him lunch and cocktails first before I fell to my knees to worship his cock like a good submissive whore. He was big and thick, so it was my pleasure to be his out of town bitch. I was happy to worship his throbbing cock. I did my best to take him balls deep in my mouth. Since he loves the sexy feel of silk, I removed a stocking, wrapped it around his cock and sucked him until he was cumming thru them. I thought to myself, “Wow that was easy.” I spoke too soon. Jim took the cum drenched stocking and shoved it in my mouth to serve as a ball gag. He then ransacked my drawers until he found a pair of pantyhose he liked. He tied them tight around my neck. So tight I started to choke. He was incredibly strong for an older gentleman. He bent me over the bed and fucked my ass as he continued to strangle me. I was gagging, coughing, drooling, pretty much suffocating and he was fucking my ass and enjoying every minute of it. Eventually, I passed out. Woke up with cum running out my ass and $500 dollars on the bed, but I knew that money belonged to Master. If I tried to keep it without saying anything, I know I would end up in a box.