Category: Bondage phone sex

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.

 

Submissive Sex Video Viewing Fun

You need some company with a naughty submissive sex whore that loves BDSM porn videos. We can discuss the things you wish to try on me and get ideas on how your new little subby can please her big bad Master.

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I’ve had Masters bind my breasts with rope and hogtie me, gag me, and forcefully use toys on my cunt and ass. I’ve have electric tens units used on my cunt as I was force face fucked. These ideas my Master’s have gotten from the videos and this little subby loves being bound and rape phone sex fantasies acted out on me. The last Master I had was so into watching these videos with me that he had the room wired with a multitude of screens playing video of our sessions. Those really seem to fuel him hardness towards me and it makes my cunt drip.

Abducted and Tortured

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Some people chose the bondage phone sex life and others are forced into it. I was never given a choice. It certainly wasn’t a lifestyle that I chose, but one that I’ve come to accept. I miss my family and If I ever want to see them again, I must comply with my Master’s wishes.

I always thought human trafficking or flesh peddling was a joke. Just an excuse to account for the runaways. But now that I am personally living this nightmare, I finally understand the evil truth.

There’s a party tonight. High society in the bondage kingdom and I know Master plans to take me. It reminds me of the Kennel Club show where the dog gets named best in show. He’ll dress me all up and flaunt his property. I will be expected to tend to the needs of anyone who asks. Basically, I get to be a punching bag and fuck doll to any man who wishes to inflict pain upon me. I’m a good little poochie though. I’ll be the perfect slave. Tonight I will still be forced to listen to the tortured screams of the others who failed to please the Masters. For some it will be the End. For others the torment just goes on forever.

Training the newbies

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“Harder.” I screamed. “Make it hurt.”  The belt landed solidly against my naked ass. I arched with the pain of my bondage phone sex whipping, feeling my pussy getting wet. Just a few more blows and I knew I’d be coming. You were new to this. You didn’t hit with nearly as much force as Master did. I knew that if I allowed you to go easy on me, that I’d pay for it later.  Trainees like you were not uncommon. In all of the years since I’d been abducted and forced into slavery, I’d seen so much young ones pass through these doors.

I began to taunt you, hoping that it would be just what you needed to really turn lose on me. I hissed ugly words between my clenched teeth. You didn’t even know how to insert a ball gag properly. “Faggot. Loser. Tiny dick.” I provoked you. Finally some emotion from you. I could see your jaw clench. Your cock was rising over the top of your leather pants. I knew you couldn’t take much more.

One more act of disobedience was all it took. You were on me like a wolf on fresh kill. You grabbed me by the throat, forcing your fuck stick down my gullet. I choked and you began to punch me as you pumped into my face. I could smell the stench of your sweaty balls as you fucked me. The bile rose in my throat but I swallowed it. You were just like the others. An evil controlling man whose penis was only hardened by abusing a helpless person.

You pulled out with the first throb of your cock. Slippery with my spit, you gripped it, jacking it. I bowed my head and waited for the shower of cum. Sluts like me were born for one reason. To take the abuse that other women refused and make it my talent. Knowing that I was dead forever to my family, what did it matter what happened to me now?

Lost

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It’s been 15 years since I was kidnapped. So many years of bondage phone sex that I’ve forgotten how to be normal. I was living the good life as the trophy wife of a local businessman. A mother of two young ones. A pillar of the community. My hubby had lured me into the cuckold life that he loved. Men were always coming and going. Looking back, I wonder if this was all planned. The day I was attacked, everyone was gone. A masked man dragged me into a van and my life changed forever.
My abductor was a cruel man. He broke me, starved me, and beat me senseless. I’ll never forget the day he brought home the newspaper where my husband had me declared dead. I lost the will to live that day. He owned me now. He knew where I was weak. My fiesty side was gone. I was dead inside. I was property, like a pet. I faced the life that he forced me to live.
Six months later, it all changed. He brought home another paper where my husband was marrying my best friend. That night, I begged him to kill me. And believe me, he tried. All of his angry lust spilled out as he inflicted every horror in his dungeon upon me. I lashed me, strung me up, violated me with every object. But I felt nothing inside. I was meat. Just a pretty plaything that he could share with his friends. And somewhere along the way, my pain turned to arousal. My pussy throbs with each blow, every kick, and every vile word. I am now a submissive whore. Chained, helpless, and born to serve my master. Use me as your cum dumpster, ashtray, or footstool. I know my place. I am nobody.

Spank me please

Phone sex specialsI miss feeling the sting of rope around my wrists and you drag me around the room with my hands and feet tied behind me back. That feeling makes my tight little cunt so wet, and the marks they leave makes my pussy throb. I want to feel as much pain you are willing to give me master. I will do anything you want, and I will be sure to please you. I want you to bend me over and take a wooden spoon and spank me till you see my little ass turning blue and purple. You can even make me fucking bleed master that is what I like. I want you to smack me so hard I can taste blood rushing down my throat.

Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex goes hand in hand with being a submissive. I love being tied up, it is just hard to tie yourself up. I have become quite good at tying up my boobs, however. I like to make them look like torpedoes for your abuse. This weekend, my son caught me practicing with ropes on my tits. He liked the image of seeing my boobs look like cow udders he said. He offered to help me. I should have known better. Not only did he tie up my breasts, he tied me to the bed. I could feel the ropes cutting into my flesh. I could feel the circulation stopping. I was in pain and pinned to the bed like a squashed bug. My son started slapping my tits. He even flicked his cigarette ashes on my breasts. He came on my tits and left me. I thought he would be back soon. I feel asleep despite the pain. Woke up when my son returned with some friends. They looked like hungry vultures circling me like I was roadkill. They pulled out their cocks and started stroking their dicks while I was all tied up.  I was in pain from the lack of circulation to my breasts, but no one cared, especially not my son. They just laughed and masturbated. I had rope burns and cuts that opened my flesh under my tits.  I begged to be released. I promised to be a good mommy, a good whore. Nothing. Just the look of disdain for his own mother in his eyes. His friends started mounting me like I was a drunk coed at a frat party. They fucked me until they had all had a turn. They paid my son money as they left. My son finally untied me. My boobs looked like they were used as air bags in a car accident. It will be awhile before I can even put a bra on again. I guess now I have a new extreme bondage story to share.

Sexy Bondage Whore Willingly Submits

I will submit to a true Master and be his own personal sexy bondage whore. Tie me up and beat me or tie me down and tease me, I am at your service Master. I will be your cum slut phone sex whore or the punching bag you require with all that aggression you have built up over the work week.

Let me be of service Master I promise to be a good submissive whore for you and all of your friends. I really loved the time this Master I had who was a biker abused and used me. He let all of his biker buddies take turns on fucking my gaping ass and cunt as they tied me up on the rack in the bar that held the pool cues. How would you restrain or train me?

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Extreme Fetish Phone Sex

Extreme fetish phone sexSuspended from the ceiling, I was staring at him through bleary eyes. He’d already clamped my nipples, and had me gagged. He was cracking that whip across my ass and thighs, digging it into me, lashing the skin til parts of it flayed open. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, but I am such a weak little bitch sometimes. Now, I had to accept the punishment. He set the whip down and picked up the riding crop. He started smacking that down across my tits, over and over again, welting them, making them bleed in places. The tears rolled out of my puffy eyes as I cried through that ball gag. The next 2 lashes from the crop smacked the nipple clamps so hard that they ripped their way off my nipples, pulling bits of skin with them. He told me, then, that what he did was for love, and that I needed to remember how loved I was. He kissed my cheek, and then left me to hang there and think about my actions for a bit.

Cheap phone sex whore

Cheap phone sexI want a mouth full of big black cock right know. I love being a little submissive whore who can take a cock down her throat without gagging like a little wanna be whore. I am the real deal I can take your shaft all the way down to your big fat balls and make sure you release that nut. If you want a little trash fucking whore then I am your girl! I have taken so many big fucking cocks since I was a little brat, and I am positive my tight pink pussy with grip your shaft untill you explode in my cunt. When I bend over and spread my ass cheeks you can see right into my asshole, It is gaped open and ready for you to stuff me like a thanksgiving ham.