Being a submissive whore is the only thing I know. Yesterday master wanted to decorate the tree for the holiday season, he stuffed my cunt full of tree ornaments, they were the old glass kind and as he stuffed them in my pussy and there was no more room, they would break from the force of his shoving the next one in. My pussy was bleeding and cut from him forcing more and more ornaments in me. \When he was done he pulled them all out and put me face down and ass up filling me with whiskey so that he could drink it out of me. I was his human flask, It burned so bad but I new better then to cry out or complain. That would have earned me more punishment. I know how to be the best submissive I can be and to tell you the truth when it was all over the juices that my pussy produced were very soothing.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Text Your Whore
All I ever wanted was to be used. Abused as I should be… fucked relentlessly. I knew I was into being dominated, knew how much it turned me on to feel a cock forcing its way into one of my holes, having no control. I knew how soaking wet I got feeling my wrists bound, my ankles bound, the ball gag placed in my mouth. What could make me more helpless than that? It has my pussy dripping thinking about it. So soaking wet for it too…just waiting and needing to be fucked like the total submissive whore I am, begging thru the ball gag in my mouth, whimpering as I am teased with your cock. You know a slut like me would do anything for your dick and that’s why you test my limits. That’s why you keep trying me to see if I will beg for you to stop…stop torturing, beating, teasing…. You fucking name it. You know I won’t complain, in fact you know I will beg for more, even as I have my drool running down my face. Such a pathetic submissive whore I have, only to be used for what I am worth.
Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig
Bondage phone sex is one of my specialties. I love being bound and gagged like a pig. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I am restrained with a ball gag, you can do anything you want to me. I cannot resist you nor can I scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. This weekend I hooked up with a guy I met at a bondage club. In the club he respected my boundaries and safe words. He was a different breed at my house. He got verbally abusive calling me a fat fucking pig. In fact, he made me oink like a pig for hours. As if that was not humiliating enough, he emptied my garbage can on to the floor. He forced me to gobble up all the spoiled and moldy leftover food from Thanksgiving. I even had to lick up old coffee grounds and dog food.
My arms were restrained behind me so he could pull the rope to control me. One wrong pull and my arms would snap in two. He had a whip that he used with pleasure if I hesitated to lick anything off the floor. “Be a good submissive whore and clean up your mess,” he would scream at me repeatedly. I devoured so much garbage I felt sick. Like a junk yard dog that ate too much. Once all the garbage was eaten off the floor by me, even the plastic and paper, he pissed down my throat. Held my nose tight forcing me to swallow his salty piss water. I thought when I brought him home, I was in for some sensual bondage, maybe some spanking and a little S & M. It was total degradation. I was his worthless pig. Not even a fuck pig. He said I was not good enough for his cock, only his piss, shit and laughter.
He left me tied up, covered in piss and in need of a stomach pump. How would you leave me?
Submissive Whore Will Fight a Bitch for Her Master
My boss apparently has more than one submissive whore MILF on his payroll. When I came to work yesterday, there was another bitch sitting in my office chair. I asked her to leave and she started calling me names. I am submissive to men, not women. I was not going to allow some skanky bitch to disrespect me, especially not in my office. I grabbed her by her bleached locks right out of my chair and tossed her whore ass across the room. She wanted a fight, she was going to get one. Cat fights can get brutal. We were pulling each other’s hair, scratching one another up and down, ever punched each other in the gut a few times. I grabbed her by her crotch to give her a hard clitty twist. Brought the bitch to her knees and forced her to eat my pussy. I pissed all over her face. Dirty bitched needed a lesson in manners. As her face was buried in my muff, and my legs had her head in a vice grip, my boss walked in. He was jacking off watching the cat fight he orchestrated.
He grabbed us both by the hair, forced us to our knees and made us worship his hard cock. As good bitches we gobbled his cock down like it was a Thanksgiving turkey. Our little cat fat was his foreplay. He took turns tag teaming us; made sure to give us equal jet blasts of cum to the face. We shared his spunk in our mouths like good whores. When he left, we went back to fighting over who was top subby bitch. I won. Sat my fat ass on her face, forcing her to lick my shitter clean. She ran out the office like a scared cat. No bitch will come into my office and push me out. My boss, my master. I will fight any bitch to keep servicing my masters, even you.
My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
I was excited, he had me bound arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest rape phone sex fantasies session…mmm.
Working Hard
My master made me work for him today. He told me he would have friends over tonight and they would be using my pussy as entertainment. He tied me up to a chair in the living room and told me I was only allowed to moan. He then blindfolded me and as his boys came over they each fingered, rubbed, and played with my pussy whenever they liked. I could not se anyone but as the voices became more so did their fun. They took turns shoving items in my pussy. Pool sticks, beer bottles, and of course their cocks. I must have been fucked by over 15 guys that night and they all flooded me with their cum. When they left my master kissed me and then left me tied up so he could fuck me. His long cock was so much different than the others and that is the only cock I craved. He even let me swallow his load since the other guys had already flooded my pussy. My master loves me so and I am so happy that he rewards me with his cum.