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Christmas With A Submissive Whore

submissive whore robynMaster woke up this morning in a very festive mood. I found him in the living room dressed as Santa with several toys surrounding him including a leash and collar. Being a submissive whore my pussy was dripping wet in an instant. I couldn’t wait for my Christmas present. With my eyes lowered I approached him and dropped to my knees. Even from down here I could smell the whiskey and he was swaying. To my surprise he ordered me to get up. “I have something different in mind for us today, my little whore” he said in very slurred speech, He lifted my chin and said that he wanted to be my submissive Santa this Christmas. His dick was rock hard under his velvety red Santa pants and my body responded in kind. Taking the collar with shaking hands I fastened it around his neck and snapped the leach in place. At first I was timid and scared but he urged me to go for it. I shoved him roughly to the floor and pulled his pants down for a good bare bottom spanking with the whip. As his ass got red and hot I got more and more turned on. His dick was throbbing and jumping and his balls were contracting. I knew he was going to cum all over his Santa suit. I ordered him to stop and not waist that cum of his. I drank it all up before making him my bondage whore for the afternoon. Merry Christmas to me!submissive phone sex specials

A Bad Girl needs to be punished

submissive whore LeahOn occasion, I am naughty. I wear clothes that show off my body.
Tiny skirts, flimsy shirts, making all the horny men squirt.
No panties on, I walk with sass. Swinging my hips to shake my ass.
Showing off my little bits, pulling my top to expose my tits.
Behavior that I think is fine, my Master says is out of line.
I strut my stuff by light of day, but when Master finds out, it’s time to pay.
He measures out each indiscretion, weighing them for a painful lesson.
Step by step, just like a dance. I’m over his lap, He pulls down my pants.
My smile shatters just like glass as blow by blow rains down on my ass.
He hits sure and He hits hard, slowly breaking down my guard.
My flesh grows hot, the skin reddens. Sadly, the pain does not deaden.
The lesson is learned, and so it is; I will not show off what is His.

Submissive Whore Christmas

submissive whore robyn1Being 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.

Impregnate Your Submissive Slut

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Master, Master – won’t you make me your breeding whore? I am begging and begging to be your one to impregnate. See me there all bound up and ready for you! I want this as your submissive whore, I need this as the subby slut I am. You and I both know it’s all I crave. Nothing else will please me, but you already know that. Although, it’s all about you. Pleasing you with my whore body, going to any length possible to take care of you and your desires. I can only hope that we share the same interest in filling my cunt up with all that hot sticky cum. That cum that is so deep inside my willing slutty cunt is what is going to bring me to cumming for you, at the very thought of what that cum could do for me. Could do for us… I could be a pregnant whore just because you blew your fat load deep into my pussy as I laid there and moaned and begged for every stroke of your cock and ever deep thrust into my pussy.

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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.

A Good Spanking Gone Wrong

submissive whore leahDeep down, I’ve always been a filthy, depraved Pain Slut but I just never knew it.
My first taste of pain came from a one night stand, a tall, dark, and handsome stranger with an enormous bulge under leather pants.
Back then, I was your average young, bratty cocktease; Always flashing my tight and hairless pussy under short skirts and never, EVER wearing a bra just so my puffy, sensitive nipples would peek over my tiny tops. Nothing gets my pussy soaking wet quicker than playing with men, letting them think they have a chance to taste me and then smashing their hope to pieces.
Mr. Mystery bought me round after round of drinks, sometimes bringing them to me himself and every time I would brush him off, snotty attitude turned on high and always taking the drink with me.
His persistence paid off, or maybe he put something in one of my many, MANY drinks, but I left the bar with Mr. Sexy Leather Pants and went to his place.
As soon as we got through the door he fisted my hair and dragged me into his bedroom, me kicking and screaming the whole way as I felt strands of hair being torn off of my scalp.
Right before we got to his bed he grabbed my shirt and ripped it off, using it to gag me. He threw me on the bed and started… CHEWING on my extremely sensitive nipples! Wrists held above my head, tears falling down my face, and my cunt wetter than it has EVER been before, juices oozing down my thighs.
He grabbed my cute leather belt and worked it off of me, He looked me dead in the eye before saying “You know you’ve had this coming for a long damn time, don’t you?”
He flipped me over and laid a quick amount of sharp smacks to my perky cheeks, one right after the other without stopping.
I’m moaning through my gag until the spanking turns into something close to a beating, then I’m a writhing, screaming mess trying to grind my clit against the mattress.
My poor ass was burning hot by the time he was done with it, but not with me.
My ruined leather belt tied my hands behind my back, gigantic throbbing cock being shoved into my tight twat, and the rest of the night is a blur of pain and bliss.
My purpose in life has since been made clear to me: My body is for your pleasure.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig

bondage phone sex whoreBondage 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.

submissive whoreMy 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

submissive whore berniceMy 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.

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My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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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.

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Spanking Phone Sex: Spank Her Bottom Now

spanking phone sexSpanking phone sex is for men who like to spank her bottom. Is that you? You see, I have a very nice round bottom perfect for bare bottom spankings. I love the feel of a strong hand on my fat ass. I love begging you to stop but you show me no mercy. I love the sting a bare hand leaves on my ass. I will bend over any place any time at the command of a strong alpha male. Confession. I like it when you spank me with other things too. Slap your cock on my ass. Use a paddle of any sorts. Ping pong paddles really leave a mark and sting like hell. I had a guy use one on me over the weekend. He used so much force that my ass now has the perfect imprint of the paddle, grooves and all. I have a purple and blue ping pong paddle tattoo on my big round ass. Three days later, I am still sitting delicately. But despite the pain and bruising, I am eagerly awaiting my next spanking session. I want to be whipped with an old fashioned wooden spoon or maybe a riding crop. Mark my ass up master. I’m nothing but a useless submissive whore who needs to be punished.

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