I’ve had a few Masters in my life. Ones that I always cherish are the ones who use me to their fullest and walk away an extremely satisfied Man, and that is how it should be.
A previous Master was very strict about how I would present myself. Upon entering the dungeon there would be a word taped to the inside of the door. That is how He wanted the session to start. Whether it was kneeling or the enduring position I made sure I was ready and willing for service and use. I really love being a submissive whore; I get such intense orgasms and pleasure just from serving.
Anytime He would walk in, the room would fill with intense vibes and my pussy would start to ache. His presence was so intoxicating and sexual I was usually dripping by the time I was trussed up like He desired. The most memorable was on a Saint Andrews Cross. Legs and arms bound to each of the four posts, exposed and ready. He would start with impact play, He had great control even while fingering my pussy, but He would still be hard as a rock no matter how He was using me. Weighted nipples and orgasm denial were his favorites to have me gushing everywhere. Of course, I needed to clean my own squirting pussy juices off His immaculate floor. How many ways can I be of service to You?
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His big black cock was drilling into me over and over. He had me in the doggy position, and he was hitting me so hard from behind that I could hear the skin slapping together with every thrust. His balls were slapping up against my clit, and I was getting so close to cumming. It was just then that he rolled us, my pussy still swallowing his dick, until I was straddling him. Then, he had me spin around on his cock and grabbed my titties. He started driving up into me, but didn’t like how little control he had over it with his hands on my tits. So, he moved his hands down to my hips and ass, and started pummeling my cunt. I was so close, and when I touched a finger to my clit, I exploded around him, my muscles spasming, and my pussy starting to milk him. He never let up – he just kept drilling into me relentlessly, driving my body to another orgasm, until my body was nothing but a mass of orgasms and shuddering in his arms. Then, and only then, did he cum deep inside of me. I cannot wait until he visits again!
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Do you like bondage phone sex talk? I am a bondage slut. Have been since I was a young girl. Daddy would tie me up and leave me in the closet. Sometimes, he did this for hours. Once he left me for an entire day. Of course, he punished me for pissing my panties. I was a young girl. I couldn’t hold my bladder that long. Things are no better now that I am older either. Master was very displeased with me the other day. I fucked up at work. My punishment was severe, I thought. He stripped me naked and tied me up in pretty blue rope. Not for a few hours, but for a few days. No food. No water. No bathroom. In the past, he has simply forgotten about me. He is old and forgetful. Not this time. He knew what he was doing. After close to 48 hours, he sent my son to rescue me. My son, however, decided to take advantage of the situation. “Since you already smell like a toilet, Mom,” he seethed as he pulled out his cock and pissed in my face. My son takes after his father and grandfather. Both have such a mean streak when it comes to women. I was untied, but not until he was done force fucking my pissy pussy and shitty ass. He spit on me, kicked me in the belly and told me to clean myself up because I was a disgrace. Stupid whores like me deserve to be treated like human toilets, right?