Being a submissive in my parents house is not something I do. But I had been house sitting for them for a week now while they traveled and I was so fucking horny! I wanted it. I needed it. It is who I am. When he called and asked to come over I knew he needed my sweet and submissive ways. I also knew that my parents would be mortified to know that I love to submit to him. To let him tie me up while I wear my wooden cross around my neck and allow him to sodomize me and take me how ever he sees fit. As soon as I opened the door and saw the red ball gag in his hand I felt the juices flow. I lowered my eyes and let him in, leading him to the master bedroom. My parent’s bed room. There he took me as he always does. And I did as I was told as I always do. Sitting on the floor in my fish net stockings after he left I felt the need to confess. I called my priest and as soon as he answered I uttered the words “Forgive me Father for I have sinned” He recognized my voice right away. We had been a member of the church since I was very little. Soothingly he told me to put a dress over my body as I was and come to him right away. Obeying, as a good submissive does, I arrived at the church. There I stood. My hair disheveled, sweat had caused my makeup to run, the red ball gag was hanging around my neck with the little wooden cross. Father took me to the bathroom that was tiled in the purest of white and lifted my dress over my head. I knew what he needed. I have confessed many times before. Lowering my eyes and falling to my knees I prepared for his anointing…..
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Submissive Slut for Phone and Life
I’m a submissive slut and damn proud of it. I don’t get bitchy women who try to emasculate or control their men. My place is on my knees catering to my Master’s every whim and need. I never say no. I never make demands. I never argue or fight. If Master has had a bad day, well I am ready and willing to be his punching bag so he can relieve some stress. Some people do not believe I am truly submissive. My girlfriends think phone sex is just a job for me, or that I somehow get paid for being abused.
I am a submissive phone slut, because I want to please more men. Share my BDSM lifestyle with men who understand how to treat a worthless whore like me. In fact, I am so dedicated to this alternative lifestyle that I got the BDSM symbol tattooed on my body. The BDSM Emblem is a design based on a Triskele. Three “arms” curve out to from the center and merge with an encompassing circle. The three divisions represent the 3 major components of BDSM . The three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. The three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. And, the three divisions of the community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. I am of course always a bottom.
Many submissives wear jewelry with the symbol to let other folks into the BDSM lifestyle know they share their fetish. I went as far as to ink it on my body because I was born a slave. I will always be a slave. This is not a phase for me because of the popularity of the stupid Fifty Shades of Gray novels. I am a full time bondage whore. I am your willing slave to use. Nothing is off limits to me.
Submissive Phone Sex with Bondage Whore Bernice
Submissive phone sex is the only kind of phone sex for me. I do not have a dominant bone in my body. Look at me? You want to make me your bitch, don’t you? Pull my long red hair; punch my big natural boobs; spank my round, full ass; hogtie me and force fuck all my holes until I pass out. This weekend I was trolling for some cock. I placed ads in the Backpages and FetLife for dominant fuck buddies. It is amazing how many guys respond to my ads. I’m not too particular. Looks, cock size, money… don’t matter to me. I just want a man who will treat me like the bondage whore I am.
Jim was the lucky winner this weekend. He got to do whatever the fuck he wanted to me. When he arrived, I crawled to greet him. He smacked me across the face and insisted I call him Sir. Before I could say anything, Sir had his cock out and was pissing down my throat. “Drink up you worthless cunt,” he barked at me. I guzzled his piss like it was champagne then begged for more like the good submissive slut I am. He was so pleased that I did not let a drop of his piss go to waste, that he skull fucked me as a treat. His cock was so big too, but I did not gag. I have decades of experience with rough oral. I know masters do not want a gagging whore, but one who can take a good mouth beating and not whimper or whine. I got a nice cum chaser with my piss cocktail.
Jim said I reminded him of his whore mother who use to cock tease him, but always denied him access to her fuck holes. I was his chance to put his mommy in her proper place. I love role playing submissive mom for guys with mommy issues. He spanked me until my ass was bright red. He tied me spread eagle to my bed with my pantyhose and force fucked my ass and cunt. He tied up my worthless tits and used them as punching bags. I was his mommy sex slave all weekend. He left me filled with cum, covered in bruises and begging for more.