I really did think I was the most submissive slut this side of the Mississippi, but last night I got taken to a whole new level of superior slut submission. I got myself all dressed up in red leather and lace, to better show my body off at a Valentine’s party that one my most deviant girlfriend invited me to. It sounded sketchy and very mysterious, and I’m not going to lie, that excited my whorish cunt, and my nipples were so hard they could cut glass. She wouldn’t even tell me the location. She sent a car to pick me up and when the driver arrived, he put his hand over my red lips and placed a blindfold over my eyes and said sternly, “It’s for your own safety, Miss.” I sat back and tried to assess my atmosphere. The car smelled of sex, leather and fear sweat. In a matter of moments, I felt more than one warm hand roughly grab me. I was shocked to find that I wasn’t in the limo alone. Their grips were tight and strong. I had never felt so aroused and afraid at the same time. ‘What is going to happen to me?’ I thought to myself and hadn’t realized I said it out loud until somebody immediately shoved a red ball gag in my mouth and told me to shut the fuck up like a good little whore.
What happened next is something I’d like to play out with you, Master.
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Submissive Slut Valentine
Extreme Fetish Phone Sex Submissive
I understand that we all have fetishes that get us excited, but today I want to talk to you about something a little wilder. Have you ever called a submissive pet like me for extreme fetish phone sex? I know that the word “extreme” is subjective, but when I use it, I am talking about the most out there, wild, twisted, and fucked up fetishes you have ever fantasized about. Use me. Degrade me. Abuse me. And I am not talking about soft abuse like spankings, hair pulling, and putting me in my cage for the night. Show me the meaning of the word extreme when you abuse and punish me.
Even though I’ve asked you to be super extreme with me, I still won’t tell you what to do to and with me. It’s not permitted when you’re submissive like me. All I know is that my purpose here on Earth is to make sure you get what you need, Sir. My Master tells me that if I don’t, I’m really going to regret it, and when he says that he really means it. Let me show you what a good girl I can be.
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Master had a plan and wanted my friends to fuck each other till our legs gave out. We would each get pounded by his wooden paddle if we thought about quitting. I was not going to make him upset, so I did whatever his devious mind came up with without any questions asked. I would let him know I was a great whore with no way of stopping my tasks for him. Cum eating phone sex is something that would attribute to what we did because all we did was eat each other’s cum juices.
My master would get us all high and start to beat us. We had to follow every rule until we made him happy and made sure we got off the hook.