I am full of erotic submissive stories. I was born into this world submissive. My mom was my dad’s sub for the first few years of my life. I grew up seeing her do everything like a 50s housewife and more for my father. She cooked and cleaned. She had his beer ready for him and his slippers the moment he came from work. He would smack her around too. I would see things I did not understand when I was little. There was a dungeon room with what I now know is BDSM equipment. One day, my mom left. She was tired of being my dad’s punching bag and submissive whore. She had no friends. She never left the house without either me or my dad. This was the time before the Internet and cell phones. I never knew how she met another guy, but she did, and she left. Said she would come back for me and never did. I never saw her again. With her gone, I became daddy’s punching bag, prisoner and submissive girl. I have tons of stories about being daddy’s good girl in the early 90s. When I ran away, I thought I would escape that life, but it seems being submissive is my destiny. I met a man who I married and became his submissive slut. I bore him two brats and it was a miracle they survived to be delivered because he beat me pregnant as well as pimped me out for gang bangs. I fled him, just like I did my father and that was when I met a much older man who became my master for the past two decades. Between my father, my ex-husband, and my master, I am full of submissive stories that will make dominant men horny as fuck.
Category: Cock worshiping
Cock Worshiping Phone Whore
My Master often loves having cock worshiping sessions. I know that all men love having their cocks played with and sucked, but when we have these sessions, Master makes them last for a really long time. Long after his cock has lost the ability to get hard anymore, he still makes me stay on my knees and keep sucking until he can get it up again. Master can last for a long time and get hard again more easily than most men, but even a King like him has his limits. I also have limits, but he often tells me that he really doesn’t give a fuck about that.
I am always on my knees sucking until my legs basically feel numb and my jaw is sore and very tired. That doesn’t matter to Master. If I start slacking with the way I worship his cock and balls, he gets really mad and stands up and starts fucking my throat until tears roll down my cheeks. Master says that that is what I deserve. He isn’t wrong and I know that. So when I get throat fucked, instead of crying, I apologize profusely and ask him to please let me get back to worshiping him. It’s exhausting, but I love making him happy, so it’s always my pleasure.
Bondage Chat Whore Gets in Trouble
Bondage chat excites me. I love talking to men who love to tie women up like packages of meat. It is hard to find a man who is an expert with ropes. I met this man in a fetish room who lived in the next county. He said he wanted to tie me up. He used lots of bondage terminology and seemed to know what he was talking about. It made my cunt wet to know I was going to meet a seasoned bondage master. My master would punish me harshly if he knew I was stepping out on him like this, but he is no longer good with ropes because of arthritis. I am a hardcore bondage whore. I want rope burns. I want sore limbs. I want to struggle to breathe and move because of how tightly the ropes are secured to my body. I arrived at the house for the address BondageFreak69 gave me. I had no idea about his age or race or size. I pictured a big man in his mid-40s. A teen boy answered the door and I asked for his father. He asked if I was SubbyBondageWhore. I almost spit out the tea I was drinking. He was still in high school. No way this boy was an expert at bondage. I was taller than he was. I likely weighed more too. I started laughing. I started to leave because I assumed this was some boy just trying to bang a milf. He managed to lasso me like a cowboy and pull me back into the house. There he tied me up like a mummy; he wrapped me up so tight with my arms by my side that I could not breathe. He was cocky. Talking shit. I think I just met the next Ted Bundy or BTK killer. He shoved his cock down my throat and pissed. I had to lick his young dirty ass too. I thought this would never end until he got a text and panicked. He cut me loose and told me to leave. I ran like a bat out of hell. My guess is his folks were on their way home. Never met such a young boy so advanced in bondage. No more online fetish rooms for this submissive whore. That was too close.
Submissive Cum Slut Phone Sex
Hello, Sir. Have you come to turn me into a cum slut phone sex whore? My Master Tomas always instructs me to do everything that my callers tell me to do, even if it’s something that I don’t want to do or am disgusted by. Master has made it very clear to me that when I am on the phone with you, you absolutely own me. So, if what you want to do is turn me into a cum slut, then that’s what will happen. I can’t wait to serve you and whoever you. Tell me what you need from me, Sir, and I will give it to you.
Have you always wanted to keep a whore locked up over a weekend and just shoot your loads all over her? My Master did that to me once and he really loved it. He wouldn’t let me shower or wipe any of the cum off, so by the time the weekend was over, I was a crusty, glazed mess. But my Master was happy and maybe that would make you happy, too. If not that, then I know you can come up with something else to do to turn me into a humiliated cum slut. I am ready to please.


















