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My Submissive Slut Origins

submissive slutI am a submissive slut. On the phone and off the phone. A caller yesterday asked me how I became one. He could tell I did not really want to talk about it, but he pushed me. Because I am submissive, I eventually gave in and told him. It made me uncomfortable, but I answered his questions and told him my past as daddy’s fuck slave. He asked what the most humiliating thing was my father did to me. There were many, but the one that almost 30 years later still sticks out is when my father invited a few friends over. They were married or divorced men in their 30s. I was a young girl. Up until that night, daddy had never shared me with anyone. Him and his buddies got drunk and high and started fucking me. Force fucking me. They fucked my ass, pussy and mouth. They passed me around like a piece of candy. They were rough on my tiny holes. Daddy and one of the guys shoved both their cocks up my ass at the same time. I was bleeding. My ass was gaped open and I was crying, but no one cared. No one cared that the young schoolgirl was in pain and scared. Once they were done with me, they pissed on me. I was curled up in a ball on the floor while grown men pissed on me and laughed. I was a little girl. I was scared and sore and just wanted to be invisible. I had no one I could tell. I had no where to go. It was humiliating for a young girl to be used by her daddy and his friends. I mean I had two cocks in my ass at once and they pissed on me too. My caller came a few times just listening to my submissive whore origins. If I can please my callers, I am happy.

Submissive Sex Humiliation Whore Exposed

Submissive sex fuck bag is what sums me up as a person. The fact that I actually get off on being completely outed and humiliated for how much of a filthy whore I am, is irrelevant. It’s more subconscious really. I was trained to be what and who I am now. These little things, like sniffing tissue that a guy jerked off in, out of a wastebasket. Or maybe sniffing some crusted crotch juice panties you find in a hamper. That stinky musky odor. To have these things arouse you. It’s a filthy way my brain processes shit and makes me wet. A curious little girl sniffing mommy’s panties after she was fucked. I get caught and am forced to eat mommy’s brown shit hole after not cleaning her asshole well enough and after having been fucked anally. To get forced into this because I licking the butt stain in daddy’s undies that I had to also lick his asshole clean. His ass had a thick layer of brown all inside that my tongue immediately sunk in as I spread his asshole. These things are what I know.

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I Belong To You

S&M PornDo you want to know why my last boyfriend was six foot nine? I love a big man to put me in my place. I love being forced to my knees, his hand wrapped around my throat, making me choke on his cock. I would beg him to face fuck me all day everyday, if only I could get away with it. If I pass out from asphyxiation well that’s even better. I loved that he would just take me whenever he wanted.

Of course he could, I was his property. His proper little house whore. They say you can’t turn a hoe into a housewife, but I think I play both roles very very well. He would see me washing the dishes like the sweet little whore that I am, and bend me over the sink, ripping my panties off, and stuffing them in my mouth so I couldn’t scream and wake our little ones.

Then he would fuck my tight little ass whole Raw, am I sweet dripping wet cunt. Until he blew his load wherever it was that he pleased. Half the time, he would rip me around, tug the panties out of my mouth, and come right down my throat. Or, he would wake me up in the middle of the night by making me swallow his thick cock, ramming it down my throat while I was trying to sleep. That is my absolute favorite alarm clock.

I’m here to be used, like the submissive slut that I am. It’s been lonely since he went away, but I’m always looking for someone new to play with. I’ve got a void you could fill, or just a couple holes if that’s what you’re into.

Porn Star Dancing

Submissive Phone SexWhen Barry came to me and said he had a job that didn’t require touching any dirty old men or stuffing any of their cocks in between my pouty lips, you can bet I was in. It was stripping, of course. I find I end up at the local strip joints all too often when cash gets tight.
Barry owns the one closest to me, really the nicest one in town, and asks me to work when he’s short. Tonight he was extremely short, and the place was packed. I decided that to earn a little extra cash, I’d let the men bid on the songs I was going to dance to. I got the entire pot, and I didn’t care which mumble rapper or hair metal song was chosen.


Of course, with my luck, the first one up was that old Akon song talking about how much he wants to fuck the stripper. I slowly pulled off my chiffon top, revealing nothing beneath. A long, low wolf whistle pierced through the racket as I shimmied my way out of my skirt.


As I started gliding my barely dressed body up and down the pole, my eyes met the whistles. I almost instantly dropped my knees; what a fucking man. He made a beckoning gesture, so I sauntered my way through the crowd to him. He patted his lap, and handed me two nicely folded, crisp Ben Franklin’s.


Into his lap I went, as the music blasted around us. It was only then that I realized he had his cock pulled out, and he was pulling my little thong to the side. He slipped into me before I even knew what was happening, and I just kept winding and grinding up on him. Surprisingly enough, before the end of the song was even over, I felt like I was ready to cum.


He had his hands around the front of me, tweaking at my nipples, and growling in my ear how badly he had wanted to fuck me since the first time he saw me here. As the song ended, and the next girl took the stage, he held me firmly. One hand around my throat, the other on my hip, and I continued to bounce on his cock along to the music.


My cunt was dripping like a waterfall and there was nothing I could do to hide how fucking turned on I was. I glanced around nervously, wondering if any of the other patrons realized what was going on. From the shit eating grin on their faces, it was obvious that they did. Three songs later, I felt him explode inside of me.


I screamed, but thankfully the music covered it up. As I went to walk away, he handed me a business card with only an address and another three hundred. Written on the back of his card was that he had a pole installed in his office, and he expected me there tomorrow morning, dressed exactly the same. There’s no way I could refuse. I didn’t even know his name.

Submissive Sex with Daddy

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Submissive sex is something I have always given to my daddy. I hated my mommy and her drug problem. Mommy slept around with a lot of dirty men to pay off daddy’s gambling debts. I had always liked being around my dad. I liked sitting on his lap and giving him puppy dog eyes to get drinks of his beer. He treated me like his princess. I am daddy’s princess. When I came to budding little breasts daddy could not keep his hands off of me. He set up boundaries and rules for me. My pops did not want me to be a 2 bit whore like mama and made me his subby princess. I kept daddy happy and in turn I got anything I wanted. In my teens I was considered to old for daddy and he decided to let other Masters purchase me for their use. All of my Masters are ones that my dad chose for me and they pay him to own me. I am a slave that is owned. It’s my will to please my Masters’ and my Daddies. Are you going to be my Master or my Daddy? The difference is that daddy treats me like a princess and spoils me but also gets a little rough with me when I fall out of line. Master’s own me and make use of me like the sex slave that they purchased me as. Which will it be?

Bondage Whore Gets a Mouthful of Cum

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore has its ups and downs. It is hard to tie yourself up. No matter how hard I try, I will never tie myself up as good as a man like you. I was watching some bondage films over the weekend and brushing up on my techniques. I have a lot of time on my hands lately, so I thought this was an area of my life I could work on. I managed to get my hands tied behind my back too tightly. I was on my bed with my hands secured snugly behind my back when the doorbell rang. I was expecting a package of sex toys and did not want to miss not getting them. I rolled myself off my bed and hopped to the front door. I opened it with my mouth. Maybe not the healthiest thing to do but it was a smart thing to do because I have a big mouth. The delivery guy gawked at me once he saw me. The first thing he said was, “Do you need help, ma’am?” I laughed and told him I was in no danger. There was no one home but me. Perhaps in hindsight, that was not the smartest thing to say. I just let him know I was tied up and all alone. I saw the wheels spinning in his head. I tried to turn around and hobble away, but I fell. I heard the door shut, but I also heard it latch from the inside. I rolled over and he was standing over me with his cock swinging. He knelt over me, shoving his cock down my throat. He assaulted my throat. He was taking advantage of the situation I handed him on a silver platter. For whatever reason, he ignored my pussy, but he left me tied up like he found me, just with a mouth full of his cum.

Erotic Submissive Stories With Bo

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Oh, hello there. How are you, Sir? Do you want to hear about some of the experiences I’ve had? Oh, I’d love to tell you some erotic submissive stories. I am such a good girl and I will always do what’s best to please my Master. Once you hear some of the things I’ve been told to do and then I’ve done them with a smile on my face. It’s just who I am as a person and I’d love to tell you so you can be my new Master, if you find that I am worthy enough.
I’ll just tell you a bit about one of the first Masters I ever had. He instructed me to sit on my knees with my nose in the corner until he wanted me. When he called for me, I would crawl over and ask him what I could do to make him happy. Sometimes he would want nothing more than a blow job. But sometimes, he would tell me to crawl into his bedroom and put on the outfit he’d laid out for me. Once I did that, that’s when the fun would begin. Sometimes it would just be him using my body, but sometimes he’d bring over a bunch of his friends. Oh boy, that was so much fun. Call me, Sir, and let me tell you all about it.

Masters’ Slave Training Was Humiliating

Today Master called me and needed me to clean his feet as part of my Slave training. It was humiliating to kneel in front of him and take off his sweaty gym socks. He was just returning from a run and it was a moist morning. His feet were particularly sweaty and stinky. They smelled like cheese. I was to lick up and down the soles and take his heel into my whore mouth. I then had to slide my tongue between each and every toe and lick the lint out. I was to please Master and clean his feet with my mouth, but that wasn’t all. I had to make him enjoy it erotically sucking on each toe. When he felt I did well I was to stay kneeled before him as he squatted in front of my face. I had to part his ass cheeks and lick up and down his sweaty crack. I was to put my tongue in his butthole and lick. I needed to get it deep inside his anus and lick all around his shithole like a good toilet slut. If I did real good I would get a present.

Waiting At Home

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“Own your own business!” they said. “It will be fun!” they said. “You won’t have to sleep with your boss for a raise!” they said. And so, Trebuchet Tramps was born. My very own maid service; sexy women, clad in whatever the customer wished, or didn’t. I was powerful, successful, and adored.

Men compliment me day in and day out. “Congratulations,” they tell me. “You’re such an empowered woman.” Empowered, yes. Submissive sluts hold all the power. Well I’ll bark orders like the meanest bitch you ever did meet all day long, but when I come home, I crawl through our door on my knees to You, Master, I know You’ll be there, waiting for Your fucktoy. My collar in one hand, and your paddle of choice in the other.

I know I’m to present myself to You immediately, as you clamp my steel slave collar around my pale little neck. I follow My Master, staying on all fours like a good slut should, and I don’t even make a sound as You throw me over the arm of Your favorite easy chair.

I’m practically begging at this point. I need release, because I’m a worthless bitch born to serve You. I count and thank You for every single time you land a heavy hit on my thick ass. Before you know it, you’ve gone from warming my bottom to a nice salmon pink, to staring at fire truck red. The welts are in full bloom, as is my dripping cunt.

The tears are pouring from my eyes, and yet I beg for more. My pussy is a river. You give it a hard slap, and I scream, and I thank You. Because this is what it means for me to be empowered. And this is exactly what I, Your filthy whorish tramp, deserve.

Submissive Whore Tracy

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Everyone knows me as submissive whore Tracy. That is my handle on Tinder and Fet Life. Since I cannot see my master regularly because of this virus, I supplement with one night masters, lol. Sometimes, I luck out and it is a hot guy with a big dick who is nicer to me than I deserve. Other times, like last night, I get a fat fuck with a little dick into shaming and hurting me. To Trevor, I represented every woman who has ever dumped him, laughed at him or refused to even go out with him. I could see why women did not want to fuck him, but I am a pain slut and a submissive bitch, so I kept my mouth shut and let him do his thing. His thing was BDSM. He whipped my ass and my tits. He had this ritual. He would whip my ass raw, piss on my ass, whip it some more, then cum. When he got hard again, it was the same deal just my tits. I was hoping he did not have a third cum in him. Fat fuck was lucky to cum twice in two hours. I hated him. He was ugly with a small dick and he pissed on me. I guess I did deserve it all, right? A submissive bitch cannot be selective about who she is submissive bitch for. It was karma pissing on my ass.