When you are a bondage and submission whore, you do anything you are told, even the stuff you do not want to do. Master is on this new arthritis med, and he is taking a dick pill, so he feels 30 again. I guess he feels like he is making up for lost time. He summoned me to the office yesterday. It was my day off, so I knew this was not good for me. I cannot say no to him, but I was not looking forward to whatever he had in store for me. He wanted to tie me up to my office chair like he used to before arthritis prevented him from tying knots like he once could. He is back. He tied me tightly to the chair. I love being his bondage whore. I was not just that though. He wanted to piss on me. He was not always into water sports. He accidentally pissed on me this year because his prostate was not working correctly, and he saw how disgusted I was. He has been doing it to me since. He likes humiliating his fuck pig. Not every time. I think he likes me guessing. I was tied up to my office chair when he pulled his cock out. It was not hard, but he shoved it in my mouth and started pissing. He held my nose, so I was forced to swallow his nasty old pee. I swear he eats the nastiest stuff when he knows he wants to piss on his whore. He was not peeing on me. He was pissing down my throat and making me swallow it all. I was grimacing, but I could not breath, so I had to swallow it so I could open my mouth. I rarely talk about pissing phone sex because I do not want to give anyone ideas. I am glad my master is feeling better thanks to modern medicine, but I really hate being his human toilet.
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Bondage and Submission Whore Bernice is Your Toilet Too
Prostate Milking is a Process
The loudest screaming orgasms I’ve ever heard are from the guys who come to me for some prostate milking. They scream and shout as their bodies shake and shudder, pricks pumping out shimmering pools of pearly pecker goo the whole time. It can get pretty crazy and really messy, especially when my entire fist is buried wrist deep in their rectum. If you like the look, feel and taste of cum as much as I do, you’ll agree that it’s completely worth the extra effort.
Proper milking is a process. You don’t want to just jam your fingers into a guy’s butthole, find his rubbery little cum nugget and stab at it with your manicured claws. The session will be over before it can even get started. You have to start by edging him out, teasing his tallywacker and gently nudging his nutsack a bit, first. Massage his undercarriage and play with his prostate from the outside, get it all juiced up and ready to start leaking out a little love lotion. You’ll know when it’s time to start making your way into his shitbox by how much precum is drooling out of his dong. Once you have a steadily flowing stream of slime coming out of that cock head, you can venture on around to the back.
Doing two things will prevent any unwanted anal blowouts when you’re fisting someone: sequential stretching and lots of lube! I make sure the cornhole is coated and filled with lubricant before I start with my one finger warm-up. It doesn’t take too long for a sphincter to get used to a single digit and, before I know it, I have three of the five fingers on one of my hands inside his anus and gently tickling his semen maker. Three soon turns into four then I add in the thumb, holding the tips of all five together to make a cone shape with my fingers. That’s the most important stretching moment, once I pop my knuckles past their turd cutter, the rest is a snap.
Imagine wearing a hot and mushy, super juicy oven mitt that weighs 200 pounds on your hand. That’s what it feels like when you’re wrist deep in an ass. Slight jabs and gently moving your fingers generates some crazy gyrations and hip grinding from your guy, every time. Stroke his schlong in rhythm with the thrusting of your fist and you’ll get so much jizz out of your extreme fetish phone sex freak that you won’t know what to do with it. I suggest sucking it all up and using it to play with your pussy, but that’s just what I like to do with it.
Extreme fetish phone sex
I have a fetish for incest I love I love having sex with my family, but when my little brother was smaller we found a fetish that was so extreme only he and I could do it. When we were tikes all the brothers and sisters played the fart game. We took our fart game to another level. We would sit on the sofa and when it was time for one of us to fart we would put each other’s heads underneath the cover and hold the cover down. One night when my brother was underneath the cover after I farted he went ahead and touched my pussy. I got so wet unexpectedly, so when it was my turn to go under the covers I touched his cock. We went back and forth at this for a while before we were literally mouth to cock or mouth to pussy, and pretty soon cocked to pussy. As we grew older it became such a fetish that we could not have orgasms unless we were listening to someone fart. When I went off to college it was the hardest time ever. I would call my little brother on the phone after a big date and beg him to fester up a fart, so I could live out this extreme fetish phone sucks just fart for me oh I need to cum so bad.Bondage and Submission Whore Bernice was Born to Serve
I love bondage and submission. If I am tied up, I am a captive audience. I have no choice but to be submissive. I mean, where can I go all tied up, right? Master used to be great with tying me up, but he is old now and getting feeble. He has been using surrogates for me. He surprised me last night at home. He never comes over. Okay he does but it is once in a blue moon. I do not think he has visited me since before the Covid shutdowns. Our time together is spent in his office. He just started a new wonder drug and wanted to show off how well it is working with his favorite bondage whore. I was excited, but I was scared too. I mean he was feeling 20 again according to him. I was not born yet when he was 20, so who knows what he could have done to me. He had a bag of tricks with him. All sorts of restraints from rope to leather cuffs. He wanted to show off his knots. We first met almost 20 years ago in a fetish club in New York City. He tied me up so well, I had ligature marks on my wrists and ankles for weeks. I fell in love with him almost instantly. Whatever med he was given is a miracle drug. He had me bound tightly just like he did back in New York City so many years ago. My cunt was wet. Like soaking wet. Tying me up like he did so many years ago brought his old pecker back to life. I did not even have to give him a prostate massage. I think being able to tie up his submissive whore again brought him back to life in a good way. I may need to watch out because my master feels like he is 20 again.
Submissive Whore Sexy Trick or Treating
Submissive whore trick or treating is not for the young ones. I was summoned to a friend of my masters last night for some sexy trick or treating. I was not sure what to expect. I was the only woman there. No other whores. Just me, and like a 100 of my master’s friend’s pals. I was still wondering what was going on, but I do as I am told. I think I am too old to trick or treat, but master summoned me to his friend’s place, so I went. I saw what I guessed to be about a hundred naked men lined up against the wall. I was given one of those plastic pumpkins that the little ones use to collect their candy in. I had an idea of what was going on, but until I was given instructions, I did not speak. This submissive whore learned a long time ago to keep quiet and do what I am told because when I argue or fight, it is always far worse for me.
I had to milk every cock dry, but I was not to swallow the cum. Not yet at least. This was like some macabre blow bang. Master’s friend instructed me to drain these cocks any way I could, but the cum had to go in the pumpkin. These were old men. I do not think a single guy was under 50. I saw nothing but a sea of gray-haired limp dicks. This was definitely no treat for me. I am submissive. I do love servicing my master, but he is one guy. This was like a hundred old men with broke down dicks. But I do as I am told. I fingered assholes and I sucked cocks until my mouth was sore as fuck and I thought I might get lock jaw. I had no idea men’s cum could taste so differently. Some spunk was tart. Some was chunky. Some was really thick and creamy almost like mucus. It all smelled awful and did not taste any better either.
I was on my knees for hours sucking cocks like the good submissive whore I am. After about four hours, I had a plastic pumpkin that weighed a ton from all the cum. This was not my kind of trick or treating because there were no treats for me. It was one big trick to get me to be a cum guzzling old whore. I had to chug that pumpkin full of old man sauce and let me tell you I came close to puking several times. Gross. I could not believe my master made me do this. Worst Halloween ever. Master’s friend got off watching this whore drain all those old balls. He told me it was the sexiest trick or treating he has ever witnessed.

















