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Light Bondage and Forced Orgasms

Light BondageLight bondage is so sensually erotic. I Love being tethered at my wrists and ankles and made to cum over and over again. The leads going from my wrists and ankles to all four posts of the bed. Being tied that way, and having my clothes cut off my body. Is a sure fire way to get me horny. I love feeling vulnerable and being at the mercy of a strong Dominant man. Being in bondage always makes me feel that way and I always cum the hardest and the most.

Use me and Abuse me while I am utterly Helpless

When I’m tied like that I loved being teased by a mans strong hands. Feeling them caress my body, fingers running all over me, and touching my folds. Playing with my holes, and using their thick strong fingers to make me cum by finger fucking me sensually and deep. Staring at my face to watch my facial expressions and succumbing to the sexiest touch. Then Losing all control and finding that sweet release that is always much needed.

I also have lots of toys that I love being used on me while I’m bound. Using Butt plugs and vibrators and different size dildos to fuck me while I need to feel like a dirty little slut. I love the feeling, the effort and all the attention. Holding a strong deep vibe down straight onto my little nub, while a thick dildo is plunged deep into my cunt probing my G-spot while a butt plug vibrates and stretches my asshole makes me cum so fucking hard.

Finally, getting the prize. My Doms hard thick cock, thrusted in my mouth to slick it all up, and then pummeling all my holes. Fucking me and making me feel like slut that I truly am. Using my body to please My Doms is what gets me off hardest. Not just my body, but it mentally fucks me as well. Getting cummed on and in, is the true trophy of being a subby bondage slut.

Cum piss on my face after you’ve shredded my kitty

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Recently I’ve hooked up with a different creeper. He wasn’t only an evil fuck, just like I love. But he had a strange way of torturing me. It was a power dominance. Not just ripping my creamy tight cunt apart like all the fucks I meet on the sides of the streets and alleys, but a successful man with a sick fetish. I love unique. I’m turned on by horror, blood, power and control. I’m hooked on it not only to control my body and sexual desires…fantasies….but it helps me stay alive. Feel wanted, if if I’m tied up and getting power punched.

Bondage and submission is what keeps my cunt creaming….

As all my callers know, I moan loudly and scream the darker you are. But I need different. Show me in other ways of what a dick you really are. I wanna be your punching bag. Not just that bottle of alcohol you have to down every night because your so unhappy and angry. But I’m another addiction. I’m submissive for the rest of my life so cum call me and tell me something unique and different ways to torture me like Dr. Dicky did.

Golden showers domination…

Dr. Dicky was a perve. Fucking and extorting his patients and office staff and I became one of his victims. Taking pictures of my cunt canal during my OBGYN check up and tempting to send them to my friends and family. “There’s one way I’ll delete these” he’d say as he stood over me with his cock hanging out. Putting me on the bathtub and preparing me to get soaked and covered. Rubbing his sloppy wet spit filled shaft he came closer to mouth. “Open up bitch, time to guzzle my piss”, and down the hatch it went. I was gagging, choking, barely breathing as he grabbed my hair. “I’m not done yet trick bitch”

Pissing on my face…

Was his way to torture me. Because of my love to feel worthless and humiliated I took it good honey. Let him cover my face, hair, and fill my cheeks with his massive amount of urine and cum. Sick fuck got so turned on turning me into a pathetic piss test. Dr. Dicky continued to extort me, taking pictures of my sloppy wet snatch with a speculum inserted deep inside. There’s was no hiding for me, I was forever his cunt slut piss slave. Do you love pissing on bitches babe?

 

Do me dirty like daddy did

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As a submissive slave whore I don’t have a choice of what happens to my body and soul. I’m a sucker for abuse and torture. your a submissive whore you have little choice to what happens to my body and soul.  I would love nothing more of you being my master and controlling me with your big angry cock. I’m hooked on the look you give me before you swing, making me feel comfortable and manipulating at the same time. My deadbeat daddy didn’t care so I’m constantly looking and always down the wrong path. Do you have it in you to take all the anger out on me? Dominate the fuck outa me while I’m tied up?

The only way I feel any joy is if I’m scared for my life. I need that intense validation to keep me happy. Without pain I have no pleasure in my tight tootsie. I just love it when y’all call and creep me out. Makes my kitty pure and pulsate, waiting for you to take. Daddy always told me I was nothing but a “loser fuck bitch whore”. Beating me down emotionally and physically until I squirted. Just like daddy did I deserve no satisfaction unless it cums from you. Are you ready to rip me up and shred me from the inside out?

Bondage and submission to keep me tame

I’m a handful without a baddie daddy. I crave the fear when he choked me out. So use your power and strength to put my little ass in check. He’d work along with you if given the chance. Tied down and gagged is what I prefer. Barely able to breathe as you rip and tear my twat from the inside out. Gaping wet and stretch covering every inch of your sick dick. Just to be force fed down my throat. Gagging on my own sweet cum.

Whether you slam me to the ground and spit on my face, or fuck me up the ass till I scream, I’m still gonna cream myself. Pack my holes till I have tears running down my eyes. You get off on the sound of me choking and clinging for life. I love it extreme and I know you have it in you. I enjoy being humiliated. I drip with excitement and burst when completely blown out. Cum rageful fuck me baby and show me what expected to be your forever nasty slave whore.

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Extreme fetish phone sex fantasies always make my sub slut pussy drip!

My last caller needed a whore to use for the night.

I didn’t get many details, just that he was old enough to be my Dad and wanted the nastiest slut he could find.

He offered to pay extra for me to dress like he wanted.

I showed up in a long coat, stockings, garters and no panties underneath, just like he asked.

As I made my way into the hotel room and took my coat off, I couldn’t help but notice his companions in the room with us.

Three massive, drooling beasts surrounded me.

They sniffed me and licked at my hand as I tried to pet them.

That old man stood there, slowly stroking his cock and holding their leashes.

He ordered me to get on my knees and suck his dick.

I did as I was told but the second my lips wrapped around his cock, he dropped the leashes.

This made me a little nervous but I didn’t let it show.

Taking his cock as deep in my throat as I could, I looked up at him.

He looked down, smiled at me with a sick grin and put his hand on the back of my head.

Holding me down with his dick stuffed in my throat, he yelled out a command that I didn’t recognize.

Suddenly, all three of his furry friends were lapping at my pussy.

The old man snapped his fingers causing one of them to mount me.

His claw digging into my back stung a little but I was distracted by his big dick poking into my pussy.

The old pervert kept fucking my face while the beast dick in my cunt swoll up with a fat knot.

My mouth filled with cum but the old man told me to swallow his nut and keep milking his dick with my lips.

He wanted me to keep sucking him off over and over until each of his pets had a turn breeding my slut hole.

If you have a kinky fantasy even close to being this hot then I’m the whore you need to call!

Bondage whore may have gone too far but no going back

Bondage whoreI’ve always been a Bondage whore, but I never thought how much trouble it could get me in. It started with this guy I have been seeing. I always met on his terms and would do everything he wanted.

He loves to tie me up and spank me black and blue.

But he never told me what he does or anything about himself. If I ever asked, he would make me gag on his cock most violently.

This guy is extreme, militant. He would have me tied and in bondage for hours on end before I even got to see him.

If I ever looked him in the eye, that would cost me a whipping if I were being too well-behaved, and it would get me a whipping too.

No matter what, he would beat me, then fuck me in that order. A lot of the time, he would be beating me as he had his cock in my pussy.

So there I was hanging from his ceiling. I lost count, but I think I was hanging for five hours or so before he entered his dungeon. This time, he brought some big, mean-looking friends with him. Anytime he ever fucked me, he always said that my pussy belongs to him and he wouldn’t share me with any other cock. That’s why I was so surprised to see these three random guys.

They surround me, pulled their cocks out, and they were pissing all over me, my face, my tits, my pussy. The way they all laughed at me was so humiliating. And that was just the beginning. When he gave them each whips, the pain was unbearable. Whip after whip, they dominated me and made me suffer.

I told him I wanted to stop, that it was getting too much, but he didn’t care. He said, “Didn’t you want to get into the more Extreme bondage play, or are you a little lying bitch?”

I shook my head no; I knew this point-by-point talking wasn’t going to save me. I took everything he gave me. He made sure all those guys had their turn several times before him.

They dumped their cum in my poor pussy. I could hear it falling out of me and splattering on the floor.

Then, finally, it was his turn. When he stuck me with his dick, his friends each forced themselves inside my mouth. I had to suck their dirty cocks clean. He told me when he was inside me that before they had me, they were fucking my little sister. I don’t know how he knew about her or how he convinced her to come here.

See, on her eighteenth birthday, she became a nun. I know they made her do things. And now I am stuck here. I can’t go anywhere without being watched, even this. Definitely can’t go to my other job. I am totally fucked, and I might not even make it out of here alive.

Submissive Sex Slut Never Gets Time to Be a Normal Woman

submissive sexThis submissive sex slut received the weekend off from her master. Normally, he requires my services at his BDSM club on the weekends. But master found himself trapped in Colorado with his wife after 2 feet of snow descended upon their little rental home. So, he could not return to open the club. And that gave me the weekend off. Although I felt bad that he got stuck inside with his ball and chain and could not enjoy his slave, I also felt grateful for a weekend off.

But I don’t have any friends. Even my own son and daughter hate me. So, I did something I know I’m not supposed to do. I went on Tinder looking to enjoy a little normal fun. But I did not want to be a submissive whore. I wanted a weekend free of spanking, whipping, bondage and humiliation.

But I can’t seem to find that anymore. It’s like some beacon follows me around announcing to the world that I’m nothing more than fuck meat. The guy I met on Tinder came over Saturday morning to fuck me. A younger guy who appeared to be in great shape, which meant great stamina for my old pussy. But when he arrived, he laughed at me. Told me I looked gaudy and fake. He slapped my face and punched my tits. So, I told him to leave. I didn’t sign up for this. And I wanted him out of my house.

As Submissive Slave. I Sometimes Crave Normal Sex

But he would not listen to me. He put his hand around my throat, pinned me against my wall and let me know he could snap my neck anytime he wanted. I almost pissed myself in that moment. So much for enjoying a weekend of normal fucking. Perhaps I don’t even know what normal fucking looks like anymore. I’ve been a slave for decades. In fact, I’ve been a slave since I was a schoolgirl.

This man clearly wanted to explore rape phone sex fantasies with me. Or some woman who looks like me or even mommy in general. He ripped my clothes off while squeezing my neck to strangle me. My whole body trembled in fear. I did not know if I would survive this. Did he want rough sex, or did he want to kill me? Turns out he wanted both.

Men Will Always Want to Get Violent and Rough with Me

After he forced his hard cock into my mouth, pussy, and ass, he told me he planned to suffocate me. He grabbed a plastic grocery bag and put it over in my head, denying me oxygen. But I’m a fighter. I’ve survived as a sex slave for 40 years. I did not plan on going out because I swiped right on the wrong asshole. So, I faked like I passed out. I’m a seasoned submissive. I can hold my breath a lot longer than the average woman.

While he thought he killed me, I got the upper hand and kicked him in the balls so hard he fell over and pissed on my floor. While down, I grabbed my cell phone, and I acted like I called 911. And he picked himself up and ran out of my house like a bat out of hell. He fucked me. But he fucked me roughly. And I just wanted a weekend of normal sex. Was that too much to ask? Perhaps I do not deserve normal sex. But my dumb ass will continue to try for it.

I’d prefer you cum torture me baby

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I prefer torture over normal. I’m not that kind of girl who enjoys dinner and a movie. I’d prefer getting brutally beaten and tied up for more. Of course that’s sexy and sweet, what you’re looking for. I’d love you to get as angry as my parents would get. Punishment and beatings. I guess you can say I’m hooked on humiliation. It’s the only way I feel validated by you. Are you up to the job? Have it in you?

Bondage and submission is the only way I fuck…

There’s no satisfaction for me until I’m a full time submissive whore. Show me your in charge. So many of you call me up, give me order and cuss me out. God damn, I love it. I wanna make you go way beyond being angry. I love a man that wants to make an example of my face, reminding me of “who’s boss”. I want you to make me call you sir as I’m on my knees. Standing over me with the uncertainty if your gonna beat the shit outa me. Spread my legs forcibly and take that rage and rape fantasies you have deep inside you out on me. Make me scream and cry. The only way to shut me up is with a throbbing danger dick down my throat.

I’m your cum eating whore!

It all depends on your mood am I right? If you’ve had a shitty day, I’ll feel it. Or if you’re sassy and litty. Drunk and on drugs. You prefer I do the same, shoving that old whisky down my throat prefer you rip my tight cunt apart. Each shot I’m feeling woozy and good. Sensations running through me watching the anger in your eyes. Tearing and ripping my ass to shred with your dangly danger dick. Rapidly fuck the shit outa my sloppy wet dripping pussy before you shove that cock back into my face. That nasty back and forth torture. Grasping for air while your balls deep. So full of anger, sexy as evil hell. .

In and out I’m  barely breathing so thick full of cum dripping down my throat and spreading it all over my face like a monster. Busting nuts reminding me who’s in charge. You grab your shaft, one more time stroking it harder and harder and pulling my hair, waiting for that final fucking eruption.

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Donatella Raw Late Night Talk

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I’m sitting on my master’s couch, deep in his mansion, legs relaxed, letting his attention settle on me. My voice stays low and real as we talk, and Extreme Fetish Phone Sex slips between us without needing a name. He’s close, focused on me in that way that feels consuming, hands warm as they rest on my thighs. I let him kiss my lips slowly, not rushed, just enough to make him linger. He’s obsessed, and I feel it in the way his touch pauses, like he’s savoring the moment.

I don’t rush or perform; I sit there confident, letting my presence do what it does. He’s drawn to me, to my skin, my tone, the way I hold myself when I know I’m wanted. I love how he enjoys me in the privacy of his home, making me feel like I’m on top of the world.  His fingers move along my thighs again, slow and deliberate, like he doesn’t want the feeling to end. I lean in, kissing him back, keeping everything grounded, steady, and unforced. He reacts to my calm confidence, to the way I let his fascination exist without feeding it chaos.

I talk softly, close to him, letting words mix with breath and silence. Nothing is forced here, no hype, just two sex addicts choosing a moment and staying in it. The chandelier fades into the background while his attention stays locked on me. I let him feel how desired he is too, because control and devotion move both ways. My voice remains steady, affectionate, never exaggerated, never distant. He listens like every word matters, like I’m something he doesn’t want to lose. I stay right there on the couch in my sexy lingerie, letting closeness build without pushing it anywhere.

The energy settles into something thick and intimate, but still calm and controlled. I remind him through tone alone that this fascination is welcome and held safely as I push his head towards my wet cunt as he forcefully opens up my legs to devour me nonstop. He exhales, hands resting, eyes fixed on me like he’s exactly where he wants to be. I stay present, letting the moment stretch naturally instead of racing it. Nothing feels staged, nothing feels rushed, just chosen.

When I finally shift, it’s slow, intentional, leaving him aware of my absence before it happens. That’s the kind of impression I leave, quiet but heavy. He stays there thinking about me, about my voice, my skin, my composure. I know exactly how that feels, and I let it sit with him. The atmosphere is built on lust, desire, and intention, nothing more and nothing less. I remain calm, confident, and fully myself, which is what keeps him wanting me even more. The memory lingers quietly, waiting to be returned to whenever the urge rises again. Until then, I stay unforgettable, composed, desired, and undeniably present in his thoughts long after the room settles.

Getting tagged teamed at the ball game

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I love going to ball games. Watching all those hot men running the basketball court scoring points at every shot. Much like when your deep down in my pussy unloading you massive spunk. I was so excited, wearing my favorite jersey. Cute tight and short basketball shorts with my knee high socks. My long blond hair looking perfect, ready to take on anything if given the god damn chance.

I love me bad boys especially the one that throw balls. I know they can toss my tiny tootsie the same way. I love getting used, abused and violated for my cute tight cuntie and little body. I don’t like the good boys, I prefer the bad. As the game went on I moved closer to the locker room, following the smell of sweat, making my moist pussy extremely wet. I followed the bad boys, ready, doing anything I could to get rammed. And if their losing the game, what better way to take it out on me.

Bondage, tied down and abused. I’ll take the pain with the pleasure…

I snuck myself into that steamy locker room and waited for the perfect moment to pop out. Stalking all the juicy sweaty cock walking in and out. “Hey your not supposed to be here honey”, one naked hot player yells, standing tall with a meaty muscle mass over 13 inches dripping wet from the showers. I instantly wanted to wrap myself around that shaft until he grabbed me and tied me to the shower. “Your gonna have to pay for this nasty trespassing cunt”.

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Gangbang bitch, the more cock the tastier!

He rips my top of clamping his mouth to my tits as he rips my shorts off. Water running down me, drenching my whole body. Shoving his girthy fat dick deep inside me, more men cum pouring in. I lost count, all I could see were my insides getting torn out. Bloody cum drops filling me up. Dripping down my legs and down to the wet shower floor. I fucked the whole team. One by one as they played their game. Giving them a chance to unload before they run out and score some more points. I’ll fucking do anything and everything to be a slave for the trade. Gentle scares me more than danger.

I fucked the whole god damn team. Each player came and took their filthy rage out on me while I hang there so vulnerable yet turned the hell on. My tight muffy ripped apart, nuJerking and swirling as every damn hole was full. Busting nuts bringing in a big win for the team!

 

BDSM Phone Sex, Bruised Tits and Spanked Ass

BDSM Phone Sex BDSM Phone Sex Is what I Live for! Especially Since My RL Dom Moved to Florida. I am seeking a new Dom, and until I find one Phone BDSM is what will keep me in check. I Like Demanding Daddies that know what they want from a little slut like me. Made for your use and abuse. Violation and molestation. Spanks, Slaps and smacks. Use your hands or tools and devices. My Dom did give me quite the send off, let me tell you all about it.

Daddy was Leaving me, This was it.

First, he wanted me to give him the best blow job I could muster. I did this with pride, if there is one thing I am amazing at, it is definantly Sucking big cocks. I slurped him up and sucked deep. A Slow sensual suck job, letting him own my throat one last time. Holding myself face down on his lap, until I almost passed out.

He told me to present myself. Lying on my back I opened my body to him. It was going to be his body, one last time. Landing between my legs, he teased my meat curtains with his cock knob, spanking my clit hard to awaken her. Then he entered me, with a forceful plunge. That’s when slapping my tits began. His hands coming down hard as he demanded I tell him I was going to miss him, and no one would ever fuck me the way he did.

Slap!

Slap! My tits burned searing hot, slap after hard slap. My nipples tight and hard, buzzed with warm heat. His man hands came down hard slapping both my boobs at the same time. I watched as the went from bright red to purple speckles.

Then he flipped me over like a rag doll, and pounded the hell out of me with his raw, naked cock. Fucking me hard and Spanking my ass harder. I felt the slamming sting of each blow. I came so fucking hard on his Cock. He fired off inside me, sinking his cock deep. I felt him pulse inside as his cock finally gave into my wet pussy and filled me so good.

Bruised Tits and Welted ass Looks good On me, I sure am going to miss him.

 

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