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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

 

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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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Bum rushed from behind, my ass belongs to my master

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My body is master’s property. He owns every part of me and I live for his abuse and violation. What he says goes and I’m here for every moment of it. And if I don’t do as he says he punishes every part of me. Using tools or his cock it’s always long and painful. Every whimper and every cry just adds fuel to his sick fire.

My ass is usually where he starts. He loves me bend or on my stomach. Weak and unable to defend myself. He whips and fucks me deep down where the sun don’t shine. Always leaving me wet soiled especially when he punctures my anal canal.  I love getting bum rushed from behind by demented master, all his rage and anger taking me down. It’s my favorite position, getting bent like a slave slutty dog that’s been very naughty. That’s my motto. Big danger dick, shoved, slammed inside me before I can even breathe.

I’m your bondage whore, treat me dirty!

I get off on this shit, don’t get me wrong. I love getting left soiled, wet and clammy when master busts me down. I’m beaten and bruised, Cut all the way up then shoved in a closet for later, his usual punishment. Taken out when wants to get off, sick evil fuck cums out and ties me down. I stay hidden for later. Sneaky sexual attack, my bubble butt and tight misting cunt from being so hot. My dripping wet anus is his fucking stomping ground. He’s the leader and I’m just the fuck me follower.

His wish is my command, sticking shit up there. He finds whatever he can and uses it as a sexual weapon. It could be his fist, end of a hammer or anything outa his nasty fucking box of sharp dildos with jagged edges. I stay his slave. He loves humiliating me and making me feel like the pathetic dirty bitch I’m meant to be. Making me crawl on all fours begging for more while he spreads me thin. Slashing cutting up my insides for his own sick fecal cum fantasy. My anal canal muscles gripping his shaft tight not letting go. That’s what master loves and needs. So many abusive twists and turns, my sweet starfish squirting, constantly begging for mercy. 

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex and Toilet Whore Angel

Extreme Fetish Phone sex Toilet whore, That’s what my new found title should be. My New Master Dominic is a bit extreme and I can’t stop craving him. He has collared me like the sick little slut puppy I am. Fisting is quite new to me. I never knew you could have the most intense squirting orgasm, from a manly hand reaching into you and grabbing your insides while using you like a fuck puppet.

That’s not even the hottest thing…

Dominic has Collared me with a “Slut” collar, and he also leashes me. Dragging me where he wants me to go. At first, he would just use me like a fucking dirty cunt to make his balls explode. Now, he uses me, forces me to cum hard again and again, and then I’m his personal urinal.

Sometimes He just saturates me in his piss, other times he quenches my thirst with his cock water. I love drinking him down all warm and tangy. Collecting his aromatic urine until my mouth is at capacity. I especially love when he fists my holes, making them blow out. Wide and open. Then he lets his full bladder go. Relieving himself into my fuck holes, and filling my nether abyss’ with that warm honey colored home made Brine.

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What I didn’t know was how far he would take our toilet play. After I’m collared. After I’m pissed on, or in, That’s just the beginning… Then I am led or dragged into the bathroom. Dominic asks me “where I belong?” The right answer, the correct answer isn’t made by uttering a single word. I crawl on all fours to the toilet, lift the lid, and then the seat. Then, I place my face on the filthiest part of the bowl, resting my head on the actual bowl… next to the piss stains, shit bits, and pubic hair.

Dom mounts and fucks me with my face in the toilet bowl. Sometimes shoving my face down into the potty water while he destroys my holes, and pumps me full of his cum.

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Golden Showers Phone Sex is how I want to serve Master this new year.

First thing I kneel naked in the bathroom, trembling with need, eyes fixed on your cock. Please, Sir, I beg in my whiniest voice, use me.

Just drench your filthy little slut. This leads  you to smirk, step closer, and grip the base of your thick shaft. Then I open my mouth wide, tongue out, desperate for the first hot stream.

Now you aim right at my face, and it hits—scalding, golden piss splashing across my cheeks, running into my eager mouth. Then, like a good whore, I swallow greedily. Simply moaning like the depraved whore I am, tasting the sharp, salty warmth that marks me as yours.

You shift lower. The stream pounds my tits, soaking my hard nipples, cascading down my belly to my dripping pussy. I spread my legs wider, fingers rubbing my swollen clit frantically.

“More, please,” I whimper. “Piss all over your nasty pet.”

You oblige, directing the powerful flow straight onto my cunt. It stings so perfectly, mixing with my juices as I grind against the pressure.

I cum hard right there on my knees, shaking, squirting messily while your urine floods me.

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Finally, you empty the last drops onto my tongue. I lap them up gratefully, then crawl forward to lick your cock clean, savoring every bitter trace.

“Thank you, Sir,” I gasp, face glistening, body reeking of you. “I’m nothing but your personal piss slut. Please do it again soon—I need it to feel owned.”

Submissive slave on all fours begging to get splayed

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I’m hooked on cock, I never stop thinking about it. I’m the typical daddy issues whore who needs to be brutally abused. It all started when daddy would sell me off for cash. Extra food on the table meant I had to get rammed, pounded and groped to make everyone happy. After some years of being that barely legal bitch getting used up by her own daddy I began to love it. Could you be my daddy and sell me off? What’s a good price boo? Would you wanna watch?

My daddy was a busy fuck. He put money and work before me and my sister. Forced to fend for myself as a little tiny tot youngers that meant throating meat or sitting on daddy’s friends laps playing after school bouncy games. Baby, I’m always looking for validation, in the wrong ways. Big daddy and friends opened me up wide, spreading my wings after years of stretching my gaping creampie cunt, I was ready to find some bad boys.

Bondage and submission is what keeps me alive

The moment I met you I knew you had a really bad side. Not much conversation with you, just you staring at my tits and ass. I love men like you, dangerous and mysterious, you never know what’s to come. You followed me from work to home and I’m all for it. As soon as you kicked in my door I was already down on my couch with my legs spread wide, pulling on my panties through my ass and soiled dripping snatch.

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Not a word peeped out of your mouth. You threw me over, smashing my coffee table and put me on my back.  I asked “what’s your name baby?” and you told me to “shut the fuck up”. I could hear your pants unzip as you had your foot on my back.

You cuffed me, spread my legs nice and wide, lifted my hips and shoved your massive meat pack up my wazoo. This pain and pleasure sure go good together darling. After you ripped my asshole walls by rapidly mounting me you pulled that large girth and shoved in in my mouth, forcing me to drink my fecal cum down my throat. Gasping for air I can tell how angry you are while you spank my ass raw, pulling my head and hair back as you finish me off. My hot tootsie doesn’t squirt unless I’m not treated like a pathetic worthless fuck bitch.

 

Cock worshiping slave will always gag for Master

Cock worshiping Cock worshiping my Master hurts my throat, but I don’t care. Your cock is my universe, my sole purpose. I exist to worship it, to give you pleasure and satisfaction with every eager twitch of my tongue, every gulp of my throat.

My body is yours to mold and shape as you see fit.

To bind and restrain in the most tantalizing ways. When I’m helpless with your thick shaft buried deep, that’s when I’m truly alive. My mind surrenders to your will, to the intense training you’re imparting.

Every second spent with your copious cock down my throat is pure bliss. My lips seal around the crown, my tongue dancing along the ridges as I greedily suck you down. Your heavy balls rest against my chin, a primal reminder of the power you hold over me. My throat constricts around you, a willing submission to your dominance.

 

With each stroke, I’m reminded of the depth of my devotion, of the lengths I’ll go to for your approval and pleasure. Fuck my cock-slave throat.

Master, your powerful cock will destroy my gag reflex! You’re the Master of my mouth, my entire being. I’m nothing but a hollow shell without your cock dominating me. A Sexy bondage slave to flip upside down and fuck the shit out of my mouth.