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Golden Showers Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

golden showers phone sexGolden showers phone sex is more popular than I would like! Yes, I am submissive, but not going to lie; I hate being pissed on; I hate drinking urine. I guess my first mistake is admitting that to any dominant man. I should know better. A few months ago, I had this man in my life. He didn’t care about safe words or limits. Just a real cruel master who did what he wanted. I was his submissive whore. He knew I was not a fan of water sports, so he took pride in making me his private toilet.

I was late for a date one time, and he was livid. He had arrived to pick me up and I was still primping. He slapped me, then forced me down on my knees and pissed a long stream into my mouth. I think even if I had not been late, he would have found a reason to piss on me. In fact, I am sure he planned it in advance. His urine tasted and smelled awful like he had just consumed a few pounds of asparagus. My make up smeared; I looked like a drowned rat but smelled like a drunk bum who had pissed himself for days.

submissive whoreI thought that was my punishment, but it was only the beginning. He forced me to piss in a cup and drink my own urine too. I had to chug it like it was a beer. I puked from all the piss in my belly, so he grabbed a big lock of my red mane and slammed my face on the floor to use me as a mop. I had to lick up the urine tainted vomit. Most disgusting thing a master ever made me do. As I was licking up my own bile, my daughter came home unexpectedly. She was suppose to be at her father’s for the night. She was horrified to see what I was doing.

I feared my Master would harm her too if she tried to intervene. I assured her I was okay, encouraged her to leave; but Master forced her over to me. Gave her the option of staying so I didn’t have to lick up puke anymore, or leaving and ensuring I would be eating shit on top of puke. The catch was she had to piss in my asshole. Lesser of two evils is how I saw it, so I begged my baby girl to piss up her mommy’s ass. She straddled me, tugged my asshole apart with her fingers and pissed right down my butt hole. Never been so degraded in all my life. I still stand by my choice, however. I would rather be pissed on any day than have to eat puke and shit.

What is the most disgusting thing you can think to do to a submissive slut? Wait, forget I asked that.

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Spanking Phone Sex: Be Careful What You Ask For

spanking phone sexSpanking phone sex is something I truly enjoy. I have a wide array of spanking instruments to use on myself for calls. Paddles, belts, switches, cat of nine tails, fly swatter, cane, and of course my bare hand. I was spanked as a little girl by both parents. Not that I was the spanking whore I am today then, but I grew to enjoy spankings from both my father and my mother. Daddy was always more brutal on my ass. When he spanked me, I felt it for days. Often I was left with scars from my punishment. When mommy spanked me, it was more sensual. I always got the feeling that she was getting sexual pleasure from slapping my bare bottom and hearing me yelp.

bare bottom spankingsBack then, I didn’t have to do much to get spanked. Both my parents had a fetish for bare bottom spankings. Nowadays, I look for ways to displease Master so he will throw me over his knees and paddle my behind until it is red like my hair. This morning , he asked me to send a fax. I just accidentally on purpose forgot to hit send. He called me into his office which made my pussy drip in anticipation of his hand slamming down hard on my bare butt. I was instructed to pull my panties down and assume the position. Of course, I did as I was instructed because I am a good submissive whore.

submissive whoreI got caned instead. My bottom was beaten so badly I had large gaping wounds. I knew I needed medical help, but if I sought it, I would be hurt worse. As I put my panties on my bloodied ass, Master said to me, “I know what you tried do you worthless whore. Next time you will think twice before fucking up my fax just so you can get your ass whooped.” Master knows me so well.

Submissive Whore Cydney Is a Girl Who Likes To Be Spanked

Spank me.
Break me.
Mold me.

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Makes me and everything that you deserve Master. I am in naughty, naughty submissive poor. I want to make you the happiest master you could be. Of course, that comes with a little bit of fun for me. Punish me, punish me when I do wrong whether something silly or something major. Spank my bare ass until bruises welt up to the surface of my skin. Make me cry. I am a girl who likes to be spanked, and you my Master love to give spankings.

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Spankings are not just secluded to my ass either Master. But, of course you know that Sir. Tie me up so that I have to take every of your switch across my pussy meat. My entire body will shake and as you swap me. As you spank my cunt giving me the punishment I deserve. Make my clit swell up as it thirst for more and more spankings straight across it. If switches and paddles don’t do the trick, get creative with whips and electro spankings.

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I hunger for your spanking. If I do not get spankings like I need, I will be sure to wreak havoc so that I earn them myself. Don’t forget that I’m a brat, so that means I will do what’s necessary. As a good girly I will go wash your dishes, and that is my perfect opportunity. Dropping a glass straight onto the floor I am sure to earn lashings. Making me the good little spanking whore that I am. It will be a spanking phone sex good time, guaranteed from yours truly submissive Cydney.

Submissive Phone Sex on Earth and in Hell

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex means I am submissive to you. Actually, I am submissive to anyone and anything, even demons and other non entities. A few years ago, I was asleep in my bed, bound to the bed posts and gagged by my Master who would  release me in the morning. Fast asleep; helpless. Yet I somehow awoke in a very dark place. It looked like my bedroom, but not my house. Was I dreaming or had I been kidnapped from my bedroom? I was trembling, scared. Had master arranged a midnight encounter? Then I felt something huge penetrate my ass. Something hot and very thick. I couldn’t see a thing, but I felt it. The same sensation hit me from the front. Huge, hot, spiked dildos is what I thought. Then I was lifted up in the air. How was Master doing this? Had he drugged me with something hallucinogenic?

I felt strong warm, really warm, arms around my waist, squeezing me tightly. So tightly, I thought I would I burst. I was clearly being double penetrated. But by who and where? I’m a good submissive fuck pig. I allowed whomever was molesting me to continue uninterrupted. The question was not who was fucking me but what. There were mirrors in the dark room. I saw my reflection and the red glow of a demon. Horns, razor sharp teeth, dragon like extremities, snake like skin. Was I in hell? Had I died? I wanted to scream, but I told myself this was some sort of nightmare or drug induced hallucination. If it wasn’t, surely it was staged by my Master. Perhaps an elaborate rape fantasy.

I was force fucked by Satan or his spawn for hours. The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed again, restrained like before. No one in sight. My pussy and ass filled with some gelatinous material, and gashes all over my body. And a pentagram branded on my inner thigh. I was the devil’s bitch too.

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This BDSM Phone Sex Slut Accepts Her Punishment Like a Good Slave

bdsm phone sexBDSM phone sex is not for novices. Many women claim to be submissive whores, yet they cannot tell you the principles of a BDSM relationship. Bondage, discipline, sadism and masochism. I am all too familiar with them. This weekend I experienced all 4. I was in a haste to leave work early Thursday for the holiday weekend, and forgot to send an important fax. This angered my Master, my boss. He showed up at my house Friday morning. If he makes an unannounced house call, it is never good for me.

First, he tied me up. Ball gag in mouth too. I went over his knees for a good spanking. My eye caught the bag he brought. I got scared. If he brought extra tools, then he was really in an S & M mood. He made me unzip the bag and lay everything out. It was a bag for breasts and nipple play. I mean torture. I have big natural boobs, which are very sensitive to pain. Master knows this. I laid out candles, nipple clamps, rope, Ben-Gay, sandpaper, a T.E.N.S device, a small cane, razor blades and a vice grip.

submissive phone sex“Beg for your punishment you worthless pig,” he screamed at me as he pulled my red hair. I did as I was told. He bound my breasts. He doesn’t go lightly on them. The skin around my breasts turned bluish gray. This wasn’t enough pain for him. He sliced my nipples open, squeezed Ben Gay on them, then dripped hot wax over my breasts while he caned them. He used my tits as punching bags for awhile turning them black, blue and purple. Sandpaper tore the flesh from my breasts. More Ben Gay into the bleeding wounds made me grimace and fight back tears. I knew I deserved punishment for being negligent.

The coup d’é·tat for Master, was suspending me by my nipples from a bar while he canned my ass, making me say “I’m a stupid cunt,” repeatedly. By the time he was done, my breasts looked like raw hamburger meat and my ass had gashes in it. He kissed my cheek, told me he loved me and that he would see me Monday at work. I am much more attentive to my duties now. A slave needs harsh discipline to be the best submissive slut she can be for her Master.

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BDSM Phone Sex My Pain = Your Pleasure

Enlist me as your new Sub Slut and I will not disappoint my new Master of BDSM phone sex. My humiliation, pain, and service is what will fuel your pleasure. As your new submissive whore, my pleasure is to ensure my new Master is appropriately pleased by me.

I won’t disappoint Master and will whimper, moan and scream as to result in harsher punishments, as I know the harsher the lashings the more pleasure Master gets. Pleasing Master is my life goal and if I fail and become useless I deserve every lashing and humiliating display that becomes imposed on me.

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Please accept my groveling plea to use me as you will, my humbled self awaits the taste of your punishment. Don’t deny this submissive phone sex vixen a chance to serve and please you.

 

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When he said he wanted to role play and was looking through my closet for outfits and ideas he came across an old Halloween costume of mine. It is a very seductive leopard print cat out fit, complete with an impressive butt plug that doubles as a fluffy black tail.

“Now this is interesting” he said “But what can we do with this?”

I know better then to answer, it is not my place to give input as a submissive. I waited as my heart was pounding with anticipation. He always had the most innovative ideas when it came to our time together and I knew this time would be no different.

Circling me he fingered the butt plug and I could see the wheels turning in his head. Finally he put the costume on the chair in my room and said “Sleep well my pet, tomorrow is going to be a long day for you.” With that he flicked off the light and left the room and I was effectively dismissed for the evening.

It was a long night of tossing and turning wondering what he would do to me in the morning.

Finally the light of day was here and he was at the foot of my bed holding the costume. “Put this on and get on all fours. Today you are my pet and you are not to stand on two feet at all.”

He stood and watched as I got ready without looking at him. Everything was on except the tail and as I got on all fours he took it and placed it nicely in my ass. “This will not come off all day, unless it is removed by me.”

Completely in my role I meowed and rubbed against his leg. I followed him on all fours out of the room and into the living room where he had a blanket on the floor for me and a bowl of food and water waiting. He even had a litter box set up just for me. My pussy was getting wet knowing that today I was his kitty cat.

I went straight to the food and water and ate my breakfast and then felt the urge to pee. He was watching and I knew what I had to do. Going to the big box I spread my legs and squatted as low as I could before urinating in the litter and then kicking litter over my piss.  His eyes never left me and it was very erotic.

I laid on my blanket while he ate. When he was done he clipped a leash on me and said we were going out. He took me to the park and walked me for all to see. The more attention we got the more aroused he became and in turn so did I.

I was his to show off all day. At the end of the day he told me what a good kitty I had been and patted the bed next to him for me to hop up. I curled up next to him and he pulled the butt plug out before replacing it with his hard dick fucking the kitty out of me all night long.

A Submissive Whore and a Bondage Whore Wrestle for Money

submissive whoreA submissive whore often has to step out of her comfort zone to please her Master. A few years ago I traveled to Sin City with my boss, my primary master. I accompanied him to some meetings, one in a seedy little strip club.The conversation turned to me and big tits. I was forced to expose them in the bar. Men just came up and started punching and grabbing them. One guy told my Master about an underground fight club that he could make top dollar off my tits. The catch was I had to wrestle another chick in the nude, in front of horny men making bets on which big breasted babe would emerge victorious. I didn’t think Master would go for something so crass, but when the dude told him he made thousands off his bitch and I had better tits and was a ginger, well he just saw dollar signs.

Next thing I knew, I was being oiled up stripped naked and thrown in the ring with a bondage whore who was equally clueless about how to wrestle. I tried to channel my inner Hulk Hogan for some moves to make Master proud, but I ended up just using my big tits to smack her down. Guys were chanting “Ginger Ginger,” so I knew they were rooting for me since she was a blonde bitch. My tits are natural, so they had a lot of bounce. Seeing Master beam, and adjust his trousers because of his hard on made me smile. It also made me fight harder and nastier. I grabbed her tits and gave her a painful titty twist while punching her repeatedly in the belly. I don’t think there were any rules, so I fought dirty to win. She had a tuff of pussy hair that I grabbed and twisted until I pulled it out. The bitch actually bleached her snatch fur. She wasn’t a natural blonde. I shoved her beaver pelt in her mouth as I punched her titties.

bondage whoreMoney was being thrown in the ring, the crowd of men were screaming for me to take the bitch out. My pussy was pumped, my adrenaline flowing, and I was enjoying myself more than I thought. I cornered the bitch. I saw punching bags instead of tits. I could feel the Hulk inside me. I drop kicked her, then put her in a Nelson hold, and slammed her down so hard I busted a saline bag in her left tit. I got labeled the The Boob Buster. I won that match, and many more over that weekend. Master was proud of me, which was all that mattered

I still wrestle on my Master’s whim, just often now it is men. I never win. It is more for humiliation than sport, for me at least. My humiliation is sport for men.

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Submissive Whore Bernice’s Worst Nightmare

submissive whore bondageI have always been a submissive whore. I have had many masters over the years, some rather twisted, but I never complained. It is not my place to question what you do to me, only to serve you. Master Ted was an old school BDSM man. He had a fetish for old mental hospital restraints. Strait jackets, crib cages, facial jackets made of leather, and a slew of now illegal restraints. He had a special room that scared me to death. The old medical devices he collected were pretty much torture tools in modern society; archaic devices deemed cruel and illegal in the medicine world. He always threatened me with “the room” if I ever disobeyed him, but I never did.

One night however, he was drunk and feeling extra cruel, so he put me in “the room” for his own amusement. Not to break me. Not to punish me. Just to scare me. Just to get off at my torment. It was about fucking my mind, not breaking my spirit. I was and still am horribly afraid of being trapped in small places. Master Ted tossed me in his chamber of horrors. I was put in a straight jacket, tossed in the Utica Crib, where he bound my legs with old leather restraints and put a Texas Chainsaw Massacre looking facial restraint over my face. The face mask had chains on the inside that pulled my cheeks back forcing my mouth open. It was designed to prevent asylum patients from biting their tongues. But for me, it was meant for torture.

bdsm phone sexI was left bound, trapped and deprived of light for 48 hours. What I didn’t realize was that Master Ted was sitting in an old wheelchair most of the time with glee beating his cock as he listened to me whimper and cry, and watched me pee and shit myself. When he freed me, I was completely broken. I thought I was broke in before, but I never had been restrained that long in such a small space with no light and my mouth forced open an extended time like that. It was torture. I was dehydrated and confused. It really messed with me psychologically. The worst mind fuck a master has ever implemented on me before or since.

I guess my first mistake was letting that Master know my fears. Now that you know I am scared of being restrained in small dark areas, what would you do to me?

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Submissive Whore Loves Gangbang Phone Sex

submissive whore readheaded slutI have always been a submissive whore, even in college. Actually before college, but that was when I first got gangbanged and loved it. My sorority sister, Elsa and I got really drunk one night at a frat party. About ten guys cornered us as we were attempting to leave the house. They manhandled us pretty good. Grabbed our tits, pulled our clothes, even slapped us around. One of the guys pushed us into the basement. There were old fashioned school desks and mattresses on the floor. Clearly this was some sort of fuck chamber. I wasn’t really down to be gangbanged. I liked bondage, maybe a little spanking, some mild S and M games, but I was always a one guy girl. That night changed me.

They stripped us naked, tied us up and force fucked us for hours. “Good girls don’t get drunk at frat parties,” one of them said right before he skull fucked me. Elsa and I had to bend over and get our asses whipped first. Spanked our butts raw before they started sodomizing us. I was no ass virgin, but I had not been anally brutalized by fists and multiple cocks yet. Cocks and fists went up my ass, even my cunt. Elsa cried more than I did as she was a virgin. It was hard to take. Sobered me up real quick though. I went from being spanked, to skull fucked, to fisted, to ass raped, to double penetrated over and over. Even strangled and slapped too.

gangbang phone sexWe would get filled with cum, then two more guys would do us, fill us with more. Nerdy guys too, but clearly they were in to force fucking girls. The fist in my ass drew blood. My ass prolapsed, not the last time it would, but at 19, I had never had that happen before. I was fucked raw. So was Elsa. The difference was, that I loved being abused like that. When it was all over, they tossed us outside like garbage, naked and covered in cum, still tied up. Elsa wanted us to call campus police. I acted like I was okay with that. But secretly, I wanted to go back and beg for more. Decades later, I am a gangbang phone sex whore who still gets off talking about her first gangbang.