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Odontophilia, anyone?

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My Master loves my teeth. If I’ve been a good girl and used his favorite red lipstick, he ties me up and has me to lick my lips over and over while his cock grows to a size only true, uninhibited lust can bring. I make sure to bite my lip often showing him my pearly whites and he rewards me with placing my favorite vibrator right against my clit. He brings me right to the point of orgasm, and then stops. He’s a big tease, but so am I. I make sure to bite my lip continuously and flash him big smiles, encouraging him to reward me. Eventually, he demands that I open up and he rubs the head of his cock against my hyper white teeth. I can feel his cock throbbing, and when I flick my tongue out, he shoots a huge load of jizz into my mouth and onto my face. More rewards for this submissive whore!

Wonder Woman Gets Tied Up and Fucked

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 I entered the dungeon dressed in my Wonder Woman outfit knowing I would turn some heads. The DOMs were all over me, the fantasy behind fucking Wonder Woman drove them crazy. Within minutes I was tied and gagged and everyone wanted a piece of me. Well, they got it, and I was fucked, licked and sucked all night long by so many different people. I was the star of the show and I loved every minute of it!

Being a submissive whore is what I was made to do, I crave it, NEED the attention and pain that they inflict. I’m not satisfied until I am covered in cum and have had every hole fucked. I think next time, I’ll go as Cat Woman or Super Girl. I’ve been saving up for a new costume. Why don’t you give me a call and tell me which you think I should purchase next?I’ll be your sub slut, and we’ll get off together.

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When the Guy Next Door Notices

Cheap phone sexWell, I had fun last night. I was working outside around dusk because it was beautiful and comfortable, and I just wanted to enjoy it. As I was bent over in my garden, a shadow fell across my work area. I glanced up to see a complete hottie standing near, waiting to be recognized.

I introduced myself, and he quickly informed me that he had been noticing me ever since I moved here a couple of months ago. I could see he was hiding a tent, though he was doing a good job hiding it. I invited him in, and he gladly accepted. I fucked him in my kitchen. Me on the counter, him pounding into me as I held on for dear life. Man, he slammed my cunny good. I hope he comes by again soon. 😀

The Meat Department

September 7th was National Salami Day. I knew my master was up to no good when he sent me to the grocery store in my slave clothes. Full face makeup, big hair, titties out and my ass was out. He gave me very strict directions while at the grocery store. I was to get a cart. Buy 5 tubes of lube, 5 things of plastic wrap and as many Salami rolls I could find including the ones in the back at the meat department.  My cart was full as I struggled to push it in my 6 inch plant form heels to the meat department. I rang the bell that sounds like a cow, which made me giggle. A very tall man walked out of the back in black slacks and a white coat covered in blood. 

“We have been expecting you.”

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I figured my master talked to them and let them in on his little game but I did not expect the next thing to happen. He opened the door and said after you. I pushed my heavy full cart into the back room where the butcher block covered in blood was surrounded by four other men covered in blood. The one who let me into the back grabbed me by the back of my hair. 

“Dirty subby whore’s like you need to really experience a good salami.”

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He pulled me by my hair to the butcher block. I slipped in the blood and pieces of meat on the floor, he was dragging me in the blood and they all picked me up. They put me on my hands and knees on the butcher block. They sliced my clothes off with their very sharp knives. They took the plastic wrap from my cart and started to wrap me in it to the butcher block. Spreading my legs wide open but also having access to my mouth. They pulled the cart closer to me as each one of them grabbed a box of lube and Salami. They shoved a thick Salami roll in my mouth to muffle my screams. Then they shoved one even bigger into my tight lubed up pussy. I was there for hours, being fucked with different rolls of Salami. Having all of my holes fucked and filled with Salami was not enough for them. The each took turns fucking each of my holes and filling me up with their baby batter. My holes are stick aching as I eat the Salami rolls I was force fucked with. 

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Prostate Milking

prostate milkingProstate milking is not something I ever expected to do. It seemed like a dominant thing to do and I am a far cry from dominant. I am, however, obedient so when asked to do something, I do it. I thought I would be milking my Master. He is old, so it made sense he would want his balls drained. So, I was quite shocked when he ushered in his teen grandson. He was naked, shackled and in the ass fucking position. Master gave me a strap on and ordered me to sodomize his grandson’s ass. He was caught blowing a friend of his, so this was his punishment. Master thought that if he got his ass torn up, he would not want cock anymore. Clearly, my Master has never had anything up his ass before. I tried to explain about the male G-spot, but Master silenced me. I am not homophobic; whatever gets your dick hard is fine by me. Master on the other doesn’t want a gay grandson. I did as I was told. I fucked his grandson hard with no lube in his ass while Master called him a fag and asked if he liked being a bottom bitch. Wrong question to ask, because he clearly loved it. His young cock was rock hard. Hammer hard. He came so hard with me in his ass. Not what Master wanted.  I got punished for making his grandson a fag. He sodomized me for hours. I hurt so bad I couldn’t sit. I did enjoy fucking the boy, made me feel like an alpha dog for a moment. Sadly, the moment didn’t last and I paid for my enjoyment with a prolapsed ass. But if you want your prostate milked, I am happy to help. We just can’t tell my Master.

On this Labor Day

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Being a submissive whore is shaping up the best holiday so far this year! Strapped to a table is where I belong, and as soon as my master arrived he took me straight to the dungeon. As I lay there waiting for him to begin the glorious torture I knew was coming, all I could think about was how much I loved being at his mercy, being used and pleasing him.

My pussy got wetter by the minute, and he left me there for a very long time, letting my anticipation grow. When he finally returned, he had several people with him and a long vibrator attached to a metal rod. As the audience got situated, he set up the device and turned it on. My body shook with the most intense orgasm almost immediately!

Moments later, another orgasm came, dizzying my head and making it difficult to breathe. I could feel another one coming, and with its intensity, I squirted girlie cum all over my audience!

I pleased my master today.

Submissive Whore Club

submissive whoreSubmissive whore club. Ever heard of such a thing?  I found myself indoctrinated to one over the weekend. Since my current long term master is getting too old to really play our BDSM games anymore, I have been hitting the underground club scene looking for a new master. Finding an old school master and servant relationship is hard I have discovered. Most of the young dominant men I encounter have very different views of a submissive whore like me than older men do. This young guy who took me home Friday night made sure I understood I was his property for however long he desired. There were no safe words. I was his bitch. I would do as I was told. When he pulled his cock out, I was prepared to blow him, but he pissed in my face and laughed. When I grimaced, he pulled my red mane and dragged me to his bathroom. His toilet was disgusting. I don’t think he had flushed it in a week. I could smell the stale piss and shit. “I’ve been saving this for the perfect whore,” he laughed as he shoved my face in his filthy toilet water. He held my head under so I was forced to swallow shit and piss. He would bring me up for air, then submerge me again. I have never been a scat phone sex submissive, because toilet play was never a part of my submissive duties. I tried to tell this young guy that I don’t do this sort of thing, but he didn’t care about what I wanted at all. He pulled me up, tossed me on the floor of his bathroom, dropped his trousers and shit on my face. He used me like a port a potty. I felt so degraded and humiliated. Never have I been treated like that. “Welcome to the modern world whore. You are now a part of my submissive whore club,” he seethed as  he forced me to eat his shit. I am not ready for a modern day submissive relationship. Perhaps I need some training.

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Sometimes the urges that come over me get me in some hot water and last night was no different than any other night when drinks are involved. My boss tends to try claiming ownership over me and is always trying to administer spanking phone sex. I tend to reject his advances and that leads to more aggressive behavior. Last night while having drinks with my boss I was flirting up a storm with a couple of guys and that did not bode well with boss man.

It was not surprising his ego was bruised as I was not giving him the attention he so desired. My boss is always trying to claim ownership over me and getting me drunk or drugged up to gain my submission. It is true that I am a submissive whore however, I do try and not let this control every part of my life. So, after this display of complete contempt for Mr. man he was not going to let me get off so easily.

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Returning to the office he requested I come to his office, where he closed and locked the door behind me. He then sat on his sofa and requested me to approach him. As I stopped at his side he grabbed my arm and pulled me over his knee. I felt his hand push my skirt up and he pulled down my panties. I tried to protest only to have my hair pulled and face slapped. Next thing I knew his bare open handed spankings were blistering against my supple pale flesh of my rump.

Submissive Whore: What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

submissive whoreSubmissive whore Bernice is should be my legal name. No last name, because I belong to which ever man I am with at the moment. My current long term master is in his 60s. He is winding down on the S and M games. He was always more old school domination anyway. Actually, the men today are a completely different breed and it scares me. Master respected my code words. He never scarred me, or put me in any real danger, but the men I meet online and at fetish clubs make him look like a Disney character. Over the weekend, I tried this new bondage club in Cincinnati. I had to drive a few hours, so I booked a hotel room for the weekend. It is a high end bondage club, invite only. I felt so honored to get a golden ticket to this place that it never occurred to me that it would not be as upscale as it seemed.

rape phone sex fantasiesWhen I arrived, it looked nothing like the pictures. This was just a big warehouse; pretty much a dungeon. There were other women there too looking equally perplexed.  We were rushed by a group of men. It became clear this was no bondage club. This was a rape fantasy club. We were hand selected because we fit the image that the men paying top dollar fantasized about force fucking. I knew none of the men I could see. I was shoved down on the cold concrete slab, bound and gagged with my own undergarments. I looked to both sides and saw other women like me being brutalized by unknown men. I’ve heard of BDSM clubs, even pain clubs, but never rape fantasy clubs. I spent 3 days in a basement being force fucked in all my holes. I had to use a bucket for a toilet. I was denied food and water. I slept on the concrete floor like a dog chained up in a junkyard. After three days, my ass was prolapsed. I smelled awful. I had lost some weight. I was a hot mess. I was turned out on the street disoriented and lost.  I had been used for three days to satisfy some stranger’s dark fantasies. If you had me for three days, what would you do to me?

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Cock worshipingCock worshiping is what I do best. When I met Sam today, I immediately went down on my knees as his submissive little cum slut and gave him exactly what I knew he wanted. My mouth. I took it all in, deep into the back of my throat. The drool dripped from my mouth and onto his shaft, then down onto his balls. I tickled and teased him with my tongue.

I could feel his dick jumping and his muscles tightened and I knew he was nearing orgasm. I reached around and stuck a finger in his tight asshole and milked his prostate for an extremely intense orgasm. I just love it when my man grabs me my the back of the hair and grunts a primal grunt that only happens when you are totally in the moment. It’s only then that I feel like I’ve done my job as his submissive whore.

After shooting his load into the back of my throat, I realized that he was not done with me. He had a friend come in and stick his cock right in my face. As a good little submissive, I opened up and choked it down. There was a raw spot on my throat from the head of his cock bouncing off of my tonsils. I’d done my job.

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