MILF phone sex sluts make the best submissives. That is what all my masters have told me in the past. Young girls think the world is theirs for the taking. They think they are princesses. Now, the submissive ones usually are just playing a role because they are looking to snag a Christian Gray or they want money and gifts in exchange for being whipped or bound. I know I am not worthy of being pampered or spoiled. I am here to serve men. That means rough fucking, hardcore anal, BDSM games, bukkake parties, gang bangs and even water sports. Coeds complain more. They have rules and limits. They do not understand what being a lifestyle submissive whore means or entails. I live to please my masters. I may not be enthusiastic about what he is doing to me, but I don’t complain. I don’t interject. I don’t negotiate something different, something less degrading. I just take it and do my best not to cry. Old bitches like me may have more miles on us, but we have less fight in us. That is because we know our place. On our knees in front of our masers asking how we can serve you today, sir.
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Midnight Kidnapping
It’s the middle of the night and I wake to you grabbing me out of bed, stripping my nighty off of me and throwing me over your shoulder, where you then toss me into the trunk of your car and bind me up with duct tape.
‘Where are you taking me’ I struggle to mumble as you tape my mouth shut. ‘Shut up, slut’ you reply. ‘You’ll know when we get there’.
Sure enough I do know when we get there because this isn’t the first time you’ve taken me to this underground sex chambers. It’s a very exclusive, secret place for those of this lifestyle to express themselves freely.
I’m both excited and afraid because I remember the last time quite well. I was sore for a week after that. You even told me that the next time wasn’t going to be as easy.
When we pull up I’m greeted by two very tall, well built men who aggressively grab me from your trunk to bring me into our own personal chamber where my shackles away me. The room is filled with all sorts of sexual torture devices and I can see that sinister look in your eyes. You are ready to punish me.
Bind Me Up
Bind me up, Master. I’m a cock worshiping, bondage whore and my sole purpose is to please you.
I love waiting for you to come home from a hard day’s work. There on my knees, waiting to please. Waiting with such anticipation I might add. My tight little cunt dripping with desire to serve you, Sir.
What does my master have in store for me today? What would he like to see me wearing? If anything.
I’m dying to wrap my wet lips, covered in whore lipstick around that throbbing cock. I would like the honor of spending a good amount of time massaging your balls that feel so incredibly full and tight. Kissing on the head of your dick and stroking softly. That is until you decide you’d like to ram it down my throat *blushes*.
“Yes please” I’d say with a mouth full. “What was that, little slut?” you reply. You can see it in my eyes that I’m begging for you to give me your worst.
Cock Sucking Weekend
My Master took me to a swinger’s party this weekend and I am still sore from Friday night. He had me tied up on a stage at one point and every man there took turns fucking my little whore mouth.
Just imagine spending hours getting your face completely rammed and crammed full of thick cock, repeatedly. Is that something you’d enjoy witnessing, partaking in or having done to you as well? I’m ever so curious. Do you ever find yourself desperately craving cock? Or are you satisfied with just watching a submissive whore like myself take it down her throat?
Either way, I can’t seem to get enough. I fucking love sucking cock. I love drinking cum. Licking up ever mess that I make.
I love it when my Master takes me to these parties and rewards me with copious amounts of cum. At the end of the night he reminds me that he only does this to reward me for my good behavior for the week. How would you reward me? Or if you’re a cock sucker like me, how would you like to be rewarded?
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My Son’s Bondage Whore
I was a bondage whore all weekend for my son and his friends. He had a party and invited 10 of his closest friends. I thought I was the hostess, there to serve drinks and food. Turns out, I was the star of the party. He invited his friends over to gang bang mommy. The moment they arrived, I was bound and gagged. My son is vicious. I found out his friends are just as vicious as him. I was being fucked by 11 young men. They were pulling at my limbs like vultures. Cocks were shoved in my pussy and ass. They skull fucked me too until I was drowning in cum. I started choking on cum. I couldn’t remember a time I swallowed that much jizz at once. Cum was oozing out my nose. I swear my tears even had cum in them. When I puked up the jizz, my son slapped me so hard blood trickled out of the corner of my mouth. He took cum and cock worshiping to a violent level for me. He pushed my face into the floor and forced me to lick up the cum puke. I was never so humiliated before. My son and his friends just laughed at me. They kept fucking me despite that fact that my face was covered in puke and cum.
Bondage Whore Bernice
I am a bondage whore. I enjoy being tied up. My old master loved bondage games. My current master, however, is more hardcore. Bondage is not what he enjoys most unless it leads to hardcore fucking which it did last night. He tied me up on my bed. I thought he would just leave me vulnerable and no way to get lose. He did tie me up and leave me, but he came back with reinforcements. He came back an hour later with about 10 men. Men I had never seen before. At first, they just circled around me like vultures waiting for me to die. I was scared and that is what my master wanted. He gets off on my fear. His friends liked smelling my fear too. I had no idea what they were going to do to me. I had no idea who they were either. I know most of master’s friends and colleagues, but these guys looked like men he picked up off the street. They were a rag tag bunch that master paid to fuck me. I was tied up, vulnerable and free game to their sexual depravities. The men pissed on me. They gang banged all my fuck holes. Fisted me. Fucked me some more. Laughed at the dirty bitch tied up. I asked Master why I was being punished. He just looked at me and said, “You aren’t being punished whore. I am being rewarded.” I was being used as submissive whore for his amusement and pleasure.















