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Wicked Games

Submissive Whore Master and I were playing one of our wicked little game we love to play. I was the naughty slutty stewardess who seduces him and makes him be a naughty boy and fuck around on his wife. We pretend he is married and as the stewardess, I come over and lure him away from his wife with some lame excuse to meet me in the back. He follows me to the back where I push him into the bathroom and I lock the door behind us. I tease him with my tongue along his sweet tasting shaft and then say no when he tries to go further until he is so fucking rock hard he can’t stand it and he takes me right there banging me hard right there in the bathroom with his wife still sitting in the seat waiting for him to return.

Bondage Phone Sex Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is not fantasy for me. I am a good knot maker. I can restrain myself. I can’t hog tie myself, but I can torpedo my boobs for your liking. I also have lots of bondage stories since I have been tied up all my life. My father would tie me up as a young girl because he was afraid I would run away. I had nowhere to go, plus I am a good submissive bitch. I am loyal no matter how I am treated. Daddy treated me like I was dog shit, so did my husband. My master was different. He respected his slave. We had a symbiotic relationship. I have only been released for a couple weeks, but I miss him. I was his office bondage whore for over two decades. He would tie me to my desk with my boobs exposed for his pleasure. I learned to type well with my hands bound. In fact, I am not sure I can type as fast unrestrained. My days seem lonely now. He set me up for life financially, so I never have to worry about work. I just love being owned. The guys I meet in fetish clubs don’t want the long term responsibility of owning an old bitch like me. It is fun being used for a night like a worthless whore, but I long for a master and servant relationship. A bitch like me needs owned.

Submissive Slut 24/7

submissive slutHe knew I was a submissive slut with one look. Guys just know. They do. I make eye contact, them my eyes drop because I am afraid. Afraid he will own me, afraid he won’t own me. I know that is contradictory, but what I want often gets me in trouble and I am rational enough to know that, but powerless to stop it. I wasn’t at a fetish club. It was 80s night at a local club. I went with some girlfriends. It was not supposed to be a submissive night. I was just having fun with my friends. But when you are a submissive whore, you can’t put your lifestyle on hold. He signaled me too him and I couldn’t resist. He had beautiful mistake written all over his face. I knew he was trouble, but I like bad boys. We danced for about 20 minutes, before he took me into the men’s room. There is only one reason a woman goes into a public men’s restroom.  I went willingly. I might as well have been wearing a t-shirt that said, “Down to Fuck.”  No woman gets treated well in a men’s room either. I was on all fours in a dirty bathroom. There was piss and water and bits of toilet paper sticking to my knees as I got sodomized in a stall. He tried to flush my face in the toilet, but I resisted. I didn’t want to go back to my friends looking like my head had been flushed in the toilet. I was trying to save face, but a subby bitch has no face to save. He made it clear that what I wanted didn’t matter. I knew it all along. I submitted to the humiliation he wanted to inflict on me.  I went back to my friends smelling like a toilet with cum running out of my ass down my legs. They just gave me the face palm and acted like they didn’t know me. That is why I rarely go out with friends. They are ashamed of me.

Fuck you bitch you’re not my boss your husband is

 

Cum eating phone sex

Mrs. McCartney is a fucking bitch, and she walks around her house like she’s better than everyone. This fucking whore dares to tell me I don’t clean her house thoroughly enough. I listen to the old bat because I need my job And I don’t want to get fired. Her husband, Mr. McCartney is my boss, and I do extra favors for him to make sure I don’t have to deal with her entirely. I’ve been planning for at least seven months now to get Mrs. McCartney out of the picture and be the replacement wife. I thought I was happy being the mistress but I cannot stand the way that woman walks around pretending she’s better than me. If Mrs. McCartney, the fucking stink pussy whore only knew that her husband was fucking me, eating my pussy and eating my ass out like a fucking porn star she would die. What would that old bitch do if she knew that I was better than she could ever be in bed and everywhere else? I look at her sometimes and laugh. I say to myself you are a fucking lucky good-for-nothing bitch. I want to slap her face but like I said I need this job. I usually go into Mr. McCartney’s home office and give him blowjobs. He cums down my throat and turns me into a cum guzzling cum dumpster skank. I like to wear little tiny skirts and little bitty bikini panties. When I get all dressed up it makes Mrs. McCartney so upset she gets so fucking jealous. I don’t care though I’m glad I make that bitch have a bad day I would do it for free if I could. Whenever Mrs. McCartney’s husband’s cock is in my mouth, he tells me she’s a whore. He Twirls his dick head around my lips while I look into his eyes which makes him so fucking horny. Sometimes we even fuck while she’s upstairs he puts his hands over my mouth to keep me from screaming And then he pounds my cunt hard. I am such a slut for Mr. McCartney, and soon we’re going to have his bitch of a wife cleaning my cunt cream off of her sheets. I can’t wait.

Submissive Phone Sex

submissive phone sexAre you looking for submissive phone sex? I am looking for a Master. My long-term master finally released me from our contract. He is retiring from law. He is married and was my master and my boss. Since he is retiring from law, it is harder to see me. Work was our playground. His wife has always thought I was nothing more than his paralegal. If she only knew about the BDSM office games and bondage play daily for over 20 years she would be shocked. She is not a submissive woman. She is not dominant either. She is just a housewife who would blush at the submissive sex I have been having with her husband for decades. Now, I can be a full-time phone submissive. I can also do anything with any man I want without retribution. My first hook-up as a freed slave was with Tim. I met him at a bar and he knew I was a submissive. He ordered me home with him. I was powerless to say no. When a man takes control of me, I can’t say no. I don’t want to say no. He was more into degrading me than abusing me. He forced my face into his toilet after he made me watch him shit and piss in it. My former master was never into toilet sex, so it was not fun for me. I was hoping for some bondage games, perhaps some bare bottom spankings. Instead I got to drink his piss and eat his shit. Plus, I got to endure hours of humiliation. According to him, I was stupid to think he wanted to fuck me because I was just a fat pig. If I was a pig, I should smell like one too. I went home smelling like a toilet lamenting the fact that my master released me before I wanted to go.

Brought him a slut

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I have become quite the good little helper. I got a new job at a talent scout agency and I have already started representing some young talent. My sick master put a task in my hand that I couldn’t turn down. I had to bring him a slut so he could have his way with her. I knew if I didn’t come through with his order I would suffer greatly. I set the thing up quickly. I brought over one of my clients. Tiffany was a cute spunky blonde down for anything to get roles. I told her she was going to be put through the ultimate test. Young dumb and naive. The idiot fell for it. My master got a bondage whore for the night and Tiffany spread her legs for opportunity. It wasn’t too hard of a task but it surely wasn’t my proudest moment either.

Erotic Submission Stories

erotic submissive storiesErotic submissive stories are something I have to share. I have hardcore stories too. My master is an old school master, like 50 Shades of Gray kind of S & M. We have kinky fun. Occasionally it gets hardcore, but mostly we have erotic experiences of bondage and naughty fun. I love being his submissive. I have been his slave for decades. But a few years ago, our fun and games became less frequent because of his age. I understand that because we are 20 years apart. He gave me permission to have a phone job if I was only having submissive phone sex. He also told me I could go out to fetish clubs, so my needs were met too. Now that is where things get interesting. Today’s dominant man is different breed. He wants nothing to do with erotic submission. He is brutal and degrading. I am caught between two worlds of submission. I love bondage and spankings with a side of light BDSM play. It is what I have had all my life. Now, I am seeing new masters I meet at clubs. Nothing permanent, but not sure I could handle a long-term relationship with some of these men. Last night, Corey took me back to his place. It was not at all what I thought it would be. He forced my face into his toilet which was filled with piss and shit like he was expecting me, or at least some submissive woman. It was hours of humiliation and scat and piss play which I am not accustomed to with my current master. He was not the first guy I met at a fetish club to go that direction with me. I have showered over and over, and I still smell like an outhouse. Clearly, I need some slave training to be able to handle the new submissive world.

Opposites attract

hardcore bondageI have learned from the best master ever and now I have a mean streak. I crave that power and I know I can’t use it on him so I have been dating guys I normally don’t. I have been dating complete doormats willing to bend over backwards for me. I am a submissive little slut by nature but I have learned a thing or two. I have used my power on the guys I am dating and I put them in their place real quick. I like hardcore bondage. I make them get on their knees and I become their mistress. There is a thin line between dominance and submission. You can cross either line if you play either side. It doesn’t take much to be on the opposing side. My twat gets wet making a guy suck my strap and fucking him with it right afterwards.

Bondage Chat with a Whore

bondage chatIf you are looking to have bondage chat, I am your whore. I have been tied up all my life. When I was a teen girl, my daddy would tie me up. He did it to keep me at home. He was such a dominant daddy; I think he feared I would runaway if he didn’t tie me up when he left the house. Daddy whipped me, spanked me, and fucked me. He never let me date. And I had no friends. I hated my mean daddy when I was young, but I grew up to love men just like him. Maybe I have daddy issues or maybe I am just a bondage whore. I love being vulnerable. I often find myself begging folks to tie me up and leave me. I had a bondage date with this fuck buddy of mine the other night. He is a master knot maker. Seriously, this guy could tie me up better than a boy scout. I begged him to restrain me so there was no way I could escape. Most guys think they can secure me, but I have been untying myself for decades. He tied me up and left me on my bed. I tried for hours to get lose, but it was no good. He had me bound tight. He pissed on me, even jacked off on me several times before he left my house. I added to the smell my pissing on my bed a few times. I was at the mercy of my son or daughter to come home and untie me. I was praying it would be my daughter who came home first because she is not as mean as my son, but just my luck, my son came home first. He pissed on me too, even took pictures and put it on his Instagram. He bragged about the submissive whore he caught. I love being at the mercy of men.

Re-training a Submissive Whore

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I love being a submissive whore. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have dated men who weren’t into the BDSM lifestyle, and it never worked out. I crave a strong dominant man like you. I met a new guy at a fetish club I frequent last week. We have not gone out on dates, but I did visit his dungeon s. He wanted me to see it the next day after we met because he knew he had all the equipment I could want. I knew he wanted to break a bitch, so I acted like I was not as submissive as I really am. When I saw his BDSM equipment, I played like I was only a bondage whore and his equipment was too much for me. I knew that would piss him off and it did. He smacked my face and called me a cock tease. His hands were around my throat tightly and he started to choke me. He wanted me to tell him that I was his willing slave and to hurt me any way he wanted. My plan backfired because he was far more abusive and aggressive than I thought. He tossed me against the wall. I bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed. It was like he was a shark attracted to the scent of fresh blood. He came in towards me as I was on the ground trying to get my bearings. He licked the blood from my lips and shoved a long pony tail dildo up my ass. He had a leather collar that said “cunt” that he made me wear. He kept me as his submissive sex slave for days. I didn’t realize I needed broke in again, but I guess I did. According to him, a bitch like me is not submissive if she thinks she can play games and cock tease. Perhaps he was right. Maybe I need more breaking in.