I came back from the pool with my little ones and they rushed us, making us all get on the ground. Before I knew it we were all tied up, they shoved me in a corner – I was screaming and begging so they smacked me around a few time and shoved a ball gag in my mouth. I was watching my daughters getting fucked and there was nothing I could do about it. They were crying and screaming “Mom, and Mommy” but I could literally do nothing. I was helplessly watching them getting fucked and used up. And then my line of vision was blocked and a cock was in my face. He was pissing on me but pushing his dick down my throat as he did it, making me take it all and choke and slobber all over it like a pathetic slut. This is what a real bad Mommy needs, isn’t it? Flaunting my little ones around and putting myself on display. What did I expect? Now my whores feel like the stupid cunts they are, and we’re all used up and covered in cum.
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Submissive Whore for Toilet Play
Submissive whore. Stupid cunt. Pet. Property. Slut. Bitch. Piece of meat. Dumb twat. Slave. Servant. Concubine. Fuck toy. Punching bang. Human waste. Toilet. Tramp. Piece of shit. Fat. Dumb. Loser. Those are just a few of my pet names from my Master. I answer to them all. What he calls me, dictates my day. Today, he called me toilet. I knew what that meant. I was at my desk typing up some legal briefs when I heard him yell for his special toilet. I put down what I was doing, walked into his office and laid on his desk with my head hanging down to accept his cock. He unzipped his pants, inserted his dick in my mouth and pissed down my throat. He pinched my nose so that I would be forced to swallow his urine. He had asparagus for lunch. He knows how much I hate that; it makes his pee extra smelly. I swear he drank a gallon of water before relieving himself in my mouth. Today I was his piss whore. A couple hours later he yelled for his piss whore, but this time he relieved himself up my ass. I had to ride the subway home smelling like a dirty homeless man. Today I was his piss whore, tomorrow I may be his punching bag. Not sure which I dread more.
Always a P Mommy
It was suggested to me that I write about something else, that I not be a submissive P Mommy who likes to share her lil brats with all my friends and callers. I thought about it for a minute, but then realized that it all goes together. Being a breeding, Mommy whore and being a submissive whore too all goes together for me. I need to talk about my daughter in my blogs because I know if it’s making my pussy wet it’s making someone’s cock hard out there. And soon one of those hard cocks are going to come take advantage one of these tight bald holes. From my youngest barely out of my womb little one to my one that is ready to be a breeding whore herself. All these tight holes need to be fucked, and I will be happy to help, then you can tie me up and turn that cock to me because I know you have lots and lots of cum for me and my little brats.
Submissive Whore Needs Punished
I’m a submissive whore. I don’t want to be dominant. It feels unnatural to me. I believe a woman’s place is on her knees before her man serving him however he desires. That doesn’t mean I don’t have my own needs sometimes. I thought the house was mine, so I played with my pussy. I did not have permission from HIM to touch my worthless whore cunt. I knew I did not, however I had a really hot pain slut call last night that left me wanting to cum more. Sometimes I forget how good cumming feels. Some men love to make me cum through my pain; yet others, like HIM, deny me the pleasure of my own pain. When he found me on the bed with my hand in my pantyhose rubbing my clit, he took his belt off and whipped me. Not only did he whip my huge fake tits, he whipped my clit with the belt buckle. He whipped all the pleasure I felt away. My pussy was swollen, even bleeding. He dragged me to the stairs, slapped a ball gag in my mouth and tied me to the banister while he whipped me some more. He treated me like a lowly nigger slave. Flesh tore from my back. He told me as he inflicted pain on my dirty body, that I deserved far worse treatment. He made sure to tell me he was giving me mercy this time, but if he caught me playing with my worthless cunt again without permission, I would be a dead whore. You would think I would heed that warning. I will for awhile. I will until my wounds heal, but at my core I am a pain slut. I can never hurt myself as much as he can. As much as you can.