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I like bondage phone sex games. When I first got into bondage it was pretty vanilla. I’d be bound and gagged, sometimes blindfolded for what I considered to be more psychological games. Think 9 1/2 Weeks. Maybe there would be some spanking or breast play. So when an old friend I met at a bondage club in the late 80s found me on Facebook and wanted to hook up, I assumed we would have some old fashioned bondage fun. I guess I am a dumb whore for assuming his kinks haven’t intensified over the years.
I let him restrain me. I was there on my living room floor, helpless like I was 2 decades ago. When he dragged me by my bound feet and started kicking me in the pussy, I knew he had evolved into a hardcore extreme bondage kind of guy. I just prayed snuff was not his thing. He ripped my panties off, forced me on all fours and inserted an anal hook in my ass. If he had just placed the hook in my ass, I would have been okay. I like ass play. I have always been an anal whore. What he did was torture. He dragged me around my house by the anal hook. It was in me so deep, I thought my ass would prolapse. He had me oink like a pig as he pissed all over the floor dragging me around like a red headed mop.
He even lifted me up in the air by the hook to force me to suck his cock. As I trembled and grimaced in pain, he pissed down my throat. His strength scared me, yet turned me on too. He was a different man now. Meaner, more dominate. By the time he was done using me as his anal rag doll, my ass was gaping open and pretty battered. I’m sitting on an ice pack as I tell my tale hoping someone will give my ass a bit of the hair of the dog that bit it. I am a glutton for punishment.
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Submissive whore. Dumb stupid cunt. Fucking retarded bitch. Used up old slut. Fuck pig. Trailer park trash. Cum guzzling slut. Worthless twat. Human toilet. All pet names from various phone masters. I live to be humiliated. I know I am not young, shiny and new like many of the other submissive fuck sluts on my site, but I am a seasoned submissive. I don’t require training. You don’t need to break me unless you want to. When you ask me to oink like the fat pig I am, I do not say oink. I snort like the pig that I am. When you call me a dump stupid cunt, I don’t cry or resist. I repeat it over and over again and thank you for the honor of humiliating myself in your presence.
You see, I am old fashioned. Raised in an era where women loved being barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen. Women served their men a home cooked meal nightly. Had their slippers and a beer ready for them when they came home from work. Were available to fuck 24/7 and do anything in the bedroom her man wanted. I’m from a bygone time when women didn’t nag their husbands or spend their hard earned money on frivolous things like shoes. I understand my place. It is beneath ALL men. I am here to service, serve and entertain the male population. Unlike younger girls, I know my shit stinks and I am happy to have my face forced into the toilet to remind me of that fact often. Even though I am an obedient slave, I am still a dumb stupid cunt who needs reminded daily of what piece of shit I am.
Whatever your extreme fetish phone sex needs may be, I assure you master, I am the perfect whore for you. I never say no and I always say thank you no matter how painful or degrading a task may be.
Submissive Whore Bernice’s New Year’s Anal Torture
A submissive whore knows how to ring in the New Year. Last year, my son threw a party at the house. I was the entertainment. At first, I thought I was just serving drinks and food, but right before midnight, as I was serving the champagne to ring in the new year with, my son shoved me down on the dining room table and stripped me naked. His friends all gathered around us like it was planned. My son took one of the unopened bottles of champagne and shoved it up my ass. I let out a huge scream, so some of his friends put their cocks in my mouth so the noise would not alarm the neighbors. My son kept anally torturing my asshole as his pals counted down the ball. As they counted he thrust that bottle deep into my ass. When the ball struck midnight, he yanked the bloody bottle out of my ass, uncorked it, then let the champagne explode on my ass. After that, every male guest fucked my champagne covered asshole. And what I got to drink to celebrate 2015 was piss. At the time, I felt so degraded and abused. But, now I often masturbate with a bottle thinking about how hot the whole thing was. I am hoping for an equally hot New Years Eve this year too. Just hoping they use the bigger end of the bottle this time.