Category: Prostate milking

Sometimes Being a Submissive Whore Sucks

submissive whoreA submissive whore finds herself tied up often. Master has friends who rent me sometimes. This one guy is older than my master. He wanted a bondage slut to tie up. The problem is that he has no slave. What he does to scratch his itch is hire pros and borrow subs from his friends. He is married like my master. The difference is that his wife is the one with most of the money. He is a lawyer, but he married old money. If he had a slave and his wife found out, it would be disastrous for him financially. So, my master helps him out with his needs about once a month. It is a bros before hos sort of thing. I like being of use to my master, but his cronies are not as fun for me. This guy is old as dirt, but he ties me up so good that I get rope burn. This week when we had our play date, he demanded I milk his prostate. I am good at prostate milking. My master is a senior citizen. He takes a Viagra and sometimes still cannot cum, so I have to milk him. Unfortunately for me, master has bragged about my skills in the milking department, so his friend tied up my boobs, bound my legs and tied one hand behind my back. That left one hand free to drain his balls. I licked my finger and worked my magic in his old crusty ass. I was feeling grateful that he was not tech savvy because if he had been younger, my humiliation might have been recorded and downloaded to the Internet. I know that at 42, I am no young thing, but master and his friends are 30 years older than me. This guy’s old spooge hit me in the face. I had to lick it all up and I was sick to my stomach because he had some foul tasting cum. Old age I guess or maybe backed up balls, or both. I got funky spunk and rope burns for my trouble. Being a submissive slut is hell sometimes.

Prostate Milking Pet

prostate milking When Master Tomas first took me under his wing and showed me what it was really like to be a submissive slut, there was one thing he insisted on. Well, besides expecting complete submission, that is. He told me that if I didn’t know anything about prostate milking, I’d better learn. Apparently, the orgasms from that are incredible and that’s what he likes almost every time unless he’s in a hurry and just wants a quickie from me. So, I made it my mission to learn exactly how to do it because I just wanted to please him all of the time.

Do you also like having your prostrate milked? Master says that it just feels so good. And I love the way the cum seems to just explode from his cock when I’m milking him. It turns me on so much, but of course, I don’t do anything about that because I don’t want to upset Master. He doesn’t let me touch myself in front of him unless he tells me that I can. If you’re looking for a submissive little whore, I would like to offer myself up to you. I’ll be ready and waiting for you, Sir.

I had to make her my bitch

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When you have one of the top-notch men as your new sugar daddy, you have to assimilate to his lifestyle quickly. When my sugar daddy told me his deal, I promised him that I’d be the perfect cum dump for him and would make him happy by keeping things exciting.

I knew that him dominating me for a few hours then taking me shopping would get quite old quickly. I kept thinking and trying to figure out something that would entice his taste.

When I was watching a movie and saw that a girl was dominating another girl in this particular scene, it was a hot dialogue. It drew me in, and that’s when it hit me, and I got a perfect idea.

I was sure that my sugar daddy would enjoy watching me turn the tables and make a girl my submissive cunt. It felt right, and that’s what I set out to do with one of my best friends.

Darcy is a redheaded slut who is down to party and shop. When I presented the idea, my sugar daddy was all in, and I got to beat her asshole and go shopping like never before.

bondage whore with a goal

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I’m a bondage whore who loves fighting other girls for my master. Last week he had me fight this girl who wouldn’t submit to him. It was up to me to beat the shit out of her and get revenge for the master that rules my body and my mind. There is no hesitation when it comes to having to give my owner everything he wants out of me. It is pretty simple to allow him to conquer my mind and thoughts. All the actions I make are a result of what I have promised. Im a defender and will defend daddy till he’s happy. I love hurting girls for him. It makes him proud to see me beat a girl down, and after I have finished, he rewards me and lets me cum.

Submissive Slut for Poker Night

submissive slutThe life of a submissive slut is never dull. Master had a party at the office Friday. It was a late-night poker game technically, but he only plays with other men like him who own slaves. The poker games rotate between the guys’ offices and whomever is hosting that game, his slave is the hostess. I was in a BDSM Playboy bunny outfit. Black leather corset, black thigh highs, a dog collar around my neck, bunny ears and high heels. I served the men drinks. I was a bartender too. I make a mean martini. The guys would smack me on my ass and grab my tits. When they had to piss, I would hold a wine glass under their cocks for them to piss in like it was a urinal. Of course, I had to drink it with a smile. I am not a fan of pissing phone sex, let alone real pissing sex. Ugh. I drank a bunch of piss. I also had to massage their prostates to drain their balls for stress release. When they get worked up, they need to relax. These are all old men. Most of them over 65 which means they do not get hard easily, but they still need to cum. I am good at draining old balls. When I was not having masters pee in wine glasses for me to chug, I was milking prostates into wine glasses for me to chug. I dread when poker night is in my master’s office because his cohorts have funky tasting spunk. They all drink this wheat germ shit that makes their cum sour. It is a Californian cocktail to stay youthful feeling and keep the brain sharp. This was the longest poker night ever. At least it felt that way. Luckily, my master won because if he had lost, the winner would have had me for a night.

Bondage whore deserves pain

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I’m a spoiled brat, and I always flaunt my privilege. One day I took it way too far; I made fun of the wrong guy. I called a mechanic a grease monkey, and he made sure to get his revenge on me. I knew I had it coming by the look on his face when he spilled oil all over the interior of my gle Mercedes. I was pist, and he had to tell me the truth because the shop had its rules. Most normal people would let it be and not say anything about it. It’s only grease and can get fixed. Still, I was mad it was a brand new car from daddy, and I couldn’t stand that it had an oil spill. I snickered and called him a loser grease monkey who couldn’t do his job right. I got over it, but he didn’t because I had a visitor who made me their bondage whore that very same night. The grease monkey himself found my address through the shop, got his revenge, beat me mercilessly, and fucked me till he had his nut.

Milk That Fucking Cow

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My new master has another slutty slave and that little bitch boy is positively obsessed with prostate milking.  Last night the sad little suckup was apparently so well behaved that Master told me I have to milk him until he moo’s.  I took that as my own personal mission to show my drive and dedication and prove to Master that I’m the best little whore he has, not some fist loving fairy.

So I pushed the pansy down on all fours and got right to it, massaging that helpless he-hag’s special area with both hands.  You fucking know the one I’m talking about.  I squeezed his balls and slowly applied more and more pressure to his taint, his cock rising to the occasion to show me I was doing my job right. Once the massaging had him rock hard with a huge line of pre-cum stringing down from the head of his pulsating prick, I applied more pressure and started jerking that motherfucker like I was milking a prized heifer.  He wiggled and squirmed as I tugged that tool like a water pump and shoved my fist deep into his asshole.  I knocked hard on his prostate from inside his rectum a few times, forcing him to shoot ropy streams of milky white cock snot into a puddle on the floor. 

 He begged me to stop and I said “Not until my cow gives me all the milk I need.”  He screamed as I fisted and pulled harder and faster trying to force another load out of him.  He bucked and brayed as his dong spat out a thick, chunky flow of cock cream.  With an extra loud “MOOOOOOOO!” the new guy collapsed into his cum pool, my fist still pounding an eventual prolapse out of him.  That bovine bitch knows who Master’s number one is.  If he forgets, I’ll show him again.

 

Best Bukkake Ever

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I never look as beautiful as I do after a hardcore gang style fucking with a gooey bukkake finish.  The way those layers of cock snot coat my beautiful, Venus-like face and soak into my matted blonde mop makes me feel better about myself than even the most expensive makeup ever could.  I’m not a Cover Girl, I’m a covered girl.

You need a bunch of cocks to really give you a good glazing.  One is okay if he shoots power loads but you’re almost guaranteed to only get a standard amount of jizz out of just one fuck stick.  Two veiny pricks will get you closer to the varnish of hot sack syrup that you’re after but even then you’re only going to get a fraction of the fuck juice needed to satisfy you’re desire to be engulfed in a thick, slimy shower of dick drippings.

Last night, for instance, I took on half a dozen donkey donged deviants just to make sure I would be overlaid with the perfect amount of pearly white cum.  The hardest part was making sure none of those horn dogs left their revved up rods inside of me when they blew their fat loads.  Not that I mind a creampie or five, I just needed to be blasted in the face and bathed in their sexy succulence.  You understand.

 

When I Need It, I Need It

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Yes, I’m a cock craving cum slut and I have no problem admitting it.  I just can’t get enough of that milky sweet man nectar!  The way it coats my throat as it oozes its way down my esophagus is only comparable to how it fills my holes and covers my dirty sugar walls with cream.  Here lately, it’s been kind of hard to find a willing wang to pump me full of the hot cock juice I need to feel like a real woman, so this bright eyed bimbo decided to find some new hunting grounds…  Thank you, sexaholics anonymous!

Searching for a primed prick here is like shooting monkeys in a barrel, or whatever.  The group meets a few times a week but I make sure that we all get together every night so I can give the guys the support that they need to get every drop of jizz out of their hyperactive junk.  I’m pretty sure the only way for them to get over their crippling addiction is for me to completely drain their balls of that salacious liquid.  And there are only, like, two other girls here and they’re fucking hags so making sure that I get the entire group’s goop is never a problem.

I’m pretty sure that sniffing out all of this slut obsessed cock snot was the smartest thing I ever did.  There’s enough cum here to keep me completely filled forever!  I’m glad they’re the ones with the problem and not me.

 

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Master had a plan and wanted my friends to fuck each other till our legs gave out. We would each get pounded by his wooden paddle if we thought about quitting. I was not going to make him upset, so I did whatever his devious mind came up with without any questions asked. I would let him know I was a great whore with no way of stopping my tasks for him. Cum eating phone sex is something that would attribute to what we did because all we did was eat each other’s cum juices.

My master would get us all high and start to beat us. We had to follow every rule until we made him happy and made sure we got off the hook.