Sometimes, a submissive slut deserves punishment. Although I try to be a good whore, a loyal whore, and especially an obedient whore, I sometimes fail. I am only human. I get weak. Younger dick is my kryptonite. I have a teen son who lives at home still. Sure, I would be his bitch in a heartbeat. I would love his cock in my all the time, but he hates me. He barely wants to talk to me, let alone fuck me. He has male friends, however, who see a dirty old whore with holes to fill. They do not need to like me to fuck me. Personally, I think angry, hateful sex is the best fucking around. On New Year’s Eve my son had a few friends over. Now my boy did not want me around. I was up in my room alone taking calls and watching Ryan Seacrest count me down to 2021. A little after midnight, I went downstairs to check on the boys. My son saw me, yelled at me and I went back to my room. I heard some of his friends giving him shit for treating me like that. Not 10 minutes later, there was a knock on my door. Standing before me were 4 horny boys. They apologized for my son’s bad behavior, then they pulled out their cocks and pushed me on my bed. One moment they were being nice and charming. The next moment they were exploring their rape phone sex fantasies with their friend’s mother. They told me if my son was not going to punish my pink holes, they would. My own panties were stuffed in my mouth so my son would not hear me scream. Not that he would have come to my rescue anyway. They left me battered, bruised and covered in cum. They left and I spent the rest of night in my room, alone thinking that was the best New Year’s Eve ever.
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Do you like submissive milf phone sex sluts? My son and his friends do. I was hosting a holiday party for my son and daughter. It was part of their Christmas gifts. With California shutting everything down again, they have been isolated from their friends. Virtual school sucks ass for them, and I am not much help. We have a tumultuous relationship, but I do try. I dressed up in a Mrs. Claus outfit and my son and daughter were embarrassed. They thought I was trying to seduce their male friends and accused me of throwing the party for my own selfish needs. I will admit to flirting with some teen studs, but I am an owned bitch. I have been in trouble for fucking around with Tinder dates already. Master would not be keen on me robbing the cradle either. After I made sure everyone was happy with food and drink, I exited to my room. I sincerely did not want to embarrass my son and daughter. I fell asleep on my bed watching some sappy Hallmark Christmas movie. The next thing I know, I am being yanked from my bed by some horny teen boys who smelled like liquor. I served virgin eggnog and fruit punch. Either some one brought liquor, or my son opened my wine cabinet. My son was acting as the ringleader. He told his friends they could fuck me. I was fighting them, but I was not strong enough sober to fight off 8 horny drunk teenage boys. They ripped my cute dress off my stacked body and took turns fucking me. Sometimes, I had two or three cocks in me at once like a gangbang phone sex whore. The boys came inside me, joking about knocking up an old bitch. The pissed down my throat and smacked my titties around. They were having fun. It did not matter that I was sore and tired and not wanting any of it. In the end my son and daughter enjoyed their party. I, however, am still recuperating.
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Early on in my life I was subjected to becoming a submissive whore by my big brother, first. He may have been the first to make me do nasty stuff for him, but it didn’t take long for my mom and dad to find out. I was teased by my brothers though before my parents found out. You know how you boys got in your teens. And you surely enjoyed tormenting a little brat sister too. I was always being nosey. Like when my big brother was in the bathroom, I stood by the door listening. So one day he decided to make me lick his butthole after he took a poo. I was standing by the door asking what he was doing. I wanted to smell the shit that came out of him. I loved the smell of his farts and how it got in the bathroom after he went. I was obsessed by my big brother’s butt smells. I know, this is ridiculous. I can’t help it. I was made to lick his ass and he got hard. So I was forced to suck his cock and swallow all of his cum.
Eventually my brothers were teasing me so much and my parents caught them one time. I was on my knees in the middle of the three while my oldest brother directed them all to show me their buttholes. I was told to lick them and my mommy was watching. She laughed at how pathetic I was and told my father. The two of them started to make me lick their asses also. It soon became a thing where my mouth was for pleasure. One time though, my pussy and asshole started to get attention too. I became a cum dump for them.
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To be fair, I have been a submissive whore my whole life. Men have forced fucked me many different times. Starting with my pops, and men who were supposed to look after me, like teachers, counselors and even a doctor once. I knew that my body was for pleasing mens cocks and I found out later as I was bartered for by my husband, now master, that I should serve a man in every way. But I wasn’t sexually experienced enough for him in the first years of our marriage. So he would send me out on these house cleaning jobs to Masters. Now I didn’t realize this until the fourth or fifth time. Call me a late bloomer as a sex slave. I would try to resist the sexual advances of these dominant men and They would force me with strength and violence even when I was pregnant. They would make me suck them off and be telling me exactly what to do. I received piss shots to my face and was made to lick dirty hairy ass holes clean.
It was the fourth sexual encounter of such that I was severely beaten and put in the back of one sadistic Masters Benz. I had kept all these forced sexual encounters to myself and my Husband/Owner never asked about bruises or split lips. But this one man had bound me and beat me after he fucked my brains out that I was crying. I came in a crying fit and thus he told me you were a good girl and picked me up and put me in the trunk and When he opened it I was in my own garage looking up at my master. Everything came crashing down on me and I realized that this would be my life forever.
I get off on rape phone sex fantasies now, because I lived it and My pussy and body react well.
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Bondage and submission is what I was put on this earth to do. Men cannot just tie up any whore. Well, they can, but not all women are willing bondage slaves. There are no consequences tying me up because I am a willing whore. I was not always, however. It is weird how the things you hated when you were young you grow up to love. I was just a little girl when my mother left me. She met a new man, and I was expendable. She knew what a mean man my father was, and she left me with him. Left me to fend for myself and she never looked back. Never came looking for me, not even when I was an adult. When I was just a peanut, daddy tied me to chairs so he could skull fuck me. Maybe he would tie me to my princess bed posters so I would not fight while he forced his cock inside my tiny pussy. When I entered my teen years, daddy upped his game. He became fearful I would runaway and leave him like my mother. He pulled me from school saying I was sick and needed to be home schooled, but he never hired anyone to home school me. He turned me into his sex slave and laid the seeds for me to become a bondage whore as an adult. He caught me once trying to escape through my bedroom window. He thought I was running away, but I just wanted out of the house. At that point it had been months since I went outside. I spent the next 4 years tied up or shackled. Daddy would whip me tied up. He would fuck me tied up. He would sodomize me with his empty beer bottles tied up. And he would let his friends fuck me tied up too. I would be left tied up for hours a day, only released to pee twice a day. I lucked out one day and got loose. I ran away, vowing never to be tied up again. We know how that turned out for me though.
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I got into this sort of work because I love bondage phone sex. Men have been tying me up since I was a schoolgirl. When I was a young girl, I hated it. I was scared. My father would tie me up all day while he was at work because he feared I would run away. Eventually, I did. But I ran right into the arms of a man who liked BDSM games too. I met my master at a bondage club in NYC that my husband took me too. My master was in his 40s then. I was 19, I think. I loved being tied up by men I knew would not harm me or leave me to die. My current master was not fond of the way my husband treated me because as he said it, my husband was not a true dome. He was just a misogynistic asshole. A couple years later, I would cross paths with my master again in an underground NYC club. The second encounter changed my world. I am still a bondage whore, but now I live in California and I have a job and a salary. I am owned and I am taken care of well. I still get tied up and left in precarious situations, however. Master misses tying me up as his bondage secretary. Coronavirus has halted our fun, but he hired a guy to break into my place last night and tie me up. It was filmed too. I had no clue this was staged, and that I was not going to die. My reactions were real. My fear was real too. The hired hand dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming and bond me in the living room. I assumed for his rape phone sex fantasies, but after being left for 6 hours chained up, my master’s voice came across the answering machine telling me I was just punished for being a dirty slut. I loved every minute of every. Every 10 hours of it that I was bound up for master’s amusement made me wet.
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They like to keep me in a cage and piss on me. They make me worship their dicks and be a good submissive slut for them. It’s my place as a female to be a good whore for men. This party I was used for was full of business men and they all got off on the idea of using this trashy little whore as a urinal. I had ten guys standing around my cage pissing on me. It was a game for them. A couple thought it would be more fun to give me shots of piss and bourbon. Those go terrible together in taste but I was vomiting on myself after all the shots and no food. I was forcefully face fucked and throwing up on the cocks and forced to clean it all up. One guy was ever so kind and gave me some water. He poured an ice bucket over the cage on me. I was sucking down the ice and getting cummed on. What use would I be for you?