Category: Rape phone sex fantasies

Spanking Phone Sex Mommy

spanking phone sexI’m a punishment whore. I love spanking phone sex and anything that brings some pain to my body. One of the great things about phone sex is that it allows you to explore your darker fetishes. I can go darker on the phone than I can in real life. Perhaps that doesn’t sound like a good submissive bitch, but I don’t want to die. Nor do I want any permanent damage. I am old school submissive. My master and I have been in a long term S and M relationship, but as he says, I have the power because we utilize safe words. I like being pushed beyond any safe zone, however.  My teen son dabbles in masochistic games so I have been hoping he will get more forceful with me over time. He overheard me doing a mommy rape fantasy call the other day and it turned him on. Turned him on so much, he took matters into his own hands. Yanked me out of bed from a dead sleep. Ripped my clothes off, threw me over his knee and started spanking my bare ass. I could feel his cock throbbing underneath me. He clearly got aroused  paddling his mommy’s bare bottom.

He was not the only one. My pussy was dripping wet. It was so wet, my son could feel my juices running down his leg. I told him to spank me harder. The harder he spanked, the wetter I became. The harder he got too. He got so hard, he could no longer take it. He tossed me on the bed ass up so he could pound my pussy. To some it may have been a force fuck, but I am a submissive whore. Men can always have their way with me, especially my son. Do you think about force fucking your mommy?

Submissive Whore Halloween

submissive whoreSubmissive whore Halloween is what I had last night. I was all prepared for a night alone doling out candy to little ghosts and goblins that knocked on my door. I even dressed up as Dorothy to get into the Halloween spirit. After a couple of hours passing out candy to the little ones, I turned off my light and settled in for the night. Around 9:15 PM there was a loud knock on the door. Every year this happens. Some older boys and girls with a lame costume come by with a pillow case for their candy saying “Trick or Treat.” I had a shit load of candy left, so I answered the door prepared to give them all of it. It was as I suspected, a group of older boys with nothing more than plastic face masks as a costume.

After I divided up the candy, something unexpected happened. They charged me. Forced me back inside of my house. Do you like rape fantasy phone sex? Well, this was no fantasy. I was pinned on the floor by four teen boys who wanted more than candy. They hurled some nasty names at me as they ripped my clothes from my body. Hands grabbed my tits while more hands groped my pussy. I struggled, but the truth was I was turned on. My master can never find out, however, because he will think I encouraged them with a sexy outfit and punish me. The boys gang banged my ass and pussy with so much force I thought they might kill me. At one point they thought it would be amusing to shove all four of their cocks up my asshole at once. I have been anally tortured before, but not like this. I lost control of my bowels. Made a huge mess that disgusted my attackers. They called me a filthy whore, pissed in my face and left.

I was half relived that they left, but also sad at the same time. What is wrong with me?

Submissive Whore Halloween Sex Toy Party

submissive whoreI attended a submissive whore sex toy party. It was a Halloween themed party too. At first I thought that just meant a costume party. I went as a French Maid. Seemed an appropriate costume for a submissive woman. I was actually quite shocked to discover that the sex toys being were Halloween inspired. I fell in love with the Frankenstein collection. You got it. Monster sized dildos with nuts and bolts for added pleasure and really huge green balls. The woman throwing the party was owned too. We drank wine, sampled the products and enjoyed girl time. I felt relieved actually to be away from the watchful eyes of masters for a little bit. That felling didn’t last long, however. All of our masters arrived about an hour into our party. Changed the dynamic drastically. We were no longer women trying out toys for our pleasure. We were submissive pets fucking ourselves for our master’s amusement. I was ordered to use the Frankenstein dildo on my ass. I hesitated too long and got slapped in the face. That was nothing compared to what would happen if I didn’t do as instructed.

rape phone sex fantasiesMy master had a surprise for me. Actually all the master’s had a surprise for us. I was giving a show to a cloaked man. He was in disguise as were several other men. Myself and the other submissive women were shredding our assholes with horrific sex toys for the entertainment of unknown men. I stopped asking questions a long time ago. Whatever my master was up to didn’t matter as long as I complied. I fucked my ass raw, but it was nothing compared to the hardcore ass fucking my maser’s cloaked friend gave me. All of us got the same treatment. My ass was prolapsed by the time he was finished. As if the anal torture was not enough, I discovered that my ass assailant was my teen son. In fact all the cloaked men assembled by our masters were our sons. I still have not decided it that was a trick or a treat. Maybe both? Do you have rape phone sex fantasies about mommy?

My True Purpose

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Look at me! The biggest submissive slut you could ever find. My Daddy raised me right, to enjoy being beaten around, used and fucked like the submissive slut I am. Being treated like shit is my specialty! Cum, piss and shit, bondage, abuse, humiliation, forced rape fantasies, k9 play… I fucking love it all. My cunt is literally dripping writing this because what I crave right now is for more men than I can count will come in and take advantage of this true submissive slut. I want them to pass me around beating me, fucking me, keeping me tied up and completely helpless and at their mercy. Even when I struggle I cum hard because this is how I want and need to be treated. This is how all women should be treated in my opinion…and I only state my opinion because a man is not around to put me in my place. That’s all I crave in life, that is my only true purpose – to be used.

Submissive Phone Sex with Mommy

submissive phone sexDo you like submissive phone sex?  That is all I do. My life is 24/7 submissive.  I have not been expose to much extreme  BDSM, humiliation or torture. Why? Because I am older and have been with an old school master for decades. Think Madmen. Think 50 Shades of Gray. I am the kind of woman who knows her place. I bring you your coffee, your slippers, your drink… I do all your cooking and cleaning. You get to fuck me when you want and how you want. In my generation, women were subservient to men and their elders. It is so foreign to me that younger men want to dominate me. And dominate me in extreme ways. Same with guys of all ages on the phone. I see a trend of extreme pain and degradation being inflicted on women. I don’t know if it is misogyny, revenge, anger or a little of all three. It scares me as I search for a new master. I have had guys on the phone ask why be a submissive whore if I don’t like the way the modern dominant man treats his submissive pet? Because I don’t know how to survive in this word without a man to take care of me. I went from daddy to my husband to my boss/master. All three men owned me. All three men provided for me financially. I don’t go from dominant relationship to the next. I have had a series of 3 long term master servant relationships so it is all I know. I think I have decided my son needs to be my new master. Sure he is young, and quite capricious, but I think it is hot to be owned by a member of your own family. Think about it. Wouldn’t you have loved to force fuck your mother whenever you wanted? Share her with your friends? Pimp her out for money? And humiliate and degrade her? Maybe you can help prepare me for a world of being my son’s submissive milf phone sex slut?

Master Daddy

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My master loves when I submit to him most by giving him all my little ones. He ties me up and gags me and I am helpless to watch his brutal torture as he makes them his too. Truth be told I am dripping and all slippery watching his ruthless thrusts. I love watching him pound their little faces AND their little bodies. Squirming and their wailing makes me crazy cuz I love everything he is doing to them. I love giving him every part of me, he owns me. I struggle and he knows it’s time to let me help him, sitting on her face so she can taste what her cries do for Mommy. Cry all you want because Mommy and her Master love it. Master Daddy, Master Cock, Master Master Master. He owns us, our bodies and our minds just submit and stop fighting…or fight and turn us on more. That’s the life I live with my Master, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

To Catch a Thief

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A dark shadow slipped in through the door, closing it behind them with the barest whisper of sound.  You aren’t sure what woke you because the door didn’t make enough noise to wake even the little yappy dog in your wife’s room down the hall.  The light of the moon passing briefly out from under cloud cover throws the shape of the intruder against the wall in a stark silhouette.  You notice the distinctly female shape before the shadows return.  The faint snick of the jewelry box lid signals the loss of your favorite watch and wedding ring to the thief.  Suddenly you’re no longer surprised, you’re pissed.  You loved that watch.  Springing up abruptly from the bed, you tackle the black clad figure as she is rifling through your nightstand.  There is a muffled feminine shriek, quickly stifled and you find your hands full of frantically struggling woman.  You quickly overpower her and pin her to the floor.  You’re both breathing hard and somehow the combination of adrenaline and wriggling female trapped beneath your hips has given you a fiercely raging erection.  As you cover her mouth with your hand, you try to decide whether to call the cops or make her pay some other more satisfying way. Who knew this sexy little thing could take so much from you. 

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Submissive Slut Training

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All of my daughters have the same reputation as me – submissive slut. I raised them all right, they know when to fight it, and they know when to be still like a good girl and just take it. I tell them all the time that the biggest part of being a submissive slut is pleasing the man that is using you. They all understand that, minus my youngest she just cries all the time when she is getting fucked. Nothing is wrong with that, I actually get turned on when she cries and my tits start to leak breast milk everywhere. I am one dripping mess hearing the wails of my babies. I love to smack them around, and make them be even bigger whores. I love to teach them new things that they would never learn at school, this is submissive slut training. My daughters all are going to ace these lessons, like it or not! That’s what it is all about – the submissive whores getting what they deserve and learning from it…

Bondage Phone Sex with a Bondage Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex? I started doing phone sex because I am an old school bondage slut, but it is really hard to restrain yourself on a call. I can easily bind my feet and my big fake tits; I can even slap a ball gag in my own mouth, but restraining my hands behind my back while talking on the phone is cumbersome to say the least. My teen son came home early from school last week while I was on a bondage call. He saw my bright blue rope wrapped around my ankles and tits. I gasped a little bit at being discovered in such a compromising position. I didn’t want to suddenly end my call; that is bad customer service. I signaled my son to be quiet and pointed to the other room. He elected to be quiet, however, he was not leaving the area. He wanted to watch his bondage whore mother tie herself up more thoroughly. Actually, I struggled giving my caller just what he wanted. I thought to myself, I could fake it. How would he know that my arms were not restrained? But, a true submissive cannot lie, so I raised my arms up to my son to restrain me. He took much pleasure in binding my arms behind my back. I let out a few yelps because the position hurt. My caller came hearing me cry and grimace in pain. My son could be vocal now. He was aroused. He pulled the ball gag out of my mouth, replaced it with his cock and refused to undo my restraints. He skull fucked me, but he was saving his cum for his mommy’s ass. He spit in my face, kicked me in the stomach, then rolled me over to sodomize me. Clearly, he had some pent up aggression for his mommy. He left me tied up with his cum oozing out of my ass. “Looks like your my bitch now, Mommy,” he seethed at me as he walked away leaving me tied up on the floor.