I’ve been gone for a while serving master John with a fellow nigger slave. She’s technically my offspring but he calls her Charmin because her main job is to clean his filthy shit spackled ass. When he is done shooting a loaf in her pie hole she can wash it down with his yellow frothy piss. The other night Charmin had a yummy soft serve treat from Masters ass that ended in a beating because she threw up like a sick puppy.
I’m completely used to master John randomly launching a right hook into my eyes or kicking and stomping me on the ground. He’s weird like that. Charmin still begs and cries like a pathetic porch monkey which just pumps Master to go even further. I try to comfort her when it is her turn to get 75 strokes of the cane but when given the option of saving myself and torturing Charmin; I will always choose to be my master’s accomplice. I torture her cunt with needles and clamp her back nipples alongside my superior. when the master decides that she has suffered enough he will pacify her with his thick white cock. That always makes our banana log-eating ape feel better.
Of course, I’m down there with her licking what’s left over between Master John’s hairy cheeks. I love sharing and swallowing Charmin’s muddy spit as it trickles down John’s nuts and taint. When Master releases all over his two pet coons he locks us in our cage until he is ready to use us again.
I’ll be gone for a while again because I’ll be in my cage until Master John gets back from his date. Charmin and I will lick each other’s cunts and wounds waiting for Master’s return.
Category: Scat phone sex
prostate milking side biz
My friend Rosie and I ended up doing a side business that proved to be lucrative. We would cater to men who love to beat the shit out of us with paddles and like to be dominant with us. We both have high pain tolerances and can make any man enjoy the pleasures of prostate milking. If you haven’t had your prostate milked yet, you are missing out big time.
Our job is to make you take out all your frustrations and end up relaxing and winding down by letting us both gives you tender massages and worshiping kisses. We both will then tease you and make that prostate feel so good. I’m great at stuffing my tongue and fingers, and Rosie loves to use her toys. When we finish getting you milked, we clean up the mess.
I am his property
I have to say light bondage was one of my favorite times with one of my exes. It became too easy for me, so I had to let him go and be with someone who could beat the living daylights.
I crave abuse, and it’s what gets my cunt all wet. When a guy uses me and throws me to the side and makes me watch him get intimate with other girls, it does something to me.
Yes, I am jealous and furious, but I know not to cause a scene and to enjoy myself by realizing how lucky I am to serve a man.
I have bruises all over and marks, and I am branded head to toe most subtly. Once I am fully nude, you will see I am his property.
Slave Training Toilet Whore
I’m a naughty subby slut and I need punishment, daddy. Slave training me as a toilet whore is exactly my place. I am your submissive that will be here for your use. You can treat me like you would any little slave slut. I am your slave slut. My mouth is for your use. I will suck your cock, drain your balls and drink your pee. My tongue can be your toilet paper, your bidet, or even your personal ass licker. I will use it to your desires. I am often forced to lick buttholes and have been since I was young. My sole being is to be your slave. Fuck my holes and sell them to the biggest cock owners that you wih to see destroy me. This is my pleasure, sir.
Cock Worshiping, Ass Worshiping Super Bowl Pre Party
Yesterday, was a cock worshiping, foot worshiping, ass worshiping kind of day for me. My boss and master had a bunch of guys in the office for a Super Bowl party. The Super Bowl was not even on yet and these old guys were acting as if it was. They were making bets and talking odds and reminiscing about the season. Football is all over my head. Anyway, my master expected me to take care of them all. I guess because I cannot be with my master on Super Bowl Sunday, this little pre-gaming party was second best. For him maybe, but not for me. Not for me at all. I mean it was me and over 20 old lawyers. When I say old, I mean 55 and older. That meant for me hairy assholes and dry crusty feet. I know I am submissive, but that was just gross. But I cannot say no. A submissive does what she is told.
I was dressed in business attire for his Super Bowl pre-game party as were his cronies. Everyone there knows I am his owned office slave. They revel in humiliation. Not that I wanted to be cock worshiping grey-haired old dicks, but what was my alternative? I crawled around on all fours sucking old smelly dicks. When men age, their grooming goes out the window. None of these crusty old dudes had manscaped in over a decade. I was swallowing cum and licking old hairy assholes too. This was going to give me PTSD when I watched the actual game. Several guys had matted toilet paper and dried shit on their bungholes, and as the office slave and official whore of the Super Bowl party, I had no choice but to clean those dirty old holes.
I was a hot fucking mess. My face was covered in jizz and piss. I even had flecks of shit on my face too. Ugh. This was humiliating and gross. A few guys while I was in the process of cock worshiping used me as a toilet. They just pissed in my face and laughed. My master is not the nastiest of masters luckily for me, but it was a horrible and humiliating day for me. One guy came on my foot and made me stick my foot in my mouth to eat it. Others saw it and I was sucking cum off their crusty old toes. Thank god this was just a pre-game Super Bowl party. If I had to be at real one with all these old bastards drinking booze, I would really be regretting the fact that I am nothing more than a submissive slave.
Teen phone sex with a subby slut
Oh, you’re hurting me. You’re fucking my brains out, and you don’t care that I’m bleeding out here. You are a monster. You take control of my body and my mind and tell me no one gives a fuck about me. You continue your narrative, and I love it so much that’s how fucked up I am. I know that you want me to be your slut forever, your slave, the one that has to bark when you say I have to the one that has to bend over backward for you. I’m going, to be honest. I don’t have a problem with that. I love to be your slut; I love to feel worthless and pain all through my body. It feels so lovely to be here, a little punching bag only for you and your friends and whoever you want. I’m the teen phone sex victim you need.
















