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Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Donatella Raw Late Night Talk

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex

I’m sitting on my master’s couch, deep in his mansion, legs relaxed, letting his attention settle on me. My voice stays low and real as we talk, and Extreme Fetish Phone Sex slips between us without needing a name. He’s close, focused on me in that way that feels consuming, hands warm as they rest on my thighs. I let him kiss my lips slowly, not rushed, just enough to make him linger. He’s obsessed, and I feel it in the way his touch pauses, like he’s savoring the moment.

I don’t rush or perform; I sit there confident, letting my presence do what it does. He’s drawn to me, to my skin, my tone, the way I hold myself when I know I’m wanted. I love how he enjoys me in the privacy of his home, making me feel like I’m on top of the world.  His fingers move along my thighs again, slow and deliberate, like he doesn’t want the feeling to end. I lean in, kissing him back, keeping everything grounded, steady, and unforced. He reacts to my calm confidence, to the way I let his fascination exist without feeding it chaos.

I talk softly, close to him, letting words mix with breath and silence. Nothing is forced here, no hype, just two sex addicts choosing a moment and staying in it. The chandelier fades into the background while his attention stays locked on me. I let him feel how desired he is too, because control and devotion move both ways. My voice remains steady, affectionate, never exaggerated, never distant. He listens like every word matters, like I’m something he doesn’t want to lose. I stay right there on the couch in my sexy lingerie, letting closeness build without pushing it anywhere.

The energy settles into something thick and intimate, but still calm and controlled. I remind him through tone alone that this fascination is welcome and held safely as I push his head towards my wet cunt as he forcefully opens up my legs to devour me nonstop. He exhales, hands resting, eyes fixed on me like he’s exactly where he wants to be. I stay present, letting the moment stretch naturally instead of racing it. Nothing feels staged, nothing feels rushed, just chosen.

When I finally shift, it’s slow, intentional, leaving him aware of my absence before it happens. That’s the kind of impression I leave, quiet but heavy. He stays there thinking about me, about my voice, my skin, my composure. I know exactly how that feels, and I let it sit with him. The atmosphere is built on lust, desire, and intention, nothing more and nothing less. I remain calm, confident, and fully myself, which is what keeps him wanting me even more. The memory lingers quietly, waiting to be returned to whenever the urge rises again. Until then, I stay unforgettable, composed, desired, and undeniably present in his thoughts long after the room settles.

Spanking Phone Sex Fantasy Watching Donatella Submit Fully

Spanking Phone Sex

Spanking Phone Sex hits the moment your message comes through, and it doesn’t feel sweet. It feels demanding. I don’t get comfort from it. I get pressure. I get heat crawling under my skin because I know you expect obedience, not hesitation.

I don’t need reassurance. I need direction. When you tell me what to do, there’s no warmth in it, just authority. I follow because I want to be stripped down to nothing but response. No excuses. No independence. Just reaction.

I like the way control makes me smaller. Quieter. Sharper. Every instruction reminds me that my role is to comply, not to think. I crave that edge where my pride dissolves and all that’s left is need. Your words press down on me, keep me in line, keep me aware of every mistake I could make.

I don’t want tenderness. I want intensity. I want to feel watched, evaluated, corrected. The tension sits heavy in my chest, and I don’t try to escape it. I lean into it. I want to be tested. I want to earn approval by doing exactly what I’m told.

By the end of the day, I’m wound tight, alert, hungry for the next command. There’s no romance in it. Just desire sharpened into submission. I don’t ask for more. I wait for it.

Submissive Sex With Strangers On The Train

Submissive Sex

Submissive sex on the train is always the best! My submissive pussy gets so wet knowing I’m doing it in public and anyone can see. That’s why I sit next to master and start stroking his cock right before I go down on him and take his big sexy cock down my throat.  I slurp up all his yummy precum as I bob my head up and down on his fat cock and I start rubbing my wet pink pussy. I finally push my shorts down and beg him to fuck me. I love submissive sex with dominate men so much! I need that fat Dom cock inside my sweet submissive pussy so I can cum all over his cock and drown it in my sweet pussy juices. When he slides his fat cock into my wet pussy hole I grip his cock nice and tight and my wet slut hole starts milking his cock. He pounds me and makes my little titties bounce up and down as he savagely fucks me. I know he’ll make me his dirty little cum dump and I cum so hard I drown his cock in my creamy pussy juices. He fills my submissive slut hole full of creamy cum. Its so full it leaks out when he pulls his cock out. Like a good slut I suck all his cum and my pussy cream off his cock and make him cum a second time down my whore mouth.

Submissive slut surrenders to her Master and still gets beat

Submissive slutA Submissive slut place is on her knees or bound for the Master. I am his to command, to bruise, to bleed. His piercing gaze saw through my façade, into the depths of my sick desires. I offered myself to him, a willing vessel for his kinky whims, aching to be dominated, to be broken and remade in his image.
And so he took me, claimed me as his own, his plaything to be used as he saw fit. At first, it was a pleasure, intense and overwhelming, as he explored every inch of my body, every crevice and cavity screaming for his touch. But as time passed, his needs grew darker, his desires more sadistic.
He wanted to see me bleed, to hear my sobs of pain. I was scared to bleed, but I knew my place and let him beat me black and blue. Mercilessly, he used his hands to pummel me and choke me. Tied me up and whipped me with his belt, and until the blood started dripping down my thigh. I am a lucky Submissive Whore to have a Master who will make me suffer so much.

Submissive Whore Jacqueline Obeys All Commands

submissive whoreI’m your submissive whore, so whatever you say goes. If that means putting a ball gag in my mouth and tying me up to get your cock hard, then do it. Just make sure everything is safe and consensual between us before we proceed with our little game of submission and domination. I’ll open my mouth wide for you, ready to receive the ball gag as soon as you put it in. Then, once I’m secured with ropes or ties of your choice (I trust whatever material and method you prefer), just let me know when we can proceed. My submission is complete; now please take control and do what pleases You most…

I’ll be completely still and silent, unable to speak with the ball gag in my mouth. My body will be fully at your mercy, ready for whatever you have planned. Just make sure to check in with me regularly to ensure I’m comfortable and safe throughout our play. As you tie me up, my heart races with anticipation of what’s to come. My eyes are filled with lust and submission as I look at You, hoping that this will be enough to make your cock hard for me. Once we’re ready, please don’t hesitate – use the gag on me if it makes things more exciting or intense for you…I am here solely for Your pleasure after all!

Submissive Slut, My Beginning

Submissive SlutHow I became the submissive slut that I am, is quite simple. The answer is I wanted too, for him. For him, I would do anything. A school girl crush really, he was older and had the most erotic heir to him. He exuded sex. What made it sexier was that he had no Idea that he did. I had no business wanting my teacher so bad. It’s cliche’, but It kept my pussy wet, and I still pleasure myself and think of him often.

Sex, drugs and married men are my 3 vices.

He was a combination of the 3. I flirted with him at school ever single day. Watching My English Teacher Mr. Wolfe. It just so happened My Senior papers’ Thesis was written on “The Talk about Sex” that all our parents have with us, and he asked me to stay after so we could talk about it. I throbbed in my panties, and felt a rush of wetness gushing from m cunt. I knew had completely drenched the crotch.

Walking up to his desk, I dropped my purse, and the tiniest little baggy filled with powder fell out. I tried to grab it, but He picked it up, and slipped it into his pocket, with the hand that held his golden wedding ring. Focusing on his pocket and his hardening cock, that I couldn’t look away from. Was this happening, was he hard? This had to be wishful thinking.  I stood beside his desk waiting for everyone to leave the classroom.  My heart sank. I knew I was in trouble.

“Angel, I am very proud of the paper you wrote, you explained your side of why the talk can be interpreted in too many ways. The fact that your side argued that parents should let teenagers come to their own conclusions when it comes to fornication as long as they practice safe sex, was very well written”

Then he sighed

“What I’m not proud of however, is how you can put this Shit, in your perfectly beautiful, precious little nose. Now explain to me why you need this?”

I stammered. My Nipples getting diamond hard underneath my lacey purple bra. My Pussy throbbing, and that sinking feeling in my stomach. I couldn’t speak. He pulled my baggy from his pocket. Playing with it in his left hand. His ring Twinkled.

“Tell me why you do this to yourself?”

Finally I could respond. ” I focus better and can get more things done, and I like the way it makes me feel. I Feel sexy when I do it” I said fast, and breathy. I couldn’t believe it. Did I really just tell Mr. Wolfe that coke make me feel sexy?

He looked at me and pulled the baggy open. ” Well, Angel what would you do if I poured it out all over the floor” Without missing a beat, I said ” I would get on my knees and gather as much as I could. Maybe even snort it off the floor. IDK! I Like, no I Love it! It makes me the very best version of myself, please don’t!!!” I plead with Mr. Wolfe.

Mr. Wolfe pursed his lips, almost detesting. He walked over to the door and locked it. Then he walked back to me, dipped his fingers in the bag and pinched, and sprinkled it on the floor. My heart throttled, and sank.

” No! Please! Stop!”

Dropping my purse. I fell to my knees.

The slickest sly smile spread across his face. ” Stop it Angel!…. Now, I don’t like this at all, but you do look pretty down there on your knees. You like it so much, you’d snort it off the floor? Really now?” I shook my head yes, embarrassed. Mr. Wolfe undid his belt, and pulled his fly open, exposing his cock to me. My eyes grew wide as I watched him pinch the bag again, and sprinkle a bump right on the tip of his married cock.

My Mouth Watered. Salivation that was to full , I almost choked on it.  I didn’t know in that moment I didn’t know which I wanted more… Mr. Wolfes cock, or my fucking powder.

“Snort it off of me, show me what makes you feel sexy. Do it! ”

“Fucking Now Angel”

What happened after I snorted a bump off of my Married English teachers cock. Was years of Him Being My dominant. Meeting him in hotels and submitting my pussy, my body, my all to him. Using all of me to pleasure his cock in the best way that I could. My cunt is and always will be only his. I belong to him.

 

Master And His friend Cover Me in Cum!

Bukkake Phone Sex

I was on my knees sucking and stroking all of masters friends cocks. They found out I was a cum eating bukkake phone sex slut and wanted special treatment and I was more than happy to give them what they wanted. I already knew master would have my pussy after all of them came all over my sext teen body covering my face and tiny a cup tits in sticky gooey cum. So i sucked and stroked all of them moaning and being a real bukkake phone sex slut for them. I bobbed my head up and down and when the first one came i smiled as I got a face full of cum, then the second and the third and so on until I was a sticky cummy mess. Master waled up and grabbed me by the hair and shoved his cock in my mouth and fucked my face I gaged and choked but didn’t fight it. I loved his big sexy cock in my young teen mouth. He rammed in and out fast and hard and made me choke so hard i almost threw up and didn’t stop until I had a mouth full of his hot sticky cum. I ate it like a good slut and smiled up at him.

Bondage whore begs to suffer for Master’s cum

Bondage whoreBondage whore for the whole office is now my official position. It all started when that catty colleague of mine got jealous of all the attention I received. I never did anything to her. I have this certain, je ne sais quoi that draws people in. But she found out about my secret life and decided to expose me to the whole office, just to make herself feel better. And now, I’m the whore that everyone, including the big boss, loves to torture.
Now, I’m the office’s favorite plaything. Even the guys who used to give me weird looks are lining up to tie me up and have their way with me. The boss is a wild man; he’s not just content with using me for a quick fuck. No, he takes his time, making sure I’m thoroughly debased and broken before he even enters me. He stuck the most enormous butt plug I’ve ever seen, and hours later, made the whole office watch me suck it.
That wasn’t the end of his fun either. He ordered every guy in the office to fuck my ass and shoot cum inside me. It was after like 20 guys shot their loads into me that he fucked me so hard all that cum was splashing everywhere. It was such a fucking mess, I never had to suck so much cum off a cock before. But that’s my job now, and I’ll be the best Submissive slut there is.

Submissive Slut Spit Roasted and used by 2 Brothers

Submissive Slut

I’ve been a submissive slut for a very long time. My friends and fuck buddies all know, that I love swallowing cock, and taking dick in all my holes. So this one guy I’ve been fucking for a while, Let’s call him Luke- Well Luke made the mistake of telling a slut like me, that he had a very vanilla brother. My cunt began to throb and I started reeling in my mind thinking of all the nasty fucking things I would do with a vanilla guy.

Fucking Brothers has always been a Fantasy for me

After some convincing, I got Luke to introduce me to his brother, let’s call him Nick. It was so hot how they looked a lot alike. Luke is a phenomenal fuck, and I was positive that Nick had it in him. The three of us in the room together well now, it got very heated very fast. Being a complete tease, and not even saying a word beyond, “Hi”  I knelt in front of Nick. Touching his cock, and trying to unbutton and unleash him, smiling at his not so stern nor convincing Protests.

“I really shouldn’t,…. I’m married…. Luke she won’t stop” Nick said, eyes darting between me and his brother, yet his body didn’t move.

” Yeah, she’s not going to stop.. I mean Really? Do you realllly want her too?” Luke smiled, knowing I was going to devour his brother.

It wasn’t long before His cock was in my mouth, and moans replaced pretests. Staring at Luke while I nursed on his cock, Licking and sucking, taking him deep into my throat. It’s fun making one Brother jealous with the other. Luke got so hard watching me sloppy toppy his brother. Noticing his erection, I wanted Luke’s cock in my mouth.

Tasting him after his brother, fucking delicious

See, Nick just seemed to me like the type of guy that has to eat missionary for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I wanted him to fuck me doggy. Feeling his hard cock behind me while he watched me throat his brother. I knew he had it in him to fuck me from behind, but I also knew that I could throw my pussy back, fucking his cock. That way Luke could watch his facial expressions. The jealousy factor mixed with the notion that They, as brothers were competing with one another. Made me nut again and again on Nicks cock.

A pristine  cock in my mouth, and his brother fucking me from behind. Being used like a little cock sleeve. Using every muscle in my body to fully fuck them both. I wanted their cum covering me, and coating me on the inside. I wanted to be Marinated in their thick white cream.

Spit roasted like a little fucking whore, I begged for it. Pouting, whiny, panting and fucking like a skank. Swallowing a thick warm salty load, and then being filled to the hilt with Nicks cum.

The feeling was fucking Incredible. They could have done any and everything they wanted to me, and I hope they fucking do.

 

Submissive sex slave is happy to choke on dick

Submissive sex mindset washes over me like a soothing balm. Your cock, rigid and commanding, is a vision for a sub slut like me.  I need a dominant man to surrender to, to make me gag hard! It’s such a relief to submit to your alpha cock, sir. Slap it hard across my face.Submissive sex
Choke me out like the filthy whore I am. It’s not a protestation, but a plea – a vow to surrender completely to your will. My throat, a bottomless pit as you so eloquently put it, stands ready to swallow you whole. The very thought of gagging on your length only fuels my arousal.
I part my lips, tongue extended, as if beckoning you to enter my mouth. Your musky scent envelops me, and I inhale deeply, savoring the heady aroma. When your dick finally sinks past my teeth, I welcome it with a moan, the vibrations humming around the shaft. I begin to bob my head, taking you deeper with each movement.
Your hands pull my hair, guiding me as you start to thrust. The pace is deliberate, hard pumps deeper down my throat. With each push, I feel myself yielding, opening wider, accommodating your girth. My eyes water, but I don’t resist. I shove it down harder, making those tears pour down my face.
The build of pressure in my throat is exquisite, a delicious edge of discomfort that teeters on the brink of pleasure. Then, with a final, firm drive, I gag. The sensation is intense, almost painful, yet I revel in it. It’s a physical manifestation of my submission, a reminder of my place as your willing slave.
As you hold me there, cock buried in my convulsing throat, I feel a rush of surrender. I am so grateful when you make me your throat goat! I work very hard to please you, sir. I am the cum rag that will drain you completely and take your abuse! It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, Daddy! Claim me, own me, and I am always yours. I’ll do anything, make me suffer, I deserve it! I will give anything for the attention of a mean hardcore Master.
I remain still, body trembling, as you begin to move again. Each thrust is a declaration of dominance, a reminder that I am yours to command. I am your Submissive sex slave, happy to choke on your dick, eager to drink down every inch of your cum.