The slave training and forced cock worship never ends, this is what my life has amounted to. I am unable to even sit at my desk at work without being harassed to unbutton my blouse and show off my tits on Facetime. It doesn’t even matter that my co-workers are walking past my office with the door wide open, I have to do what I am told or else there will be hell to pay. Any time that I back talk or go against the rules, I feel really fucking dumb because I am already fully aware of what lies ahead as a consequence. I’m forced to have to take the brutal spankings and painful anal play without any resistance. The more I try to make it stop, the worse it becomes. Not all slaves are perfect and I know that I still have some polishing up to do. After he threatened me and told me to run over to his office topless, he bent me over his desk and shoved a butt plug up my asshole then forced me to my knees so that I could suck his big cock. He was so deep down my throat, I was able to fit his cum-filled nutsack inside of my mouth as well. He slapped me across the face then pulled his dick out of my submissive cunt & splattered his cum all over my face while he told me what a good little slave I am.
Category: Slave training
Slave training never ends
I like rough
When I am riding your dick reverse cowgirl and your wrap your arm around my neck choking me. Fuck that is what I am craving so badly right now. Your dick is so massive I can feel my cunt stretching as you slide in and out of it harder and faster with every thrust. I start circling my clit with two fingers. This makes me squirt my cum all over your dick and balls I start rubbing my cum into your balls giving them a gentle massage. You pull my hair tighter with your fist. Damn baby you know I like when you are rough with me. After a few more pumps I feel you start your cock start to pulse. I slam myself down harder and harder on you until every bit of that thick cum is released deep in my cunt.
My new trick
As part of my slave training master wanted me to squirt. I told him that I was a gusher I had never squirted before. This was like a challenge to him. He strapped me to his massage chair and brought out so many different vibrators I was shocked that he had such a spread. My clit was sore by the time he finally made me squirt. I really felt like i was pissing the stream was strong. This was my homework from him to learn how to control the stream. Many men have let me squirt all over their face in preparation for my date with master. When the day finally arrived and I could show him the stream went so far that I owe him a new pair of shoes now.
Submissive Whore Torture
Sometimes I swear this submissive whore has a death wish. I keep getting myself into dangerous situations. I went to a guy’s house who I met in an online BDSM chat room this week. I know I am not supposed to trust strangers. I know you can never know some one you meet on the Internet, but I was craving abuse. I need constant attention from men. Even negative attention is attention. I showed up at the address he gave me. Everything seemed fine initially, but then I drank a glass of wine and woke up naked tied to this old fashioned rack in his basement. We were not alone. He had a group of men there, apparently who paid to do what they wanted to the stupid whore who showed up at a stranger’s house. I feared I might not survive the encounter. I did, but I didn’t return home unscathed. Every male there got to do something to me. Some explored their rape phone sex fantasies, others went the torture and pain route. I was blindfolded, so I could only see shadows and hear men talking about what they wanted to do to me. As I laid there tied to the rack fearing I might be ripped in half, they joked about what they could do to me. They joked about tearing my limbs off and gangbanging my stump. They didn’t kill me, however there were times I wished I was dead. They whipped me with leather belts. They jacked off on me. They force fucked me. They pulled my limbs until I cried from the pain. They pissed on me. They flicked the ashes of their cigarettes on me too. I was let go, but I was informed if I called the cops or blasted them on social media, I would end up dead. Somehow, I knew it was true. I just feel lucky to be a live to tell about it.
The perfect slave
Being a submissive whore doesn’t just mean that I like to be tied up and tortured. I enjoy living to please you, master. Standing in position one waiting for your inspection. I am so still and you move silently so that your touch makes my cunt gets soaked instantly. I can almost hear you smile as you allow me to go to position two. Dropping to my knees you further inspect my pussy making sure that I have kept her nice and shaved. After you are pleased that I am the slave you want for the day you tie me to the post. With my arms wrapped and bound tightly your stick your finger in me right before you slam that big fucking dick in. Slamming against me I cum without a sound.
No tap zone
Holy shit that was an intense weekend of slave training! Master demands at least one weekend per month. This time he had 20 guys staying with him. I already knew it was going to be tons of cum for me. He enjoys trying to make me tap out during these huge gangbang sessions. It only happens when I dry out but thankfully these guys were cumming quickly. Soon there is cum oozing from my cunt. No tap out tonight. I had so many cocks in every hole of my body that the hours turned into the whole damn day. I was allowed breaks but they were short and far in-between. Master was so pleased that I made it through the entire even he spanked me before sending me home for the day.
Women’s Equality Day with a submissive slut
My master grew so angry with me when he saw what I had in my purse. We have meet up sessions, and he like’s to review my belongings. My master goes thru my phone and my purse and everything I have on. It’s a way he get some power. He likes to feel like he can control me and has a toll on me. This past Monday he was livid that I had a Women’s Equality Day flyer and his face turned beet red. I didn’t know a flyer would end up pissing him off and make him so hostile. I was going to learn my lesson he said to himself.
He made a quick call, and within minutes someone showed up to our meeting. Mona was her name she was a blond in her late twenties. She had on a leather outfit and was an associate of my master.
It was time I learned that woman aren’t equal. I knew that was true. Master wanted me to be reassured. My master sat back and relaxed and watched as Mona took over. Mona was like a warden. Mona was tall, and she meant business. I was told to strip and spread. I was intimidated, so I didn’t put two and two together. I was in shock, and I kept asking for her to repeat her demands. Mona made sure I stay in line and didn’t make her job harder than what it needed to be, I was going to be a submissive slut to her whether I liked it our not. I stripped and spread my ass and twat. I got twenty strikes, and Mona fucked me till I was yelling bloody murder. I learned my lesson women will never be equal its mans world and women are to serve and be used.

















