Master got mad because I didn’t jump fast enough when he called my name. He wants and wishes come first. It’s my job to make his life easy and pleasurable. When I anger him it’s his job to punish me. He said I can’t talk or eat for two whole days. He says the only thing coming and going in my mouth is his dick. My pussy gets wet when he’s cruel. When he uses a stern voice my panties get soaked. I know it’s supposed to be a punishment but I love sucking Master’s cock. I stroke him into my mouth and I can feel a heartbeat between my legs. I’ve even had orgasms just from sucking his dick. Being on my knees making Master happy is my greatest joy. I love looking up and seeing his grimace from sexual pleasure. I think I do things on purpose to anger him because I crave his punishments.
Category: Slave training
Master
What is a whore like me to do? Master comes in and tells me to slip off my thigh high see-through lacy robe. He commands me to lay my naked body down on the carpet and spread my legs spreading my cunt lip with my fingers. His hand touches my flesh sending waves of shivers throughout my entire submissive body. I close my eyes and fall into a sub-space trance. His hands rubbing on my cunt. I growl and moan as he slides his fist in my cunt. I can feel him pushing tearing my flesh until his fist is deep inside me. I scream feeling his fist twist and turn. My cunt gushing everywhere I cannot stop squirting all over the fucking place.
Re-training a Submissive Whore
I love being a submissive whore. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have dated men who weren’t into the BDSM lifestyle, and it never worked out. I crave a strong dominant man like you. I met a new guy at a fetish club I frequent last week. We have not gone out on dates, but I did visit his dungeon s. He wanted me to see it the next day after we met because he knew he had all the equipment I could want. I knew he wanted to break a bitch, so I acted like I was not as submissive as I really am. When I saw his BDSM equipment, I played like I was only a bondage whore and his equipment was too much for me. I knew that would piss him off and it did. He smacked my face and called me a cock tease. His hands were around my throat tightly and he started to choke me. He wanted me to tell him that I was his willing slave and to hurt me any way he wanted. My plan backfired because he was far more abusive and aggressive than I thought. He tossed me against the wall. I bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed. It was like he was a shark attracted to the scent of fresh blood. He came in towards me as I was on the ground trying to get my bearings. He licked the blood from my lips and shoved a long pony tail dildo up my ass. He had a leather collar that said “cunt” that he made me wear. He kept me as his submissive sex slave for days. I didn’t realize I needed broke in again, but I guess I did. According to him, a bitch like me is not submissive if she thinks she can play games and cock tease. Perhaps he was right. Maybe I need more breaking in.
Grits and Submission
Everyday I clean Master’s house from top to bottom. I dust, vacuum, and mop all day long until every surface is spotless. But today I forgot to clean underneath the sofa and Master was not happy. He put grits on the floor and made kneel on them. The grits were so painful to my knees. He pulled his cock out and I knew what he wanted, I put it in my mouth and started sucking. I thought if I sucked him off really good he would let me get up. But even after he came in my mouth he made me stay on those grits for another hour. When he finally allowed me to stand my knees were bloody and tears were running down my face. He taught me a lesson that I would never forget and from now on he won’t find a speck of dust anywhere. A clean house makes Master happy and I want to keep him happy.
Spank me harder
I know most girls don’t but I love spanking phone sex. I don’t have buns of steel. My ass is nice and loves to be smacked. It’s so funny how many free drinks this fact gets me at the club. So many guys really think that they are going to hurt this sexy ass before their poor little hands. My first master used to break his paddles over me waiting for me to cry out. I never have. From the initial stinging impact my cunt is totally wet, my nipples hard and erect. The pain makes my flesh fill with goosebumps. This lets you know I am ready for your cock, and any others you wish that I may serve. Pleasing you is my primary goal and I love to make you happy.
Down to the last drop
Being a submissive whore doesn’t mean that I am constantly tied up and disciplined. I allow my master to use e and my body in any way that he sees fit. I have naturally pale skin so he loves bringing 3 or 4 black guys over regularly to fuck me. He says that he loves the way there huge cocks look slamming in and out of all my holes. I don’t mind they blow such huge loads and I get to swallow each one. Only once my holes have been stretched and fucked by them all does master reward me with the taste of his own cum. I’m still not allowed to touch master.I have not earned it yet. But he jacks off into my mouth and watches to make sure I swallow every last drop.
This lifestlye
Something about submissive phone sex makes my pussy so wet and juicy. I don’t even wear panties anymore because they are always moist in the crotch. My sexual preferences have never been anything close to plain so the first time I got a taste of the submissive life. Well, let’s just say that I have never looked back. Being completely left to your mercy makes my skin tingle with goosebumps. Just hearing the snap of the cuffs around my wrists and ankles has my nipples so hard. The tease of the vibrator leaves me begging you to please let me cum. Only once I am completely in distress do you finally oblige and allow me that sweet release. I love to live this lifestyle.
Rented Out
Master rented me out to a couple last night. They were new clients I have never served them before. As soon as I walked into there house They ripped off my clothes and tied a rope around my tits, ankles, and hips. There was a big hook attached to the ceiling and I was raised up in the air. I was suspended as if I was laying on my stomach. They shoved a dry rag deep in my mouth and blindfolded me. I could hear them walking around me and snickering. As I was wondering what they were going to do to me I felt a blunt object hit me in my ribs. I screamed loudly but it was muffled by the rag. And then again I felt the blunt object hit me in my ribs on the other side. Again I screamed and this time tears came out of my eyes. They beat me for what seemed for hours. By the time they dropped me from the ceiling my body was like jello.











