Submissive sex is all I get. It doesn’t surprise me. I don’t deserve sweet lovemaking. I don’t think I would know how to act if a man wanted to make love. My boss, who is also my master, owed this colleague a favor for a referral that paid off well. I guess he told him, whatever he wanted, he could have, and he wanted a night with me. At first, I was excited. He is a handsome man and always so nice to me. He didn’t strike me as the BDSM type. I was wrong. He had a dungeon for his S&M porn games. Apparently, I remind him of his mother when she was younger, and she cock teased him. That left him with some anger issues for mommy dearest. Lucky me. I got to be the recipient of his unresolved mommy anger. He strapped me to his bench designed for anal sex and sodomized me for hours while calling me his mommy whore He pulled my hair, slapped my ass and even spanked me. He told me I was going to wish I was never born by the time he was done. Honestly, I thought he was kidding me, but he tortured me for hours. My master wouldn’t want his slave bloodied and scarred, but he didn’t seem to care. He said he knew how to inflict severe pain without leaving a mark. He put oranges in a pillow case and beat me until I was crying. It was awful pain but didn’t leave a mark. The entire night was about anal torture and causing me pain. He clearly didn’t like his mother. When I got home, I had to soak in the tub for hours and call into work sick, which I never do. Did your mother cock tease you? I may have an idea to help you release some of the anger and frustration you have for your mother.
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Submissive Slut Casey
My master loves that I am a Submissive Slut and he tries to test my devotion. Tonight, we are going to a club, he told me to wear a sheer red blouse and black mini skirt with nothing on underneath. He told me to wear my 5-inch stilettos. (Those are hard to walk in, but I obey.) We hopped in his Jaguar and began our trip. He told me to open the glove box, that there was a surprise in there. In the glove box was the biggest dildo I’ve ever seen. It had to be 12 inches and as big around as 3 dicks. He told me to insert it into my cunt right now as we traveled. I obeyed. I took the dildo from the glove compartment and put my seat back. I tried to insert the dildo. It was too big to go in. This was going to take some work. I spit in my hand, slathering the saliva on the hand-held cock and started working it into my wet cunt. Little by little it was going in when my master slammed on his breaks and it went in hard, FUCK!! That hurt. He smiled at me. “When I told you to put it in, I meant now!” Now that it was in, I started moving it in and out in my stretched-out cunt. It hurt but felt good too. My Master was right, this was best for me. He had me use my left hand to jack his cock while I moved the dildo in and out of my wet pussy. My master was pleased.
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My new master was very upset with me for not dressing as he had asked me to. His request was simple, he asked me to dress like a prostitute. I had shown up in a sexy black silk dress with 3-inch heels, hair in a nice up do and makeup done tastefully. He told me if he had wanted a high-class call girl he would have asked for that. He wanted me dressed as a common street whore. He sent me home to change.
I travelled the 45 minutes each way to transform myself into a street whore. I put on a black body stocking with a hole where the crotch is, a red corset, a tight, very short, black leather mini skirt and my 5-inch fuck me heels. I also put a lot of makeup on and over sprayed my hair to look like those whores I see patrolling the streets downtown.
I returned to Master’s house. He greeted me at the door, telling me to remove my coat and said that now I looked like a proper hooker and tonight I was going to be treated like one. I am always happy to please my master, whatever he wants, I will do. He brought me into a room with 5 men, sitting around having a smoke and a drink. He told them the entertainment had arrived and that we were going to have fun. He told me to do a hot dance and I did, provocatively dancing across the room, everyone’s eyes on me. As soon as I finished, two of the men strapped me down to a massage table and put a gag in my mouth. Each man took a turn at me. They fucked me in my mouth, my cunt, and my asshole. I was pleased that my master had chosen to share me. Some of them double teamed me. I loved being used this way. When they were all done using me up, my Master came to me and had be suck his cock until he exploded in my mouth. He rubbed my cheek when he was done with me and told me what a good sex slave I was. I returned his smile.
Submissive Phone Sex Slut
Do you like submissive phone sex? I love being dominated. One of the great things about being a phone sex submissive is I can test my boundaries; discover what if any limits I have. I am an old school submissive. I find that a lot of my callers don’t understand the master and servant relationship. They just want to use a whore, degrade her, maybe even physically harm her. A true master/servant relationship is built on trust and respect. It is not about being a misogynistic asshole on a power trip who hates women because some chick dumped him. There are safe words and boundaries. I know times have changed, but I am hopeful I can still find a new master who understands the old school BDSM world. Last night, I picked up a guy in a bondage club. We got a VIP room and discussed safe words before the fun began. I was hopeful I had found a partner who understood what I was looking for in a master. He tied me up and suspended me from a beam. My feet were bound. I had on nipple clamps and a ball gag. He was using a switch, a cat of nine tails and a riding crop on me. My pussy was wet. I had a good feeling about him. He seemed to know not to take the pain too far. Then when he whipped me too hard and I yelled out our agreed upon safe word, he just laughed and said, “I don’t care what a submissive slut wants,” and whipped me harder. He drew blood on my breasts and belly. I kept repeating our safe word as best as I could with a ball gag in my mouth. He just kept laughing and whipping me harder. I left the club bloodied and likely scarred permanently. Maybe I will never find the kind of old school dominant man I crave. Maybe that is not what I deserve.
My Parents Sold Me
Daddy & Mommy were tired of feeding me so they allowed you to buy me from them. I knew I was in big trouble
when I walked in the door and you already had all your bondage accessories out. You immediately put a collar around
my neck and added the leash. You walked your new pet around it’s new home. Pointing out where my food and water bowls
were. Where my cage I would sleep in each night was. Showing me the large tupperware containers where I am to now
relieve myself. You want to save every drop of my urine and solid waste for scat play in the future.
You lay down your list of rules as my new master which seem simple, basically just whatever you say goes and no
objecting. You then decide to break me in by tying me to the bondage cross in your bedroom and fucking all of my holes
while only a camera watches. You tell me I’m going to be a movie star now. I guess that means you’re going to make even
more money off of me than mommy and daddy even ever did.