I want to get a really cruel dom one time. I want to be abused and used really rough. I have this fantasy of being raped and I would love to explore that side with someone. I want someone to tell me stories about their rape or fantasies of it. I would love to be in a classy bar after work and someone had bought me a drink me unaware I drank it and and it being drugged. I walk to the bathroom and start to feel funny and so I was outside hoping that would help. There is this man and I feel really loopy and he says he can help me get where I need to go so he leads me into his car. And I try to tell him where I go but I pass out and then when I come to and wake up, I am tied up on the couch and gagged and I kind of start freaking out. This man comes over to me and turns me over and fucks me up my ass and I am trying to scream no, stop but of course he can’t hear me. Can anyone relate to this type of fantasy?
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Torture Phone Sex
I have this obsession with certain things that perhaps I should not. I let my mind wander into how things could be so dark and crazy. I use this online site to help feed into my obsession, it’s all about women getting kidnapped and having almost a Jeffrey Dahmer like type experience. I always answer this one Mister, he drives me crazy telling me how he is going to drug me up and kidnap me and take me home. I would wake up tied to the stairs gagged. Trying to scream but he would have a knife right up to my throat. He also tells me all the ways he would humiliate me, like make me service his dom friends and share me around like a ragdoll. Cutting my clothes off with that knife telling me how pathetic I really am and this is my purpose. I wish there was a way to make this real with him. I mean certainly you would torture me and make me your fuck pig wouldn’t you?
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.
















