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Gangbang phone sex with Casey

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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

submissive phone sexDo 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.

Erotic Asphyxiation

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You had me try something new last night as your little pet. You bound me in leather, tied me
up in rope with all kinds of crazy knots and whispered that it was time I got a big orgasm from
you. I was excited but scared because being a subby girl who knows her master very well by this point,
I figured it was something very different from just a casual fun time. After you had me exactly
where you wanted me, you pulled out the big Hitachi Magic Wand vibrator and began opening
the lips of my labia to expose my clit, letting the huge toy do most of the work. As I was getting
closer and closer to climax, you watched my eyes- using edge play to your advantage. Once you knew I was
bound to explode at any minute, you put a clear trash bag over my head and kept the machine going on high.
My face was turning purple and I was losing air but I could tell this was something I had never felt before
as I finally came all over the sheet, you pulled the bag off of my head so I could finally get air again.
“That is called erotic asphyxiation, my slave”, you said with a grin- knowing you had given me a new addiction.
I gasped and caught my breath finally but then saw your huge pulsating cock through your jeans and knew it
was now time for me to return the favor.

Spanking Phone Sex

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Do you like spanking phone sex? Every guy I meet, even ones who don’t consider themselves master types, want to spank my ass. I was at a new BDSM club over the weekend. I have a current Master; however, he is old and married. He has given me permission to explore the club scene. I am a pain whore. I love a strong hand or two on my bare ass. This club was swank. Much nicer than I am accustomed too or even deserve. The women were all tall like supermodels with great figures. Then there was me. I felt like I had walked on to the set of a Fifty Shades of Gray movie. The women looked as if they were playing a submissive for a night of fun; not living the life of a submissive. Most men there ignored me, but not all of them. Henry approached me first. “Anyone ever tell you that you have an ass meant for bare bottom spankings?” I was flattered. He got us a room. I bent over a table, lifted my skirt and begged to be spanked like a disobedient whore. He had a strong hand. He pulled out his cock, even though the club rules state no sexual encounters, consensual or otherwise, are permitted on the property. He stroked his cock with one hand and spanked my ass with the other. He gave me permission to rub my cunt, which is rare. Most men deny me sexual pleasure. I was so wet. I became wetter with every whack on my ass. I knew at the rate he was going, I would not be sitting for a while. Before I could pull up my panties, he rammed his cock bare back with no lube up my ass. His hands tightened around my throat as he ass fucked me. “I’m not done with you yet whore,” he whispered in my ear as he pumped my asshole full of cum. It is my new favorite club.

The mentality of a submissive whore

Submissive Whore

 

 

Taking the good with the bad is all part of life right? *When I’m Not Allowed* Well a submissive whore doesn’t have much of a choice in mind. Subservience is not for the weak of mind. It takes a lot of inner strength to understand your place in life. My Master makes me feel content thru his use of me. He disciplines me when I need it and comforts me when I’m down. Most of all, he makes me feel sexy and used, just how I am supposed to be. Position one, kneeling, and tits out, hands-on thighs Sir. I love my collar, it will compliment my tits while you bind them, clamp them or just use them. My pussy is yours as you desire. Shaved and always ready for your use Sir. I am your slave.

Yes, Sir, I am Your slave…

BDSM Not just for Men

BDSM phone sexDomme called me up the other day and told me she wants to use me for a session. I was all for it and even my clit and nipples agreed, let the throbbing begin. Unfortunately, it was going to be a few hours and I had asked permission from her to masturbate to cum before she was coming over. I got a “No” of course so I suffered from a wet throbbing pussy for a while. When she arrived she got right down to it. She threw off her long coat and showed her strapon, her cane and the gag for me. She immediately put me into the “expose” position, gagged me. She wasted no time in snapping that cane across my tits and hitting a nipple, sending shivers down to my clit. She pushed my face to the floor, mounted me from behind and fucked my pussy with her strap-on until she started to cum. She sat me back up, removed the gag, put her coat on and left. I sat there for a moment and thought that had never happened before. It got me wondering, is my Domme a dude? Now what, I’m sitting here horny and not sure what to do. I need a Master’s guidance. BDSM just for men? Well, maybe it shouldn’t be with this horseshit happening. Why couldn’t I cum? Going to bed mad and horny.

My Parents Sold Me

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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.

 

 

 

Rape phone sex fantasies: Without a trace

Have you ever felt like someone is watching you and they are just waiting til the right moment to grab you? Well, this afternoon while shopping and running errands I came out of the store and walked to my car. I think I was being a little paranoid because I had this intense feeling that I was being watched. I kept imagining that I was going to be grabbed from behind by a man in a black ski mask. I pictured him grabbing me and my groceries falling allover as I disappeared without  trace and the only thing left was my car, with the door left open, my oranges laying on the ground rolling by the door and broken eggs and spilled milk. I imagined of being thrown into the back of an old van where an accomplice waited to duct tape my hands behind my back and hog tie me as they cut off my clothes and fantasy raped all of my holes, while slapping me around leaving me bruised and bloody until I was unconscious.

 

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Submissive Sex: What I Crave From Master

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I’m always a good horny submissive sex loving whore for dominant men and women. My latest Master loved how fucking wet I got the more he punished me. He would take my hairbrush and spank my ass with it while taking a vibrating wand to my clit making me squirm so fucking bad. I can never hold back with this Master he knows just how to get my cunt squirting and it angers him when I cum without his permission.

We both know I love it though his anger thrills the fuck out of me making him rougher in turn me wetter and so fucking horny. He will tease the fuck out of me and one time tied me up and left me squirming and horny as fuck for a good hour before returning and shoving his throbbing huge cock in my hungry cunt.

Submissive Phone Sex

submissive phone sexI am good at submissive phone sex. I was born into the submissive world. First, my father was my master. Then, my husband was my master. Now my boss is my master. I am used to being owned. I like being owned. Let’s face it, I am too weak and stupid to be accountable to myself. I am the kind of woman who needs a man to think and do for her. In return, I am a good slave. I love when a man abuses my breasts and my ass. Bondage and spankings are two of my favorite things. Not all men know how to torture breasts or abuse an ass, however. I think that is why I am attracted to older men. They have the most experience with tit abuse and they don’t shy away from a hardcore ass fucking. My boss may be old, but he can fuck my ass like the Energizer bunny still. He can cut a switch and welt my ass up good too. Last week at work, he made my ass so sore I could barely walk the next day. I sat on an ice pack at work. Since my ass was recuperating, Master saw fit to give my tits equally harsh treatment. The following day, blood was seeping out of my wounds, staining my white blouse. He normally doesn’t hit me hard enough to draw blood, but he took three Viagras, which made not only his dick hard, but gave him superhuman strength too. My ass at this point looked like the loser of a fight with Mike Tyson. It was black and blue all over. Purple too. I had bloody breasts and a bruised ass, but I knew if I was not the perfect legal secretary that day, my entire body would look like raw meat.