Category: Submissive phone sex

Bondage whore Jessica

bondage whore

Does Master need a bondage whore to pound his stiff dick in and empty his balls into all night? My hot cunt is dripping from all of the teasing I’ve taken. I can’t wait until you’re railing me and fucking my brains out! Sub slut Jessica is what they call me and I’m all yours. I would describe myself as having no limits but I’ve never had a choice. From the time I learned to talk I was an owed and well worn set of cum holes. I can’t recall a time in my life where I wasn’t being tied up on a regular basis and used like some kind of cum bucket, fuck doll. Daddy got a taste of my pussy and it’s all he wanted for years. He would fuck me for hours sometimes until my tiny cunt was so swollen that it was gripping his cock and he could barely slide in and out. That didn’t stop him from slamming his fat, pulsing dick even harder into my little cunnie and then laughing when I cried out in pain. He was too turned on by my tiny body to stop and never gave a shit if I cried. By the time my tits grew in I was too old for Daddy to want anymore but since he had trained me so well, he had no problem selling me off to another Master. For years I spent every single day and night, on my knees at his feet, obeying every command no matter how kinky or disgusting. You can fuck my holes, blow your cum shots across my whore face and then cover me in piss and shit and I will happily ask if there is any other way you would like me to serve you. Are you ready to own and use me as your filthy, freaky submissive?

 

 

Sometimes I Must Help Other Men with Slave Training

slave trainingSlave training of new pets I assist men with sometimes. Master appears to be the only one in his friend circle with a constant slave. I don’t think all Master’s friends combined have owned a slave as long as master has owned me. But I believe that’s because master seems practical. Yes, I am younger than him. But he met me in a different time before modern technology really took off. Cell phones existed, the Internet existed, but when we met nobody owned a smart phone and a few people owned computers.

Master’s friends always try to go for the new shiny young girl. Perhaps it makes them feel young again. But master never traded me in for a younger model. We aged together. But Master’s friends go after coeds who just pretend to be submissive to get their bills paid. So those types of slaves never last long because they’re not lifestyle submissives.

I help train these girls. But a submissive whore is born, not made. Sure, you can mold her into a better slave, but if it’s not her lifestyle or mentality, she will never commit to her master like I do. Although I always want to help master when he makes a request, I do believe trying to train women who are not truly submissive is silly. But I do as I’m told.

Old School Slaves Like Me Seem More Rare By the Day

So, over the weekend I met master and his friend and the young coed slave at the BDSM club to begin some training. When left alone with this girl, I asked her about her motives. She got rude with me and very disrespectful. She’s clearly out for a paycheck not service to a superior dominant man. So, I knew in that brief exchange with her I would enjoy breaking her in for her new master. Sometimes, I become annoyed at these younger girls who never seem fully committed to a man they agreed to service.

As a slave, you must commit your mind, body, and soul to your master. And you do what you’re told because you serve as the slave. You don’t hedge your bets, milk somebody’s wallet and pretend. You truly offer up your entire body and mind to this man for his pleasure. So, to give her a taste for what she might experience with her new master, I paddled the shit out of her ass. I did not intend to break the bitch. But to make her realize what the life of a submissive slut really entails.

Some Women Just Pose as Subs to Get You to Pay Their Bills

I flogged her and I pegged her. Plus, I used nipple clamps and weights on her clit and her tits. And I gave her a lot of spankings and slaps. Even pulled her hair too. This bitch needed a wakeup call. And I told her that what I did was a sliver of what to expect as a full-time slave to master John. Within an hour of me spanking and flogging her and using BDSM equipment on her tiny body she fled the building crying, saying she’s not really a slave. I knew it.

And although I thought I did master and his friend a solid by weeding out the week, neither of them seemed happy that I scared her away. So, they turned their focus on me. And now I can’t sit straight. One ass cheek feels so battered it hurts to touch it. They choked me and slapped me and fucked me hard in the ass. Spit on me, choked me some more and degraded me. I guess that’s what I get for trying to help. I just wanted that bitch to understand what she signed up for. But instead, I got punished. Perhaps, the next time I’m asked to help I’m just going to do what I’m told.

Jacqueline is all Yours in Submissive Sex

submissive sexThere is something about giving your body in submissive sex.  Like the other night, letting this guy use me to get off. As Ihe took in my full round ass cheeks jiggling seductively as I undressed myself showing my bald wet cunt.  His cock twitched in anticipation. I could feel the pulsating vibrate throughout my ock on as he glanced down at his cock thrusting into me making me dripping wet. Hemoved slowly, teasing me with every reveal – a tantalizing display that left no doubt about her intentions towards dominating my senses completely!

The second woman joined us soon afterward, introducing fresh challenges and forcing me to accept reality: both hands off laptop screens and onto these sumptuous creations before me. This new arrival also sported similar physique proportions but on a larger scale – creating quite the double whammy extravaganza! Curvy divinity standing tall proud moment sharing bondage through mutually beneficial arrangement created memories would last lifetime never forget night spent embracing arms sweet embrace pair sumptuously endowed sirens sent reeling into euphoria ecstasy bliss aftermath hazy remembrance following morning waking refresh look fond recall epitome perfection encapsulated single evening lives forever etched indelibly brain cells storing cherished memory bank pulling forth recount whenever desired reliving magic captured camera eye heart soul resonate deeply buried desires waiting chance surface.

As dawn broke outside world signaling impending change ending temporary escape paradise found again another day beginning normalcy resuming place previously held society expectations conformity rules regulations norm established status quoi return home showered dressed ready face realities await his next encounter destiny calls answer summons willing participant open door possibilities infinite array choices stand eager wait discovery path laid ahead…

Submissive Whore Gracie

Submissive Whore has a dirty little secret that I’m sure you are dying to know. I have this amazing submissive fantasy where my hot as hell girlfriend fucks me really good with a big black strap-on. I know that doesn’t sound too crazy, but I’d also want my cuck ass hottie boyfriend to watch.Submissive Whore

I want him to see how to really fuck me good. I’d like to make fun of him because I don’t even need a real man to make me cum. How embarrassing for you. I’d love to tie him to a chair and force him to watch how to really make me scream, since I know he can’t on his own. Poor boy is so helpless when it comes to fucking.

Leave it to a woman to teach a man how to please another woman. But I have full faith that I’d have a perfect little fucking machine by the time we are done with our little ‘demonstration’.

Pissing Phone Sex for The Best Toilet Queen of Pleasure

As a Submissive Pissing phone sex intrigued me greatly. The feeling of surrendering control, of being used and degraded for another’s pleasure, it’s like a drug to me. I crave it, need it, can’t get enough. That’s why, when I saw the Craigslist ad for a “human toilet” at the ritzy St. Regis hotel downtown, I knew I had to apply.

Starting with the interview, a blur of intense questions and degrading tasks. In fact I was made to strip, to crawl, to address the interviewer as “Master.” By the end, my body was trembling with anticipation and my pussy was dripping wet. I was hired on the spot.

My first shift arrived, and I made my way to the hotel’s exclusive “Golden Suite of Pissing Phone Sex”

Now kneeling beside the porcelain throne, naked and shivering with excitement. First off  I had been given strict instructions: I was to remain kneeling at all times, unless told otherwise. Also, I am not to speak unless spoken to. And most importantly, I was to be ready and willing to receive any and all fluids my clients chose to give me.

The first client arrived shortly after. He was a middle-aged man in a expensive suit, with a cruel smile playing at his lips. He approached me, unzipping his pants to reveal his already hard cock.

“Open your mouth, slut,” he commanded. I obeyed, parting my lips to accept his length. Starting with fucking my face. Pure brutal intensity. I gagged and choked, tears streaming down my face, but I didn’t dare pull away.

After several minutes, he pulled out, his cock slick with my saliva. “Now, present yourself,” he growled. I crawled over to the toilet and knelt before it, spreading my legs wide. He stepped behind me, his cock poised at my entrance.

Then I was commanded to “Beg for it,” he demanded. As I did, pleading and whimpering, promising to be his perfect little toilet. Finally, grunting, he plunged into me, his cock filling me completely. Now He is fucking me hard and fast, using me like a mere receptacle for his pleasure.

When he was ready, he pulled out and aimed his cock at my face. In the end I got the “Open your mouth, whore,” he snapped. Once I did, he came. That final explosion of his hot, sticky seed filled my mouth. I swallowed it all, every drop, just as I had been trained for bukkake phone sex.

Pissing phone sex

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies From the Mind of a Subby Slut

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

I think Every Submissive woman deep down has some sort of rape phone sex fantasies. Rape fantasies are the ultimate release of control. Giving it up against your will. Your Body betraying you for pleasure that you don’t consent too. Some Hard Phallus forcing its way into your most sacred part. A Part of you that you guarded at a time, because it was special and you didn’t give it to just anyone, or maybe you’re like me, and you did…. Here’s one of my Rape Fantasies.

He had been watching me for some time. I knew he would be in the club while I was dancing.  Watching my sexy strip teases, and how I would trick on the pole, spreading my legs wide while I gripped with one arm, and did a suicide flip almost crashing at the bottom. I would pop my pussy and ass on all fours, twerking my cheeks. Hypnotizing the guys that were there to see me feature.

When I would walk out to my car after a night of dancing at the strip club, he would watch me walk out. I knew he was a client, But I never knew what he drove, I never even knew what he looked like. Until one night when I was leaving a car was parked by my truck. As I was trying to get in, the passenger door of the car beside me opened and I was pulled in.

I didn’t scream, I knew to be calm

We drove and he talked. He spoke about watching my ass and pussy grind on other men. The songs I picked to feature stage dance with, were all his favorite. How I fucked them with clothes on right in front of him. How could I do that when he cared about me so much?  He told me how I had never paid him any mind, and I was always so busy with other dances every night when he came in. He said how he had money ready so many times but I would always go to someone else and never to him. This time he would make sure he got his time with me. I owed it to him.

He drove me down a long dirt path about 30 minutes out. Climbed on top of me in the front seat and started kissing me forcefully. His hands groping and grabbing my tits, my pussy and my ass. I didn’t fight him, scared of what could happen. He got so angry because I wouldn’t kiss him back. He assaulted me, pulling my neon green G-string to the side, and shoving his cock inside me deep and hard. Humping and hips pumping, thrashing his member inside me. Attacking me like I’m the drug he is addicted to.

I’ve never been one to take birth control…

Not being able to help it. Scared and Electrified. Cock ramming and slamming hard in and out of my cunt. I tremor and shake. Crying out and cumming on his cock so hard. My cries of orgasm, fueling his fire and He knocks the depths of my pussy, and he loses it. Filling me, flooding me with traces of him.

 

 

 

Submissive Sex is the Life of a Subby Whore

submissive sexMy life seems full of submissive sex. I can’t remember the last time anyone made love to me. Like a mutual satisfying sexual experience. Most men don’t care if I cum or not because they see me is nothing more than a cum dumpster. I’m just here to take their jizz. But I’m used to that. However, that does not mean that I still don’t have needs. So, I often masturbate on calls even if you tell me not to. Sometimes I just can’t help myself.

This weekend, I thought I would just work. I did not have plans for anything else. But master had other plans for me. He took me out of town to a BDSM convention. I never realized such things occurred. I’ve never been to a BDSM convention. Apparently, they’ve been going on for decades. It’s not like the convention occurs in some big conference room at Las Vegas hotel or anything. These sorts of conventions tend to be underground. Not literally underground, but in a more private setting.

Master said I needed to wear a costume because the convention had a Halloween theme. We never attended a convention other than law conventions together. But he always wanted to go to one and bring his submissive whore with him. So, I put on a sexy spider costume and master went as an old-time pimp. He had a great 70s pimp daddy suit.

At first, I seemed very excited about this. I would meet other slaves. And hang out in a rich man’s lavish mansion. Plus, I got to spend a weekend in a different town with master. He told his wife he planned a golfing trip for the weekend. I don’t often get two days with him like this.

This Subby Whore Enjoys a Variety of BDSM Things

The host’s house seemed huge. According to my master, his home contains over 20 bedrooms and 30 bathrooms. I didn’t ask what the guy did for a living because I didn’t want to know. Masters and their servants each got their own room to spend the weekend. This seemed less like a convention and more like a slave orgy. No guest speakers. No vendors. Just other masters and their slaves.

The first night seemed like a lot of fun. Master and I tried out some new BDSM equipment. And we got to spend the night in bed fucking thanks to Viagra. He fucked me like he once did. And this kind of fucking, I needed. We didn’t necessarily make love because he slapped me a few times and choked me. But he did make me cum. He ate my pussy. He fingered my pussy. And he fucked my pussy and ass.

The next day, however, things became more wicked. The host insisted on a slave swap. Giving men a chance to fuck a different slave. Swinging, I guess, in the BDSM world. But every time I swap masters, I learn that my master treats me far better than any other master. And I got paired with master Alex. He thought I needed some slave training. He took me to one of the rooms and tied me to a saw a horse. And he broke out this massive sex machine. Honestly, I’ve never seen a dildo attachment that large before on one of those devices. I’m no stranger to them. But this one look like it could do some damage.

Every Time I am with Another Master, I Appreciate My Master More

The master the host paired me with can no longer fuck. He lost his balls to prostate cancer a few years ago, so no more erections for him. He gets his sexual gratification out of torturing mature women like me. But he turned that sex machine on to the highest speed right off the bat. My whole body convulsed as that sex machine ravaged my ass. It had a double-sided attachment so it could penetrate both my holes at once.

Although I did cum from the sex machine, it kept running after my orgasm. So, that ruined the orgasm. When somebody or something keeps fucking you after you’ve cum you become over sensitized and pleasure quickly turns to pain and discomfort. The more I wiggled and grimaced, the more turned on this master became. By the time it came to switch back to our true masters I looked like a hot fucking mess. And I felt like one too.

I pretty much crawled back into the arms of my master. And I let him know that I find him to be the best master on the planet. And that’s true. Because every guy he’s ever lent me out to destroys my holes. Master does not destroy his prized pony. Although I had fun this weekend being able to spend a lot of time in one big BDSM mansion with my master I’m glad to be back home. My pussy and ass need the rest.

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Does As She’s Told For Your Cock

submissive slut Submissive Slut Jacqueline stays ready to be used.

Oh, You know I love it when You tie me up and gag me! It makes my pussy so wet and ready for Your big cock. The more You slap me around, the hornier I get. When You finally fuck me, it feels like heaven on earth. I’ll do anything to please You – suck Your dick till it’s nice and hard or take it deep in my tight little cunt hole.

My Recent Fun With My Master….

I took a deep breath, knowing what was coming next. “I’m ready for anything you have in store for me, master,” I whispered.

“Good,” he said. “Now, I want you to get on your hands and knees and present that juicy cunt to me. I’m going to fuck you hard and deep, just like I always do.”

I did as he said, presenting my swollen pussy to him. “Oh fuck, I can’t wait,” I moaned. “I need your cock inside me.”

“You’re such a dirty whore,” he growled. “Now, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight tomorrow.”

And he did. He fucked me hard and deep, making me scream his name as we both came together. My pussy was stretched to its limits, and I could feel every vein on his cock as he pounded into me. “Oh God, I love you,” I cried out.

“I love you too, slut,” my hot man groaned. “Now, I want you to swallow every drop of my cum.”

I did, gagging on his cock as I took him deep into my throat. “Mmm, your cum tastes so good,” I moaned, my voice muffled by his thick shaft.

“That’s my good girl,” Boyfriend praised me. “Now, get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow.”

I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied. Our phone sex session had been nothing short of amazing, and I couldn’t wait to see him again. As I drifted off to sleep, I could still feel his cock throbbing inside me, his cum dripping out of my pussy and down my thighs.

Submissive sex slave is happy to choke on dick

Submissive sex mindset washes over me like a soothing balm. Your cock, rigid and commanding, is a vision for a sub slut like me.  I need a dominant man to surrender to, to make me gag hard! It’s such a relief to submit to your alpha cock, sir. Slap it hard across my face.Submissive sex
Choke me out like the filthy whore I am. It’s not a protestation, but a plea – a vow to surrender completely to your will. My throat, a bottomless pit as you so eloquently put it, stands ready to swallow you whole. The very thought of gagging on your length only fuels my arousal.
I part my lips, tongue extended, as if beckoning you to enter my mouth. Your musky scent envelops me, and I inhale deeply, savoring the heady aroma. When your dick finally sinks past my teeth, I welcome it with a moan, the vibrations humming around the shaft. I begin to bob my head, taking you deeper with each movement.
Your hands pull my hair, guiding me as you start to thrust. The pace is deliberate, hard pumps deeper down my throat. With each push, I feel myself yielding, opening wider, accommodating your girth. My eyes water, but I don’t resist. I shove it down harder, making those tears pour down my face.
The build of pressure in my throat is exquisite, a delicious edge of discomfort that teeters on the brink of pleasure. Then, with a final, firm drive, I gag. The sensation is intense, almost painful, yet I revel in it. It’s a physical manifestation of my submission, a reminder of my place as your willing slave.
As you hold me there, cock buried in my convulsing throat, I feel a rush of surrender. I am so grateful when you make me your throat goat! I work very hard to please you, sir. I am the cum rag that will drain you completely and take your abuse! It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, Daddy! Claim me, own me, and I am always yours. I’ll do anything, make me suffer, I deserve it! I will give anything for the attention of a mean hardcore Master.
I remain still, body trembling, as you begin to move again. Each thrust is a declaration of dominance, a reminder that I am yours to command. I am your Submissive sex slave, happy to choke on your dick, eager to drink down every inch of your cum.

Bondage bitch brutally strapped, clamped and fisted in front of an audience

Bondage and submission

I’m so hooked on being violated and used up. It consumes me just as much as my master abuses me. I’m addicted to the sensational oragasms I get when I’m surrounded by fear, the worse the pain the more my sloppy gaping hole flows like a river. Any chance I get to fucked and turned into a vile submissive slave I take, the boring men who want to smother me in love, cash and family just bore me to death.

You’ve created the most evil and sick bitch without putting an end to my existence master. My mouth is your bucket, my body is tortured and your personal trash, each night you finish me off there’s no promise for tomorrow. This time you want an audience, exhibitionist abuse, show people your perverted pussy pissy puppy.

Bondage whore, put me in my place sick fuck!

I know my place with master and there’s no way out otherwise he’ll be choking me for the ultimate brutal position and tied down. Taken down to the back room I’m surrounded by strange eyes, staring at my naked body while their bulges grew. So sweaty and moist my whole body is tingling I’m so fucking turned on. Swollen, clammy dampy and warm my creamsicle filled cooter was ready for the god damn smack down. I’m the prize with my legs in clamps.

As I’m being whipped smacked spanked and screamed at I could hear all the pre cum drops dripping onto the cold dark floor. Strapped down and gagged, thrusted my meow meow into master as he shoved his fist up me, knuckles ripping and tearing me from the inside out. The more I jerked the harder he went. Bloody cum dripping off the table I’m screaming for more. So many hands now slapping me, pulling my nipples, clamping my bell I bursted and squirted spewing musky goey bloody fluids. So deep and hard I soiled the table down the the dark dirty ground.