I am full of erotic submissive stories. I was born into this world submissive. My mom was my dad’s sub for the first few years of my life. I grew up seeing her do everything like a 50s housewife and more for my father. She cooked and cleaned. She had his beer ready for him and his slippers the moment he came from work. He would smack her around too. I would see things I did not understand when I was little. There was a dungeon room with what I now know is BDSM equipment. One day, my mom left. She was tired of being my dad’s punching bag and submissive whore. She had no friends. She never left the house without either me or my dad. This was the time before the Internet and cell phones. I never knew how she met another guy, but she did, and she left. Said she would come back for me and never did. I never saw her again. With her gone, I became daddy’s punching bag, prisoner and submissive girl. I have tons of stories about being daddy’s good girl in the early 90s. When I ran away, I thought I would escape that life, but it seems being submissive is my destiny. I met a man who I married and became his submissive slut. I bore him two brats and it was a miracle they survived to be delivered because he beat me pregnant as well as pimped me out for gang bangs. I fled him, just like I did my father and that was when I met a much older man who became my master for the past two decades. Between my father, my ex-husband, and my master, I am full of submissive stories that will make dominant men horny as fuck.
Category: Submissive slut
S&M Video: Newton’s Sadistic Nipple Cradle
I pretend that I’m a strong woman, but I’m really just a piece of slutty, submissive meat for my Master to use however it pleases him. Once I found out that my cunt poured a fucking river of bitch grease every time I got hurt, when I realized my submissive snatch responded to pain, I was done for. I never could keep my slutty fingers out of my slick little slit. Master has warned me not to touch his cunt without permission, but I woke up yesterday with my filthy fingers pumping pathetically in and out of my pussy.
I had gotten so horny I’d started finger fucking myself in my sleep! Well, Master caught me and I knew I’d pay dearly for my transgressional sins against His Pleasure. Master said we were going to make a hot S&M Video. He dragged me by my hair into his Chamber of Faith, as he called it. I had to put faith in the fact he wouldn’t kill me every time he forced me in for a punishment or play session. Master likes it rough, needs it rough. He bound me up, and attached needle tooth alligator clamps onto my sensitive, swollen nipples.
I cried out in pain; my cunt pulsed in pleasure. Master attached the weights, and started to swing a most sadistic Newton’s Cradle. And then…
Cock Worshiping Phone Whore
My Master often loves having cock worshiping sessions. I know that all men love having their cocks played with and sucked, but when we have these sessions, Master makes them last for a really long time. Long after his cock has lost the ability to get hard anymore, he still makes me stay on my knees and keep sucking until he can get it up again. Master can last for a long time and get hard again more easily than most men, but even a King like him has his limits. I also have limits, but he often tells me that he really doesn’t give a fuck about that.
I am always on my knees sucking until my legs basically feel numb and my jaw is sore and very tired. That doesn’t matter to Master. If I start slacking with the way I worship his cock and balls, he gets really mad and stands up and starts fucking my throat until tears roll down my cheeks. Master says that that is what I deserve. He isn’t wrong and I know that. So when I get throat fucked, instead of crying, I apologize profusely and ask him to please let me get back to worshiping him. It’s exhausting, but I love making him happy, so it’s always my pleasure.