I’ve been holding this in for a while now, but a man called me the other day and I was finally able to admit how horny rape fantasy phone sex gets me. I think every woman has a secret desire to be forced and completely dominated by a man. Any woman who tells you any different is lying to you. There is something that just gets me so wet thinking about a man who will see me walking around in my slutty clothing and decides to teach me a lesson. He will follow me, watching the way my ass looks so good in that super short mini skirt. What a dirty slut I am; I am definitely begging to be fucked. You will come up behind me, pinning me against a wall, making sure I stay quiet. And of course I will struggle, but I will already begin to get wet with excitement … You will shove your hand into my panties, feeling how wet they are you will whisper to me what a naughty little whore I am, and how I’m about to take all of your dick and fucking love it. Then you will force me down on my knees, giving me a slap or two of encouragement, making me scream in pleasure and pain. You will shove your hard cock in my face, ordering me to suck it. I will try and say no, and resist but you will hit me hard, making me scream and you are able to shove your huge dick into my mouth. You begin to fuck my mouth, telling me what a little slut I am, and all the while I am getting more and more wet. You see this and you are ready to finally fuck me, you look at me, covered in spit, dirt and blood. “Are you ready to be forced fucked you fucking whore?” I won’t admit it, but I am.
Category: Submissive slut
Master’s Subby Pain Sluts
I love when they tell me to beg for it; force me to tell them how much I love to be forced, humiliated, and dominated. This week my master told me I would be doing a very important job for him. Of course I would do anything he wants me to do, so I happily arrived at my master’s boss’s house ready for anything his boss wanted to do to me. I was sure to get him a raise after this visit, I thought. I was surprised by another submissive whore already waiting by his side when he answered the door. He wasted no time practically dragging me downstairs, ripping off my outfit and ordering me to put on the outfit he had picked out for me. I looked over and she was wearing the same thing…I am a good submissive slut and I did everything he told me to do. Once exactly how he wanted me – he informed me that if I disobeyed him at all I was to expect a punishment far more painful than I could ever imagine. When he said this I saw the other slave cringe and I could see her swollen nipples from across the room. He looked over at her and ordered her to tell me what would happen to me if I was disobedient. I could tell this guy was serious about his hot desire to force fuck me. I was excited and scared, he had me bound arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock while the other slave worshipped him all over. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. The other slave looked turned on, she started sucking his cock with me. We took it all, our pussy’s dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept us on our knees making sure we told him that we are sluts who belong on our knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made us count out loud every single lash, as he forced us to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest rape fantasy phone sex session…mmm.
Submissive Phone Sex Sluts Swap Masters
Submissive phone sex sluts often make friends with other subs in clubs. I met Dorthy at an underground BDSM club when traveling with my boss on a business trip. Our masters knew each other. They were business associates and shared the same predilection for submissive fuck sluts. Although neither of us are allowed to be with other men, our masters decided it would be fun to swap sluts. So Dorthy spent the night as my Master’s submissive whore and vice versa.
No two masters are created equally. And as both Dorthy and I discovered, when a master has the chance to play with another fuck slut he is far more cruel. I guess because there is no bond. No connection. No trust. I dressed sexy for Dorthy’s master as I was instructed. I waited for him in sexy lingerie on the hotel bed as instructed. Honestly, I was excepting a sensual master. One like Christian Gray. Dorthy had indicated she was pretty much just a pretty bondage whore with spankings and some light BDSM. That would be a relief from the extreme pain and torture my master inflicts on me.
I didn’t get sensual domination. I got abused so badly, my body and face were unrecognizable for days. Essentially, I was a punching bag. There was no code word. I had no say, no control. I wondered how Dorthy fared with my boss. He is a pretty cruel and capricious master, however, he never touches my face unless to piss on it or give it a light slap. When I met up with her the next day, I was jealous to learn that Master spoiled her. Took her to the spa to be pampered. She got a hot stone massage, a facial and a mani /pedi. I have been my boss’s slave for decades, and have not even received a birthday card.
Dorthy and I have remained friends, but I am still jealous over the way she got spoiled by my master, especially considering that I got beat to a pulp by her master. I was afraid to ask him why he spoiled her and not me. But on the flight back I did. I knew in front of others he would not punish me. “Bernice, you are just an used up old whore. Dorthy is a young vibrant slut. Men don’t spoil old bitches,” he explained. Is that true? Do I deserve more wrath and disdain because I am mature? I learned a valuable lesson that trip. Not all submissive sluts get treated equally.
Sweet Release
He came home smelling of whiskey and looking like he hadn’t slept, showered or shaved all weekend. He looked at me locked in the cage where he left me Friday evening. I was tiered and hungry and covered in my own filth. I dared not open my mouth to ask any questions, I just hoped he was in a good mood and would finally let me out. To my relief he bent down and picked up the cage with me in it and carried me to the bathroom where he unlocked the door and told me to get cleaned up and to clean up my mess. Not looking at him I said “Yes master” and did as he asked as quickly as I could. When I got out of the bathroom I was told to cook him a meal and to make enough for myself. I would have to eat on the floor I knew, but I was so hungry and grateful! After we ate he showered and then he bent me over the couch and fucked his little slut good. I needed that and was glad he fell asleep so I could stretch out on the floor at the foot of his bed and sleep too!
Fuckpig Sookie
I knew I wanted it… wanted everything I was getting “Are you wearing a condom?” I asked.He tightened his grip on my wrists, remaining all the way inside me and looked up from assaulting on my tits long enough squint his eyes at me and say “Nope. I’m going to shoot my cum deep in you, whore.” I have to admit part of me really wanted it, but I started to struggle. He moved up to look me in the eye, his face hovering centimeters above mine and clamped his hand on my mouth.“Look bitch, you wanted this shit. Now shut the fuck up.” And with that he took a scarf and tied my wrists together tightly and then tied them over my head to my headboard. I didn’t know if I was more scared or more aroused, but I think the fear fed the arousal. I didn’t fight him off at all. I let him tie me up. He moved off me and I kicked at him but missed. I didn’t really want to make him angry. He took my panties the rest of the way off and shoved them in my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth for him but when he pinched my nose shut, I opened my mouth right away. I didn’t even try to hold my breath. He opened my drawers and found a couple of pairs of tights he used to tie my ankles to opposite posts at the foot of my bed. Now I was lying face up, completely naked and spread eagle on my bed with a stranger who was going to really fuck me. “You really are a sexy whore, I’m really glad you were dumb enough to leave your doors unlocked. I can’t believe I’m going to get to fuck a hot piece like you, baby.” He ran his hands over my stomach and up to my breasts, cupping them, pushing them together letting them go, bouncing them up and down. I was powerless to stop him, and even if I hadn’t been tied up and gagged, I don’t think I would have stopped him anyway. He got back into bed next to me and sucked my nipples some more, sucking harder and harder, until I thought he might actually suck them off. The pain was intense but also unbelievably arousing. I became wetter than I can ever remember being before. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation. Before too long I felt him on top of me, felt his cock pushing inside my pussy again. “You’re so fucking wet baby. After I fuck you and shoot a few loads up in your wonderful pussy, I wanna fuck your ass; Would you like that baby?” I was more turned on than I had ever been. I felt his cock jerking as it pumped semen into my pussy. I hadn’t cum yet, but I didn’t care. “Oh my god, you’re a good whore baby. You wanna be daddy’s little whore, don’t you baby?” I moaned as I felt his cock get hard inside of me again and nodded. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me…
I Wanted It
“Shhh,” he said. “You’re all right, just be a good girl and this will all be over soon.”I have to admit I was incredibly turned on. Of course I was, I was having my fantasy come true. He held me down and gagged me on his dick for a few more thrusts before I started raising my head to suck it more.“Oh my god you want to suck it, you’re so fucking hot you little whore. Keep sucking my big dick, slut.” He grunted the words through gritted teeth. He fucked my mouth with such enthusiasm that it popped out and I gasped the only word that came to mind…“Please.” “Please more or please stop?” He moved so that he was stretched out on top of me, his cock pushed into my belly “Please Don’t.” I tried to make my eyes looks wide and innocent and pleading. He kissed me hard, sucking my tongue into his mouth and stabbing my mouth with his. He tasted of toothpaste and coffee. Maybe I was the only woman he’d ever kissed besides his wife. Maybe his wife wouldn’t blow him or even have boring vanilla sex with him…I brought my mind abruptly back to the present…“You wanted this, whore; you leave your door unlocked and sleep in only panties? You’re begging for it.” He reached between us and pulled my panties down enough for him to rub his cock between my labia, which were quite slick already from my arousal.He groaned and closed his eyes “So fucking wet already, you’re a bad girl who likes being fucked by strangers, aren’t you?” I shook my head. “Aren’t you, whore?” I shook my head again. He reached behind my head and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my head back. He bit along my throat and kept asking me if I was a bad girl who liked being fucked by strangers. I said nothing, I couldn’t move my head because of his grip on my hair. “Admit it, whore.” I said nothing. Until he got to my breasts. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and bit it hard, rolling his tongue over the sensitive tip. I moaned with pleasure, wanting him to spend hours, days just torturing my nipples like that. He did the same to my other nipple and then stopped and looked at me.“Say it. Say it or I’ll stop.”“I’m a bad girl who likes being fucked by strangers.” I finally said, in a small, little girl voice. That must have really turned him on because he went back to licking sucking and biting my nipples and thrust his hard, bare member deep into me…
Submissive Slut Gets More Than She Bargined
I’m a submissive slut 24/7. This guy picked me up at the grocery store today and I thought for sure he could tell by my demeanor what a subby whore I was, but I he was clueless, or so he said. We went back to his place and he appeared to want me to dominate him. I didn’t have a clue what to do. I just sat there dumbfounded. He wasn’t picking up on my submissive nature. I explained to him that we were two bottoms. Clearly this wasn’t going to work. As I started to leave, his wife came out. She was clearly a bitch in charge. He brought me home for her, not him. She grabbed me by the red mane and slammed my face against the wall calling me all sorts of names. Then she slapped a ball gag in my mouth and made her hubby tie me up. I wanted to apologize to her.
I am not a man stealer. But clearly I was an offering to his wife. I was just a pawn in some marital spat. She put a strap-on up my ass taunting her husband. I’d never been fucked by a female before, but I was liking it. He begged and pleaded to get his treat in his ass. He even apologized for being a bad bitch. Once my ass was swollen and she had taught her hubby a lesson, she threw me out like garbage. I was naked, partially bound still without my purse. Longest walk of shame I ever had. I was almost home, when a nice man offered me a ride. He thought I had been sexually assaulted . When I explained that I had just been part of some bondage and submission game gone wrong, he saw his chance to force fuck me. At least he drove him home before kicking my naked used body to the curb. Guess I should never go home with strangers.
I Need To Wake Him
The light of day is peeking in the window. Master is still asleep and I know he needs to go to work. We had a late night last night and the handcuffs are still on my wrists because he passed out before he could remove them. I know I need to wake him up, if I don’t and he misses work I will be punished. I can’t make him coffee or breakfast with my hands bound behind me. Torn between what to do I crawl on my hands and knees to the side of his bed. I take the covers in my teeth and begin to gently pull, hoping that removing them will wake him. To my dismay he doesn’t even stir. Crawling to the foot of the bed I softly kiss the bottom of his feet and I am met with a full force kick to the face that knocks me off my knees and blood is my nose. Yet he doesn’t wake up. I have no way to wipe the blood off my lip so I lick and suck it into my mouth as I try to think of a way to wake him without receiving his early morning drunken wrath. Kneeling next to the bed I begin to say “Master”. Softly at first and getting progressively louder until he wakes an I feel the sting of his hand across my face. I cower and wait for him to wake up fully. He is angry that I didn’t wake him sooner. As he hurries to get ready I know I will be punished when he gets home. Especially since he forgot to take off the cuffs and I will not be able to fulfill my duties today.


















