Does spanking phone sex make your dick hard? Because it makes my pussy extremely wet. I have always loved to be spanked. Even growing up I would pride myself on guys who smacked my ass and ended up hurting their poor little hands. So hit me hard and please don’t hold back. I can always tell when you’re holding back on me. I’m just saying that if you’re using your hand then your handprint should be red and visible on my white flesh. If you’re using anything else please leave welts. I’m trying to tell you pain is what turns me on baby. The more you inflict on me the more that I become yours. And I am very loyal to my master.
Category: Submissive Whore
Submissive Slut Rape Fantasies
I love being a submissive slut. Sometimes I am a subby little bitch to young boys. My daughter is in high school. She is not submissive like me; at least not yet. I have tried, but she is a stuck up bitch who thinks her shit don’t stink because she is a hot teen slut. She had a school friend over this weekend. Not a boyfriend. She thinks she is too good for high school boys. They were working on a school project. She had to run to Office Depot for some supplies they needed. He had offered to go, but she wanted a latte from Starbucks. I was alone with a teen boy. I tried to seduce him. He laughed at me and called me an old bitch. I was shocked and aroused at the same time. I mean, he was more than half my age and he put me in my place; shut me down quickly. As I went into the kitchen, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the living room. He smacked my face, ripped my clothes off and force fucked me. A high school boy was exploring his rape phone sex fantasies, but this was not phone sex and no fantasy. As he rammed his young cock inside me, he kept complaining about my worn out cunt. He flipped me ove, so he could fuck my ass. No lube, no warning. Dry fucking my ass hurt. I was in pain, but my pussy was wet. I was aroused that he was doing what I wish my son would do to me daily. He came quickly because my daughter was on her way back home. He nutted his teen cream in my ass minutes before she pulled back up into the driveway. She was clueless of what happened. She never would have believed it anyway.
Fetish
Master has these women superhero fetishes. I get all dressed up and act all tough fighting with him. Only for him to break me a superhero and turn me into his whore. I am his whore no matter what. But when he breaks my superhero spirit this whore loves it. He has this wicked sadist side that only comes out at certain times and this is one of those times. The bruises he will leave will last for weeks. And the degrading things he makes me do turns my cunt into mush. Like cleaning the bathroom floor with my tongue and hair only. Or the way he puts his boot on my face as he fucks my ass into it is a raw gaping mess.
Submissive fun
I was raised to be a submissive slut. My father taught me that from a very young age my whole reason for existence is to make a man happy. If we are laying on the couch and you want a blow job. It’ is yours baby. Any request you make I will serve you and you alone. Other than when we make another girl our slave for the night. I always enjoy that. I still prefer being the one taking orders instead of giving them though. When I am a good girl I get a reward. And my master is always very generous with the things that he gives me. I give my total loyalty and eternal trust in return.
Bondage Whore and Torture Pig
I am such a bondage whore. I hooked up with a guy on Tinder. I knew my Master would consider it cheating. If he finds out about my encounter, he will punish me severely. He is old and no longer plays bondage games with me like he did 20 years ago. I like sensual bondage. I crave being tied up and feeling vulnerable. I thought this guy was into the same things I was into. At least that is what he told me. Everything was going according to plan initially. He had rope and silk scarves to tie me up with; he even had a few leather ties too. Once I was hogtied, however, he changed. He had me vulnerable and restrained. That is when his sadistic side came out. I guess this was karma for cheating on my Master. He had a cattle prod he used on my tits. Electric shocks pulsated through my body. No safe word was working. He wasn’t into bondage, but torture. He hated women. He kept hurling insults as he shocked my body, laughed and pissed on me. I could smell the body hair burnt from the prod. I begged to be released. He just laughed some more and said, “I’m not done with you yet whore.” Suddenly, there was a room filled with other men. They started spitting on me, kicking me and pissing on me too. The more I cried, the harder they laughed. I have no idea how long my humiliation lasted, but I smelled like an outhouse by the time they were done. I love bondage and submission games, but this was neither bondage or a game. It was torture and humiliation. When him and his friends were done with me, he let me go. All he said was, “A stupid whore should never hook up with a random stranger unless she has a death wish.” He told me I got off lucky. Perhaps I did.