Category: Torture phone sex

Slave Training and Punishment

Slave trainingMaster had me tied up and hanging from the ceiling again. He’d already spanked my ass and left welts and bruises up and down my ass and thighs. Master placed a shock collar around my throat, and demanded answers, and every time he suspected my answers were lies, he would shock the fuck out of me. My voice got very raw, very quickly. When Master finished questioning me, I thought he’d flog my ass, maybe take the whip or cat-o-nine to me. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Master called out toward the door, and in walked this smug bitch holding a fucking cattle prod! At Master’s direction, she started the prod and slowly moved it closer to my body. I shied away from it as much as the ropes would allow. The first jolt hit my inner thigh, followed quickly by one to my abdomen. I was writhing already, as Master told me that I’d been the most conniving, manipulative little whore he’d seen. She went after my ass cheek next, then my left tit, and I was screaming so much that master put the gag into my mouth. He let her hit me with it 4 more times before he sent her away, smacking her ass on the way out just to show how out-of-favor I’d fallen. I was going to have to work so hard to get back into his good graces. I only hope Master can forgive me…

Submissive Whore Explores the New World of BDSM

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This submissive whore has been auditioning potential new masters. My current master is old. He has not officially released me from our union, however, I want to be prepared when that day arrives. I am so vanilla as a submissive compared to the men of today. Every guy I have encountered has been into torture sex more than BDSM. I enjoy spanking, bondage and humiliation. I know as a submissive, I have no real say in what is done to me, so that is why I am being selective in who makes the short list of future masters. I love the BDSM lifestyle. Honestly, it is all I know; however, I do not want to be beaten and tortured daily. Does any woman? The men I have been encountering aren’t master material because they don’t know the principles of the lifestyle. They just like mistreating women and it stems from misogyny. A lifestyle master is about control and domination, not hate and violence. My master is looking for a suitable replacement too; perhaps one of his colleagues. In the meantime, I have my phone masters to help me explore the modern world of master and servant.  Plus, I have Tinder. I have encountered some fun men there. Far less violent than guys I meet on the underground circuit. My most recent Tinder hook up is into extreme humiliation with watersports. No scat thankfully, but if he wanted me to eat his shit I would. I do taste my own of course because he loves a good ass to mouth whore. Usually, though, he is pissing down my throat and holding my nose until I swallow every drop. He likes to write whore and fat on my body too and parade me outside with humiliating words written on me in red lipstick. I won’t lie, extreme humiliation gets my cunt wet as much as bare bottom spankings do. What is your ideal submissive relationship?

Taught Some Manners

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I was out at a party with some friends. I don’t know why, but I was in a bad mood so I was being a real brat. This guy came up to hit on me, but I kept up with that same bratty attitude. All night I made him get me drinks and complained to him. I wasn’t sure why he was sticking around, but then I started feeling a little woozy after I sipped my drink. Realizing I probably had too many, I asked him to take me home.

When I woke up, it wasn’t my house I was in. The man from the party was watching me as he stood over the bed. Dizzier than I expected, I wobbled as I stood up to ask where we were. That’s when he slapped me across the face, making me fall back onto the bed. Still dazed, I complied when he barked at me to take off my clothes.

He got naked, also, then pounced on top of me angrily as he forced my legs open with his knees and choked me with his strong hands. Shoving his cock into my dry pussy, he smacked me across the face again. He told me I needed to learn some respect and manners.

I screamed as he tore into me without mercy. Brutally throwing me to the floor, he snatched me up by the hard and jammed his dick down my throat. He fucked my face until he blew a fat load down my throat. I sure learned my lesson about being a brat!

Torture phone sex

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My master craves to torture my body. I am a dumb little fuck slut for him. He bonded me up today as he tied up my body. He spit and pissed on me while calling me names. My tits got tied up until they were swollen and red. My nipples were erected and pinched by them.

He put clamps on each of them while he spanked my pussy with his belt. I guess I was screaming too much so he decided to put a ball gag in my mouth. He then took initiative to put safety pins on my clit and told me I could not cum, whatever he decided to do.

He proclaimed that every inch of me was his, I wanted to agree so badly though it wouldn’t make a difference since he is already well aware of that. He put his cock in my ass hole and fucked me hard. He kept torturing my clit in any way he saw fit.

I would do anything for my master. I am nothing but his property.

I’m a little slave slut

BDSM phone sexJust a little bit buzzed tonight after a wild BDSM phone sex party. I thought I’d entertain you with a nursery rhyme. This one just might make your cock a little hard. Call me now and make me sing it for you. I’ll even your stick your cock in my mouth and hum it for you.

I’m a Little Sex Slave  (sung to I’m a Little Teapot)

 

I’m a little slave slut, Ass hanging out

Here is my love sleeve. Here is my mouth.

When I get well beaten, Then I shout.

Fuck my asshole. Fuck my mouth.

 

I’m a special bitch, yes it’s true.

Just look at what damage my master can do.

I can take a beating, a blow to the snout

Just bend me over and bottom me out.

 

I’m a little sexpot, with a busted pout

Here is my fuckhole, here is my mouth

When I’m well beaten, then I shout.

Bend me over and bottom me out!!!

 

I’m a special sex slave, yes it’s true.

Just look at my pussy. It belongs to you.

I can make a man cum with my mouth.

Just tip me over and bottom  me out.

 

(I’m a Little Tea Pot
By George H. Sanders and Clarence Z. Kelley, © Marilyn Sanders Music)
Make me sing you all kinds of slutty songs while we fuck. I love it.

Pantyhose Foot Fetish Fun

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So, there’s this thing called submissive phone sex. I have been living the nightmare for over 8 yrs now and Master’s demands are just getting more outrageous with time. Last night you called me to your den. I bowed at your feet. You yanked me up by my hair and ordered me to put on my “slut suit.”  That meant we were probably going to one of your famous parties where it would be “no-holes-barred” with me. I’d get passed around like a plate of Hors d’oeuvres in a starving crowd of drug doused pervs.  I knew by the time I went home, I’d be a mess of raw flesh, covered in bruises, and exposed to all kinds of disease.

Tonight, you wanted me to wear pantyhose and heels. I knew that was code for your foot fetish crowd. They cared nothing about my pussy or mouth. These were piggie-sucking and fucking,  joe-jam slurping losers. Shredding my pantyhose open to get to my pink-toenailed jewels. Several of them at one time would be rubbing their cocks over my legs and feet, admiring the soft foot flesh. They’d press my soles together, fervently fucking my my foot pussy.

What they don’t know is your dirty secret. Later, when the party is over, you’ll have me peel off the ripped and jizz soaked pantyhose. You’ll put them to your nose, inhale deeply, and then moan. I will stroke your cock, chanting. “Pretty pink piggies, all soaked in cum.” You’ll suck out all of the fuck juices from my smelly hose until you spurt your own load on my waiting little tootsies.

 

Taken and Pissed On

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I was taken from an alley while walking home from work. A very strong man threw me into a van and tied up my hands and feet. He even gagged me to make sure I wouldn’t try to scream. A bag was placed over my head as I was taken somewhere I’d never been. He dragged me inside somewhere, pulling me down the stairs with him. When the bag came off, all I could tell was that I was in a basement somewhere. He tore off my clothes and left me naked on the cold floor. When he came back, he was holding a leather whip, which he lashed me with repeatedly. He kicked me before grabbing my face and snarling, saying I was going to do anything and everything he told me to do. If I didn’t, he would kill me.

Scared, I nodded yes. He whipped me a few more times for good measure before unzipping his pants. Warm liquid trickled down my body as he pissed on me, telling me I’m a worthless whore. His cock now hard, he freed just my hands and jammed his cock down my throat. Gagging on his huge boner, I gasped for air in between thrusts. Pressing a knife to my neck, he told me to milk his prostate while I sucked him. I slid my fingers inside him and massaged his prostate until he was shooting his load in my mouth. He kept me locked in the basement, forcing me to suck him every night for a week before leaving me to find my way home from the woods.

Extreme Bare Bottom Spankings

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Bare bottom spankings make my pussy wet. Ever since that first time daddy tossed me over his knees and pulled my panties down to punish me, I have loved the feel of a firm hand on my bare ass. My master enjoys spanking me. He has been obsessed with my ass and tits for over 20 years now. He is an old school master. We have long participated in bondage and spanking games. When I go to underground BDSM clubs, I discover quickly that the kind of old school relationship I have with my master is antiquated. Men are harsher, even sadistic these days. I am a pain slut by nature, but I get scared when I encounter new men. I am not prepared for the modern submissive whore world. I was at a spanking club over the weekend. It just opened. It is a bar and a fetish club. Great name too. It is called Bottoms Up. When you walk in, it has the feel of an upscale metro bar. The private rooms have the same modern feel, however, inside lurks a darkness. I discovered that the hard way when I went in with Charles. What he did to my ass was not spanking. It was pure torture. I am a pain slut, but he used a variety of instruments on my ass that resulted in broken skin, blisters and the need for medical attention. He strapped me to a device that restrained me with my ass up in the air. I couldn’t escape. That was my first clue that I was about to get a whipping like none before. Belts, leather switches, wooden paddles, and a Cat o Nine tails were all used at rapid speed on my bare ass. When he was done, I was bleeding, crying and struggling to walk. I am not prepared for the new world of master and servant.

Abducted in the Woods

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I had gone camping with some friends over the weekend. I ventured off into the woods for a peaceful walk by myself. The sun was shining as I neared the edge of the river, but that’s when there was a loud thud and I fell to the ground. When I woke up, I was naked aside from my panties, tied up in some sort of cage, dangling just low enough to reach my tippy toes to the ground. My struggling caught the attention of my captor, so he came up to me from out of the brush. Worried, I asked him to let me go and not to harm me because my friends would be looking for me. He just laughed as he walked up holding a whip and a gag. He secured the gag in my mouth so that I could no longer talk such nonsense to him. Then, with all his might, he started whipping me. Each lash stung like fire, but I had no choice. I couldn’t even shield my body with my arms, as they were restrained. The ropes wouldn’t budge, so I was forced to endure the lashings. After my body was almost entirely covered in bloody, raw welts, he came up and ripped off my panties. I flailed and cried out, but it was no use. He steadied my legs in his powerful arms and had no mercy as he start impaling my dry asshole. His cock was tearing apart my ass and it burned, but there was nothing I could do. Nobody was coming to my rescue. After he was finished, he knocked me out again and left me somewhere I didn’t recognize. I was left in the woods to wander naked back to our campsite.

Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex goes hand in hand with being a submissive. I love being tied up, it is just hard to tie yourself up. I have become quite good at tying up my boobs, however. I like to make them look like torpedoes for your abuse. This weekend, my son caught me practicing with ropes on my tits. He liked the image of seeing my boobs look like cow udders he said. He offered to help me. I should have known better. Not only did he tie up my breasts, he tied me to the bed. I could feel the ropes cutting into my flesh. I could feel the circulation stopping. I was in pain and pinned to the bed like a squashed bug. My son started slapping my tits. He even flicked his cigarette ashes on my breasts. He came on my tits and left me. I thought he would be back soon. I feel asleep despite the pain. Woke up when my son returned with some friends. They looked like hungry vultures circling me like I was roadkill. They pulled out their cocks and started stroking their dicks while I was all tied up.  I was in pain from the lack of circulation to my breasts, but no one cared, especially not my son. They just laughed and masturbated. I had rope burns and cuts that opened my flesh under my tits.  I begged to be released. I promised to be a good mommy, a good whore. Nothing. Just the look of disdain for his own mother in his eyes. His friends started mounting me like I was a drunk coed at a frat party. They fucked me until they had all had a turn. They paid my son money as they left. My son finally untied me. My boobs looked like they were used as air bags in a car accident. It will be awhile before I can even put a bra on again. I guess now I have a new extreme bondage story to share.