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Cock Worshiping Slut Gracie Needs Your Dick!

Cock Worshiping

I’m a cock worshiping, submissive whore.

All I want to do is show my man how much I love his cock and all the devotion I have for him. I want him to tie my hands behind my back so I can really show him how much I love his cock. I want to worship it with just my mouth, like the slut I am. I adore being helpless while I serve him.

I always start by giving a soft kiss to the tip so that I can taste that salty pre-cum. Having him tie my hands tighter together is only making my nipples get harder. 

I wrap my juicy lips around the head of your cock and suck, gently at first. I swirl my tongue around the head and underneath. Big long strokes up the shaft with my spit-dripped tongue, I don’t stop until I feel that dick throbbing in my mouth. I take him as deep as I can, gagging but pushing through it. 

I just love your cock so much. 

I only want to be a submissive whore for you Daddy. 





Bondage Whore Bernice is Ready to Be Your Slave

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore is not glamorous. Although I love being tied up, I do not want just anybody to tie me up. Now my master ties great knots. And he never leaves me tied up indefinitely. Some of these men I play with from bondage sites want to leave me for dead apparently.

I got myself into trouble this weekend. Master doesn’t know that I often seek out younger men than him to tie me up. Although he still ties a decent knot, he doesn’t do it nearly as often as I crave. And he doesn’t do it like he once did. That’s because he’s in his 70s. I’m in my 40s. So, I figure what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

Over the weekend, this submissive slut answered an ad on Fet life looking for a mature woman for bondage. Seemed innocent enough. And right up my alley. So, I started talking with the guy and we arranged for him to come to my place over the weekend. Since my son and daughter grew up and moved out, I live alone.

But that comes with some downsides. Sure, I have more freedom to enjoy encounters with random men. However, if one of those men leaves me tied up, no one will find me. Back in the day, a man occasionally left me alone, bound, and gagged, but either my son or my daughter found me and begrudgingly let me loose. This weekend, when a guy I met tied me up like a sack of potatoes on my living room floor with my cell phone out of reach, no one could help me.

A Subby Bitch Gets Herself into All Sorts of Trouble

I pissed myself like a dog. I knocked shit over breaking things master gave me trying to get to my phone after 72 hours bound and alone. And I started to give up hope. But I somehow managed to get myself up and turned around to open the front door. And when I did, I found master there. Apparently, he arranged this as punishment. He found out about my side action with other men and set me up.

But he seemed surprised that I could even get to the door. He and the guy who left me tied up took bets on how long it would take for me to get out of the house or call someone. Master fearing I may be hurt, was about to set me free.

 But he decided to punish his submissive whore with his belt. He loves to spank me, but usually he uses his bare hands not the belt. But I understand. I was a bad whore. And I deserved to be punished. I still can’t sit straight. My butt feels so raw. I’d like to say I’ve learned my lesson. But I bet I find myself in similar trouble in the near future. Somehow, I just can’t help myself.

Light Bondage with Gracie & Daddy

 

 

 

Light Bondage

Light bondage for me, Daddy’’ I said. I looked at you with some fear in my eyes as I watched you tie every one of my limbs to the bedposts. I was scared, but I trusted you.

I knew Daddy would fuck me real good and go slow. I know he likes to see the scared in my eyes. I can see him getting harder and wetter every time he sees me flinch or yelp. He likes being fully in control. And I like being fully under his control.

I love the way my heart beats fast when I see him getting closer to me with the vibrator. I moan and scream as he thrusts me with his huge cock and uses the vibrator on my clit at the same time.

I can’t take it anymore!! I know I am about to erupt and squirt all over his face. I let out one more ‘don’t stop daddy’ until I completely collapse from exhaustion.

I need Daddy to fuck me again and again like that.

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.

 

 

 

Pissing Phone Sex Is This Submissive Whore’s Favorite!

Pissing Phone Sex

Master told me hoe hard pissing phone sex made his nine inch cock and i wanted to make him feel better so I begged him to make me his stupid little piss whore. He grabbed me around my throat and told me to open my stupid piss whore mouth and pissed all over my dumb face. I drank as much of his golden piss as I could and he laughed at me and called me names and slapped me across the face and spat into my mouth. He bent me over and spanked my with a paddle so hard I started to scream and cry with every slap. Then he shoved his fat cock into my tight puckered asshole with out lube and fucked my ass so hard I shat all over his cock! Master made me lick all the shit off his cock and make him clean again. then he fucked my dirty piss and shit eating mouth with his cock making me choke and gag. I ended up throwing up on his cock and he made me lick it up and then he fucked my face more and finally shot a thick creamy load of salty cum in my mouth.

Bondage Whore Bernice Spent Most of Her Life Tied Up

bondage whoreThe life of a bondage whore is never dull. I have probably spent most of my life tied up. In fact, I might argue that I’ve spent more time tied up than not. Almost my entire teenage years my father had me tied to my bed. I had very little freedom. Although I escaped him, I never escaped being tied up.

My master loves to tie me up. In fact, we met in a bondage club in New York City when I was in my early 20s. And now he owns his own BDSM club. And he teaches classes to a younger generation of men who want to someday have their own rope bunny to play with.

Master summoned me to his club this weekend because he needed a rope bunny to demonstrate different knots to his class of future masters. Although I’m not a fan of some of these younger men because they seem more misogynistic and just cruel compared to men of my master’s generation. I like old school masters. But as a submissive whore, I do as I am told.

This one guy who is 26 and in law school, is the grandson of one of my master’s partners in the BDSM club. So, he gets special attention. Master wanted me to spend quality time with the boy in one of the private rooms so he could master his rope techniques. Again, I do as I am told. But this boy scared me. Just something in his eyes told me he hated women. A rich boy who can have anything he wants. even women, because of his money. And those types of men I fear the most because they know their money buys them out of trouble.

Younger Men Seemed Filled with Hate for Mature Slaves

This boy did more than just practice his rope moves with me. He brutalized my ass too. Master did not say anything to him about molesting me or fucking me. Master lent me out just as a rope bunny so the boy could practice his skills. But he had other things on his mind besides bondage. Master never lent me out much before because he didn’t trust other people with his prized pony.

I tried fighting this strong and angry young man, but he just slapped me hard. I fell and landed on the floor with a thud. Then he started kicking me. I knew master did not approve of any of this, but I feared if I told him what this boy did, he might lose the club. How does a boy his age get so filled with such rage against a woman. What started out as him exploring bondage positions turned into him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for a red headed MILF.

When we emerged from the VIP room, master knew something had happened. He could see my tear stained cheeks and the bruise appearing on my cheek. But I told him, I tripped. I’ve been a submissive slave my entire life. Although it would be nice to have a master who did not lend me out to psychopathic boys, when it happens, I suck it up. This is not my first rodeo and it won’t be my last period

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Submits To Masters Cock

submissive slutOh, I’d love to oblige as your submissive slut! Bondage is all about tying someone up and making them completely vulnerable. It’s a thrilling experience that heightens the senses and intensifies pleasure. Imagine being bound tightly with ropes or chains, your muscles straining against the restraints as you feel every touch from your captor. The anticipation of what might happen next is almost unbearable.

As for snuff… well, it involves taking things to the extreme. It’s not just about sex anymore; it’s about pushing boundaries and exploring taboo desires. Picture this: You are helplessly bound on a cold metal table, naked except for a black hood over your head that muffles any sound you might make. Your cock is hard as steel from both fear and arousal while my hands glide over every inch of your body, teasing and taunting you with each caress.

Suddenly, there’s a sharp sting as something pierces through your skin – but it feels so good at the same time! A warm gush of fluid fills the air around us. I begin to milk cum from my slutty little cunt. You watch right before our eyes, it drip down onto your chest like honey drizzled by an angel devil like me who loves seeing you squirm under my control . As if this isn’t enough torment already, I lean down slowly until our lips meet in a passionate kiss filled with saliva mixed bloodlust . My tongue dancing around inside his mouth while he tastes himself on me.

Lust in Lace: A Daddy-Girl Tale

Cum eating phone sex Welcome, perverts, to a glimpse of pure perversion. Step into the realm of Daddy’s little girl, where I am a vision in black lace and sheer nylon. My long legs, adorned in sexy thigh-highs, tempt and tease. But, tonight, they’re reserved for Daddy.

Daddy Ryan, a burly beast, hungry for my flesh. His eyes, lust-filled, devour my curvy frame, a delectable feast. My full lips part, a sultry invitation, as I await his advance, dressed in nothing but my seductive stockings.

With a possessive grasp, Daddy grabs my ample bottom, his rough hands leaving marks of desire. My flesh, a blush of excitement, as his meaty weapon slides between my soaked nether regions. The wet, slick sounds fill the room as he goes deeper, stretching me beyond imagination.My moans echo Daddy’s vigorous rhythm. My breasts, plump and firm, jiggle with each powerful thrust. The bed frames creak in protest, the room filled with grunts and the slap of skin on skin.

Daddy’s rough hands roam, exploring every inch of my yearning body. My nipples, taut and erect, beg for attention. He obliges, pinching and twisting, sending shocks of pleasure through my core.As the pace quickens, so does my breath. My eyes roll back, a picture of sensory overload. Daddy’s big cock, a piston, drives me towards ecstasy. My juices flow, a slippery tribute to his skill.

My submissions complete, Daddy cums, a voluminous blast. Cord after cord of creamy essence adorns my face, a testament to our heated union. I savor the salty treat, licking with delight.

In the aftermath, I sigh, satisfied, my body glistening with sweat and cum. Daddy’s mark, a sign of my devotion, a slutty trophy.

 

Spanking Phone Sex is How It Begin with Master

spanking phone sexSpanking phone sex sluts spend a long weekend being ass slaves. At least I do. Something weird happened this weekend. Something that has not happened in over 20 years. My master’s old wife went out of town to see their daughter. Their daughter is my age. Usually, she won’t travel without my master, so this turned out to be our lucky weekend.

I thought he would summon me to the club, but he decided to let one of his partners run the club for the weekend so he could spend three glorious days with his slave. And we did enjoy ourselves. But my ass took a beating. He popped a Viagra each day so he could fuck me, but it seemed like the Viagra worked on his hands too. He managed to give me bare bottom spankings like he did 20 some years ago. So, that means my ass hurts today.

No Rest for a Submissive Slave

I live alone now. My son and daughter grew up and moved out. And they’ve never respected my choices even though my choices provided them with a good life. So, I do not see them regularly. And I don’t really have friends. So, I enjoyed having the company. Master takes good care of me. I’ve lived a much better life than a high school dropout and runaway ever could imagine. But from day one of our relationship, I understood my place.

And it might surprised to learn that over our 20 some year relationship, we rarely fuck. At least, in the traditional sense. Slaves fulfill the needs of their masters. And for my master, he wanted his dick sucked, prostate massaged, and a lot of bondage games. Plus, a lot of spanking too. His wife never once has blown his cock, and they have been married 50 years.

He’s not the typical master. Back in his heyday he would’ve been labeled the rope goat. He could tie up 20 bitches in less than 20 minutes. And then spank their bare asses and skull fuck them while they restraining them. He loved playing with my breasts. But mostly he just tied me up and spanked me because his wife would never be his slave.

This Slave Spent the Weekend Sucking Cock, Milking Prostate and Getting Spanked

And that’s what we did this weekend. He practiced his rope moves to prove to himself he still has it. And I practiced my blow job skills to make sure I still have it. Cock worshiping comes with being an owned bitch. And because of Viagra, my jaw hurts for the first time in over a decade. Although I still suck his cock without Viagra, it feels like I’m sucking on a limp spaghetti noodle without the blue pill.

But I could feel how backed up his balls felt so while I worshiped his cock with my mouth and big tits, I greased a finger and slipped it up his ass to drain that fermented cum into my mouth. And he came bucket loads of cum. So much, I think he got dehydrated. My master left not too long ago to go home and recuperate before his wife returns home. He left me with a belly full of cum, a stinky finger, and a sore ass and a jaw. I took a shower and grabbed an ice pack to sit on and now I’m ready to drain your balls.

My Dirty Little Phone Sex Confessions

Picture me, your dirty little phone slut, dressed in nothing but a pair of skimpy lingerie that barely contains my desperate need for you. My breasts are heaving as I listen to your every command, my pussy glistening with anticipation. I can’t wait to hear you tell me all the nasty things you want to do to me, making me wetter with every syllable that leaves your mouth.

The thought of your strong hand slapping my ass, turning my cheeks a rosy shade of red, sends shivers down my spine. I crave the sound of skin meeting skin, the feeling of your dominance as I whimper and beg for more. Do you want me to be your little whore, baby? I’ll do anything for that sweet release, anything to feel your hand on my body, guiding me to new heights of pleasure.

And let’s not forget the golden showers, darling. Oh, the thrill of your hot, steamy piss cascading over my body, the humiliation and arousal intertwining as I drink in every drop like the thirsty little slut I am. It’s like a river of pure ecstasy, flowing over my skin and into my eager mouth, filling me up until I’m nothing but a writhing, soaking wet mess of desire.

So go ahead, baby, tell me what you want. Whisper your darkest secrets and let’s explore the depths of our depraved minds together. I’m all yours, your personal phone sex goddess, ready to make all your naughtiest dreams come true. Just remember, I’m a whore for your words, a slut for your commands, and together we’ll create a symphony of sin that will have us both screaming for more.