Do you want a submissive whore for Christmas? I promise to be whatever you want or need. Master thinks I have lost my sense of place. According to him, quarantine has spoiled me. He is right. I have lost my way, so I am back on Tinder. Do not tell Master. He would be upset that I am violating stay at home orders. But am I? I am still at home. The dudes are coming to me. I make sure the men know I am a submissive woman. I know I need to get back in the game. This is the longest I have gone without some extreme humiliation and hardcore treatment. I am making up for it too. Men who do not know me, have an easier time using me. Last week, I had two different guys who helped get me back to my submissive roots. Tyler is a 25-year-old milf hater. Mommy issues, maybe. Or maybe just a young misogynistic guy. There were no pleasantries when he arrived. He stripped me naked and dragged me into my bathroom. He flushed my face in the toilet a few times until I was spitting up toilet water. Then he pissed in my face. He did not want to fuck a diseased whore (what he called me). He did want to humiliate me with some toilet sex, however. I hate bathroom play. He reminded me what a submissive slut I am. The next guy to come over was a seasoned master. He was in his late 30s and hated me at hello. Now, this guy fucked me. He fisted me too. He had no problem gaping my asshole and cunt. No problem filling me with cum too. One guy left me smelling like an outhouse. The other guy left me sitting on an ice tray for several days. I am getting back to my submissive roots quickly. I will be a good slave again by Christmas.