Submissive Phone Sex Whore Bernice Knows How To Serve You

submissive phone sexI am a submissive phone sex whore. My father trained me first. Then my husband further taught me. But my current master turned me into the best slave a woman can be. Master is neither cruel nor violent. However, he has friends and clients who are. And occasionally, he needs to pimp me out.

Last night, he arranged a date for me with a prospective client. Sometimes master dangles me in front of guys like a carrot when he needs to snag a big client. Although he is mostly retired, he does wills and estates still. And the money he makes off large estates and wealthy folks helps him give me a monthly stipend too. So, I go wherever that carrot gets dangled.

His potential client has a thing for redheaded moms. Despite his penchant for inflicting pain and humiliation, I agreed to be his submissive whore for the night. He took me to his dungeon in his mansion. What he had in his dungeon would make Christian Grey blush. Whips, chains, spreader bars, fuck machines, suspension equipment, restraints, cages, gags, muzzles, electrocution devices, body clamps, nipple clamps, speculums and all sorts of benches and devices to restrain a woman for his abuse. I swallowed hard, and realized I was in for a world of hurt.

I am Your Willing Slave to Do What You Want

He possessed more medical devices than my gynecologist. Although I knew my master counted on me, I had my doubts that I was ready for this kind of torture. But before I could protest, I found myself suspended in the air. Blood rushed to my head and for a moment I thought I might pass out. He skull fucked me upside down. But I struggled in that position to get him balls deep in my mouth.

When he pinched my nose, I struggled to breathe. But that was what he needed to nut in my mouth. Wow, what a load he shot too. He almost drowned me with his cum load. Not the way I want to die. But he had only just begun. He kept me hung upside down for over an hour. When he let me down, he was far from done with me. Hardcore bondage and BDSM appeared to be his thing. But I let him whip me, gag me and restrain me in all sorts of contorted positions. By the time he was done, I felt like a truck had hit me.

But I am here for men’s submissive sex needs. Master landed the client, and I landed a few days of R and R until my body heels.

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