Submissive Whore for Halloween and Any Other Day of the Year

Submissive Whore for Halloween and Any Other Day

I decided to be a submissive whore for Halloween this year. Shocker, right? Why mess with perfection. I am good at being a sex slave. Master and his cronies held a Halloween party at the BDSM club last night. The men did not dress up, but all the slaves did. I enjoy putting on a slutty outfit and serving men. Master felt festive too. He wanted me to take care of his friends. He likes to watch.

And I enjoy him watching me. Often, he tells me that if he can watch me fucking other men, he does not need a blue pill. I may be the oldest of the slaves in his posse of masters, but I can out suck and out fuck any of those younger slaves. And that’s what turns master on the most. He enjoys his submissive slut showing up other slaves.

I am the trick and the treat of slaves according to master. And trust me, I love that reputation. Do I enjoy sucking on shriveled up balls and tasting old spunk? Of course not. No slave does, but we do it to please our masters. Out of my master’s friends, I think I am the only true submissive. The other girls may be younger, thinner and tighter, but they are more like sugar babies playing the role. I am a real submissive woman.

I am the trick and the treat this Halloween

As I sucked and fucked those old cocks, master’s old dick sprung to life. Although the other slaves wanted to take care of his cock out of spite, master saved his old load for me. The other submissive sex whores got benched because I out shined them all. Master likes my cream pies. Even the cream pies for his friends. Once I had every master’s cum dripping out of my holes, my master ordered the other slaves to clean me up. And that was as a treat for me. He knows the other slaves in his group hate me.

The feeling is mutual. I work too hard to be a good whore to be upstaged by sugar babies. So, I will outshine them all any chance I get.