Ever since I was a little one I had always dreamed and imagined what it would be like to be someones forever sex slave. I’ve been touching myself for as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a wet and horny pussy ready for anything to be shoved inside of it. I started by sending slutty pictures to older guys online to becoming their little online submissive slave. I follow all my rules and take my punishments like a good whore. Need me to wait in position all day while I stay completely naked for you? I’ll keep my butt plug deep in my ass and nipple clamps down tight and when you finally come home my pussy will be dripping and ready for you to yank these clamps off my whore tits and to fill me up with that sweet load I’ve been craving to taste! Need to shut me up because I scream too loud while your force yourself into my ass I have the perfect pretty purple gag to keep in my mouth while you do! It’s your turn to have me as your perfect sex slave!
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Pissing phone sex whore Jessica
This subby slut is home alone again tonight while my master is out. He caught me on the phone earlier. This was against his rules and he decided to punish me right then and there. I was still on the phone when he grabbed me by the hair and rammed his hard cock down my throat, gagging me until I couldn’t breathe. He dropped me to the ground, right on my face. He told me what a worthless slut I was and even started to piss on me and degrade me. He told me that all I would ever be is a disgusting, pissing phone sex whore. Then, he left without a word. I know that he’s out right now, finding men to bring home like he always does when I disobey him. He’ll let them do whatever they want to me. He’ll even encourage them to destroy my worthless holes and use me like their toilet whore. I’ll spend hours on my knees, pleasing their hard cocks and getting covered in cum, spit and piss. If I say no or refuse any of the men he brings home, my punishment will be worse than anything they could do to me. I will always obey my master!
Cum slut phone sex with Jessica
I’ve always been a dirty, cum slut phone sex whore and my son has never let me live it down. He’s been my master since he was old enough to give me orders. He degrades me and tells me that I’m nothing but a fuck toy for the men that call me. I know that he’s right but I get so turned on knowing that the men on the other side of the phone, calling me a worthless cum rag are jerking their hard dicks, just for me. I stay up all night long, talking to these men and being the obedient slut that they all want to use. During the day, I serve my son and fulfill his every need and desire. He knows that at any moment, mommy will bend over and pull her panties to the side for him to fuck this hot cum whore cunnie. Mommy knows her place very well and never says no to her master. I am an owned slut and I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Bondage Chat Whore Gets in Trouble
Bondage chat excites me. I love talking to men who love to tie women up like packages of meat. It is hard to find a man who is an expert with ropes. I met this man in a fetish room who lived in the next county. He said he wanted to tie me up. He used lots of bondage terminology and seemed to know what he was talking about. It made my cunt wet to know I was going to meet a seasoned bondage master. My master would punish me harshly if he knew I was stepping out on him like this, but he is no longer good with ropes because of arthritis. I am a hardcore bondage whore. I want rope burns. I want sore limbs. I want to struggle to breathe and move because of how tightly the ropes are secured to my body. I arrived at the house for the address BondageFreak69 gave me. I had no idea about his age or race or size. I pictured a big man in his mid-40s. A teen boy answered the door and I asked for his father. He asked if I was SubbyBondageWhore. I almost spit out the tea I was drinking. He was still in high school. No way this boy was an expert at bondage. I was taller than he was. I likely weighed more too. I started laughing. I started to leave because I assumed this was some boy just trying to bang a milf. He managed to lasso me like a cowboy and pull me back into the house. There he tied me up like a mummy; he wrapped me up so tight with my arms by my side that I could not breathe. He was cocky. Talking shit. I think I just met the next Ted Bundy or BTK killer. He shoved his cock down my throat and pissed. I had to lick his young dirty ass too. I thought this would never end until he got a text and panicked. He cut me loose and told me to leave. I ran like a bat out of hell. My guess is his folks were on their way home. Never met such a young boy so advanced in bondage. No more online fetish rooms for this submissive whore. That was too close.
Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Wet
Bondage phone sex is my safe place. I know that sounds weird, but I love being tied up and helpless. When I have had a stressful day or week, nothing takes the stress away better than being tied up. I was so happy that my favorite bondage club opened back up this week. It is allowing fewer people inside, but something is better than nothing. It has been closed for over a year. The day I got a text it was reopening, I went. I had to wear a mask, but that was just in the common areas. When a man took me to a room, we could take our masks off. I dressed up for the occasion. I did my hair and nails. I wore make-up too. I wanted to be some one’s bondage whore. I needed to be. My first two weeks back to work have been stressful and painful. Getting tied up would help me escape. Dave selected me. He said I had a perfect body for bondage. I have heard that before too. Big tits and a fat ass make me a bondage master’s wet dream. He had some blue rope to bind me with. He was an expert in rope too. He tied me up in several different positions. Ball tie, hog tie, crab tie, reverse tie, breast tie, prayer tie…. All the bondage positions, he knew. We were in the private room for hours while he was practicing his bondage techniques. We ended our session with some horizontal suspension bondage. The room we were in had all the proper equipment for suspension bondage. While I was naked and hanging from a bar by my feet with my hands bound behind my back, he pissed on me. In this club, we are not supposed to exchange any bodily fluids. It is a legit BDSM club, but he said that I was such a good bondage and submission whore that I deserved a treat. I would have eaten his shit and I hate scat. That is just how excited I was to be tired up by some one who knew what he was doing.