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Master Needed

submissive whore casey1It feels like it has been forever since I have had a real Master. It has only been 2 days since I felt that delicious pleasure and pain. Don’t get me wrong he was a great master. He had my backside so sore I could barely sit down but I need more. I need more pain. I am looking for a master to have the ultimate submissive phone sex with me. You can do whatever you want to me. I need that pain. I need to be punished like the whore I am. Tie me up, blindfold me, whip me, paddle me. I need a master on the phone that can give me that pain and then the pleasure I need. After all of the punishment I will be so wet and ready to take your big hard, throbbing cock in my tight pussy. I want you to fuck my mouth hard. I want that big, hard throbbing cock to fill my ass and pound it so hard and cum in my ass. I want to feel that hot cum inside of my tight ass. So you see what I need no what I crave is phone sex with the ultimate master. One that can get me on my knees and make me beg!

Such a good girl

submissive whore casseyI met a new master last night and it was just what i craved. He was a perfect master. He tied my wrists and ankles to the bed while i was lying on my belly. He spanked me so so hard and it felt absolutely amazing. I begged for more. He would stop long enough to whisper in my ear what a good girl I was. My pussy was getting so wet. He teased me by barely touching my pussy. My ass was so sore but the feeling was incredible. Finally he told me if I was really a good girl I would beg for his big, hard throbbing cock. I begged and pleaded. He untied me and fucked my mouth so good. Then he bent me over the bed and in one quick movement he shoved his whole huge cock into me I screamed out, he was so big and hard. He pounded and pounded until finally he came inside my tight pussy. He made me come at the same time. After he just kept whispering I was such a good girl, the best he had ever had.

Take It All Away

submissive whore leahYou can take my pretty clothes away, you can throw away my make-up.
You can toss my jewelry and shoes in the trash.
Other guys still look at me because I’m a pretty girl, and you don’t like that.
You can cut off all of my long, blond hair.
You can rip off my painted fingernails.
You can punch my luscious lips till they split open and my teeth fall out.
You can scar my smooth skin; brand it, slice it, burn it.
You can smash my flawless feet, toes to heels.
You can destroy my body until I am nothing more than three wet holes for you to use, to fuck, to violate.
You can do all of this, and I’ll love you for it.
You can do all of this, just because you can.

Submissive Whore Christmas

submissive whore robyn1Being a submissive whore is the only thing I know. Yesterday master wanted to decorate the tree for the holiday season, he stuffed my cunt full of tree ornaments, they were the old glass kind and as he stuffed them in my pussy and there was no more room, they would break from the force of his shoving the next one in. My pussy was bleeding and cut from him forcing more and more ornaments in me. \When  he was done he pulled them all out and put me face down and ass up filling me with whiskey so that he could drink it out of me. I was his human flask, It burned so bad but I new better then to cry out or complain. That would have earned me more punishment. I know how to be the best submissive I can be and to tell you the truth when it was all over the juices that my pussy produced were very soothing.

A Good Spanking Gone Wrong

submissive whore leahDeep down, I’ve always been a filthy, depraved Pain Slut but I just never knew it.
My first taste of pain came from a one night stand, a tall, dark, and handsome stranger with an enormous bulge under leather pants.
Back then, I was your average young, bratty cocktease; Always flashing my tight and hairless pussy under short skirts and never, EVER wearing a bra just so my puffy, sensitive nipples would peek over my tiny tops. Nothing gets my pussy soaking wet quicker than playing with men, letting them think they have a chance to taste me and then smashing their hope to pieces.
Mr. Mystery bought me round after round of drinks, sometimes bringing them to me himself and every time I would brush him off, snotty attitude turned on high and always taking the drink with me.
His persistence paid off, or maybe he put something in one of my many, MANY drinks, but I left the bar with Mr. Sexy Leather Pants and went to his place.
As soon as we got through the door he fisted my hair and dragged me into his bedroom, me kicking and screaming the whole way as I felt strands of hair being torn off of my scalp.
Right before we got to his bed he grabbed my shirt and ripped it off, using it to gag me. He threw me on the bed and started… CHEWING on my extremely sensitive nipples! Wrists held above my head, tears falling down my face, and my cunt wetter than it has EVER been before, juices oozing down my thighs.
He grabbed my cute leather belt and worked it off of me, He looked me dead in the eye before saying “You know you’ve had this coming for a long damn time, don’t you?”
He flipped me over and laid a quick amount of sharp smacks to my perky cheeks, one right after the other without stopping.
I’m moaning through my gag until the spanking turns into something close to a beating, then I’m a writhing, screaming mess trying to grind my clit against the mattress.
My poor ass was burning hot by the time he was done with it, but not with me.
My ruined leather belt tied my hands behind my back, gigantic throbbing cock being shoved into my tight twat, and the rest of the night is a blur of pain and bliss.
My purpose in life has since been made clear to me: My body is for your pleasure.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig

bondage phone sex whoreBondage phone sex is one of my specialties. I love being bound and gagged like a pig. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I am restrained with a ball gag, you can do anything you want to me. I cannot resist you nor can I scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. This weekend I hooked up with a guy I met at a bondage club. In the club he respected my boundaries and safe words. He was a different breed at my house. He got verbally abusive calling me a fat fucking pig. In fact, he made me oink like a pig for hours. As if that was not humiliating enough, he emptied my garbage can on to the floor. He forced me to gobble up all the spoiled and moldy leftover food from Thanksgiving. I even had to lick up old coffee grounds and dog food.

submissive whoreMy arms were restrained behind me so he could pull the rope to control me. One wrong pull and my arms would snap in two. He had a whip that he used with pleasure if I hesitated to lick anything off the floor. “Be a good submissive whore and clean up your mess,” he would scream at me repeatedly. I devoured so much garbage I felt sick. Like a junk yard dog that ate too much. Once all the garbage was eaten off the floor by me, even the plastic and paper, he pissed down my throat. Held my nose tight forcing me to swallow his salty piss water. I thought when I brought him home, I was in for some sensual bondage, maybe some spanking and a little S & M. It was total degradation. I was his worthless pig. Not even a fuck pig. He said I was not good enough for his cock, only his piss, shit and laughter.

He left me tied up, covered in piss and in need of a stomach pump. How would you leave me?

My Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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I was excited, he had me bound arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest rape phone sex fantasies session…mmm.

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Bondage Phone Sex: All Tied Up

bondage phone sexDo you like bondage phone sex? I love being restrained and gagged. I was at a bondage club with some girlfriends the other night and I picked up this college boy. I love younger men, especially alpha ones. He was over 6 foot tall, big and burly. And, if he was at the club, he was a dominant man. I was bold. Invited him back to my place to pretty much do whatever he wanted to me. Being that tall, I knew he had to have a huge cock to shred my fuck holes. As soon as we entered my place, he went into alpha mode. Slammed me against the wall in a choke hold. Instructed me to listen to his every command. He made me call him Daddy. I tried not to laugh. Seemed odd calling a man younger than my oldest son, Daddy. But, I am a good submissive whore so I do what I am told. I fell to my knees to worship his cock. As he was skull fucking me, he pissed down my throat. His cock was every inch as big as I thought it would be. My throat was raw from the size of his shaft so his piss burned my esophagus. I started to choke and gag. I was about to puke up his piss when he grabbed my nose, and shoved his cock further down my throat, forcing me to swallow my own vomit. I was not expecting him to be quite that aggressive at his age. He said I reminded him of his whore mother as he spun me around, pinned my arms behind my back and beat my ass with his cock. He left me on the floor in fetal position. Cum running out my ass. I started to get up in an attempt to clean myself up when he tied me up, marked me with his piss and walked out the door. I was left bound, covered in his urine and cum for my son to discover. I guess he had some unresolved mommy issues.

Thank You

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Thank You so much for treating me like the gutter trash that I am Sir.  I know I am useless, worthless and nothing without You. I am only here because You allow it.  I know You are free to find another woman who is more worthy of Your generous cock.  I am in awe of it’s magnificence, and take honor in receiving it’s Golden Blessing.

There are days where You are kind enough to shower me over and over again.  Reminding me that I am Your urinal.  I take every gift from Your body without hesitation.  I take it to mean that You are anointing me. Saying to Others that I am solely Yours to do with whatever You desire.

I beg for it, I need it, and I crave it.  Every single drop of piss is welcomed.  You Baptize Your slut in it as much as possible.  The saltiness of it, the pungent smells permeate the air around me. Fore I am not allowed to change nor wash away Your Blessing.  It bothers me not.  I know many a women who would find this disgusting.  I do not, because it is what I deserve and You desire.  Submissive whore

 

Submissive Whore Turned Into A Scare-Ho

submissive phone sexIt all started, when He, along with some of His friends decided to go and get pumpkins so that I could decorate them for O/our outdoor decor.  I was tired from a long day at the office so the last thing I wanted to do was carve pumpkins.  However, He insisted so I started to carve them.  On the last one I made a sad face because I was tired and all I wanted to do is to go to bed.

His friends are well aware of O/our relationship and told Him that before I go to bed I should have to wear the “pity me” pumpkin.  He thought it was a great idea.  He took it and cut the bottom off of it and stuck it over my head.  He told me that since I was off from work for the next couple of days that I could just wear my “pity me” pumpkin while I made O/our dinner. 

I asked Him if he realized how hard it would be to cook with a pumpkin on my head.  In all honesty I was kidding around, having the pumpkin on my head actually made me laugh. However, He considered my statement to mean I was talking back.  Something that I never do, as I do my best to be the best submissive for Him that I can.  I was shocked at His reaction since I have never really been in trouble before.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me outside.  I was actually frightened for a few minutes.  He told me to strip, I did without hesitation as I realized that I was about to be punished.  He told me to go and get the Hemp rope and come back.  I had to run to the barn to fetish it.  As I was running back I saw that His friends had come outside and were watching.

He bound my breasts up tight, then took the Scarecrow decoration down from it’s perch.  He told me to get up there.  I stepped up onto the bale of hay and stood there.  He walked into the house and came out with my wrist and ankle restraints along with a heavy paddle.  After he secured my wrists and feet he paddled me until I was black and blue.  He doesn’t hit hard, but He can hit for a very long time.  He says it is done that way so I can ‘enjoy the sting’.  He is right You know.  When done in that manner it is a slow burn, which makes the skin so tender that even a soft touch stings badly.

When He finished and I was bruised to His liking He looked up at me and said, “Today you are Our scare-ho.  You have to stay out here until I see fit to let you down. When I do, you will make Us something to eat, then you will go into O/our bedroom, lay on the floor on your back and not move until I come in.  If you do this, I will give you something special because you took your punishment like a good submissive whore.  You understand why I had to punish you right?”  I shook my head and said, “Yes Sir.”  He asked me, “What are you today?”  I replied, “I am your Scare-Ho Sir!” 

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