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Break me down and abuse me.

Submissive phone sexThere’s nothing like a little Submissive phone sex to make a girl feel loved. Sometimes I think that I defy you just to get your attention. You nearly killed me last time that I was disobedient. It was just a little thing but your red face made me realize that I had gone too far. I had already blown many of your party guests and my stomach ached from swallowing so much cum. You pointed at one more man and I shook my head. He was a huge obese pig known for his cruelty. I’d seen him put his cigar out on a slave’s back, laughing at her pain. I’d also heard the rumor that his cum was like spoiled cream, foul, clotted, and smelly. One of my fellow slaves compared it to eating pet jizz. So I pleaded no.

Master was angry. He dragged me back to his den and locked me in my pet crate. Hours went by and then Master and the Fat One burst into the room, all fucked up. I was dragged out and spread wide open. Master shocked me with the electric dildo until my back arched into the air. Then the hog towered over me, squatted and flopped his fat belly right over my face. The stench from his sweaty underbelly made me choke. His tiny penis barely protruded from the fat roll below. His hairy balls tasted of sweat and filth. I gasped her air as he poked his tiny pecker at my mouth. “Suck it.” he bellowed. I felt Master lash my pussy hard with his crop.

“Beg for it, slut.” I heard Master growl. I begged that lard ass to give me his cum, even as I gagged. His fat little fuckmeat quivered and began to spurt. I stuck out my tongue as it rained all over my face. I swear I heard my hips crack as master spread me wide and fucked me with the Budha still sitting on my head. I felt the vomit rise in my throat but gulped it back down. I knew what my punishment would be if I dared to puke on his vile cock.

Writhing delightful

My wrists and ankles are so soar from being tied up last night, they are still raw and the rope even cut threw a little bit. My pussy is still convulsing from how many times I came last night as well, my knees wont stop shaking and all I can do is think about how good its gonna feel to do it all over again tonight. I want my legs to be hogtied behind me while my hands and writs are behind my back.

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I want to feel the rope dig into my skin as I wiggle and try to get away from the delightful pain that my master applies in whatever manner he sees fit to my body. I want to feel like the dirty little slut I know I am. I need to be punished for being this horny. and I want my body to feel every ounce of the pounding and pain that I knoBDSM phone sexw I am gonna get.

Punished for Masturbating

Bondage and Submission

Master caught me touching myself, which made him very angry. I’m never supposed to play with my pussy without his permission, but I was just so horny and I knew if I woke him up in the middle of the night just to ask him that, he would be very angry with me. So I took the risk, but I ended up regretting that.

Wearing nothing but my panties, I was dragged by my hair to his bedroom. He threw me to the floor and held me down by stepping on my back. The pressure of his weight made it hard for me to breathe, so there was no doubt that he was really leaning down on my chest. I must have made him furious, I grimaced. He had dug out the rope from his drawer and fastened my wrists behind me, bringing the rope around my torso.

With amazing strength, he threw me to the bed and ripped off panties. Using clothes pins, he clamped my pussy lips and nipples. The pinching was almost too much to bare! Then forcing me to roll over, stick my ass up in the air with my face buried in the blankets, he spanked me until my cheeks were throbbing and red.

He shoved his cock into my ass, making me scream. But he didn’t care because I deserved the pain for what I had done. When he was close to cumming, he tossed me back onto the ground and made me eat his cum as it fell from the tip of his dick. I have now learned my lesson about touching myself without permission!

Skillful Master Wanted … needed

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I’ve had a few Masters in my life. Ones that I always cherish are the ones who use me to their fullest and walk away an extremely satisfied Man, and that is how it should be.
A previous Master was very strict about how I would present myself. Upon entering the dungeon there would be a word taped to the inside of the door. That is how He wanted the session to start. Whether it was kneeling or the enduring position I made sure I was ready and willing for service and use. I really love being a submissive whore; I get such intense orgasms and pleasure just from serving.
Anytime He would walk in, the room would fill with intense vibes and my pussy would start to ache. His presence was so intoxicating and sexual I was usually dripping by the time I was trussed up like He desired. The most memorable was on a Saint Andrews Cross. Legs and arms bound to each of the four posts, exposed and ready. He would start with impact play, He had great control even while fingering my pussy, but He would still be hard as a rock no matter how He was using me. Weighted nipples and orgasm denial were his favorites to have me gushing everywhere. Of course, I needed to clean my own squirting pussy juices off His immaculate floor. How many ways can I be of service to You?

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I’m a little slave slut

BDSM phone sexJust a little bit buzzed tonight after a wild BDSM phone sex party. I thought I’d entertain you with a nursery rhyme. This one just might make your cock a little hard. Call me now and make me sing it for you. I’ll even your stick your cock in my mouth and hum it for you.

I’m a Little Sex Slave  (sung to I’m a Little Teapot)

 

I’m a little slave slut, Ass hanging out

Here is my love sleeve. Here is my mouth.

When I get well beaten, Then I shout.

Fuck my asshole. Fuck my mouth.

 

I’m a special bitch, yes it’s true.

Just look at what damage my master can do.

I can take a beating, a blow to the snout

Just bend me over and bottom me out.

 

I’m a little sexpot, with a busted pout

Here is my fuckhole, here is my mouth

When I’m well beaten, then I shout.

Bend me over and bottom me out!!!

 

I’m a special sex slave, yes it’s true.

Just look at my pussy. It belongs to you.

I can make a man cum with my mouth.

Just tip me over and bottom  me out.

 

(I’m a Little Tea Pot
By George H. Sanders and Clarence Z. Kelley, © Marilyn Sanders Music)
Make me sing you all kinds of slutty songs while we fuck. I love it.

Slave Training for the Workplace

Slave trainingThey walked into the office, and I knew I was in trouble. They were 2 of Master’s friends, and I knew well enough that when they came around, Master wasn’t going to be far behind. I thought about trying to get up and run, but I knew that would only make matters worse. I wasn’t sure what I’d done to deserve punishment, but for Master to send them by my job, even so close to the end of the day, meant it was bad. They bound me to the chair I was seated in, and then proceeded to slowly cut my clothes off, shirt, then bra, then skirt. They left my panties whole, and I wondered if that was at Master’s bidding. When Master walked in, the scowl on his face told me I’d done fucked up. His crop was in his right hand, and I even noticed that it wasn’t his favorite crop – it was the well-worn, well-used crop that he liked to punish his slaves with. He didn’t just walk over to me, either. He walked to my boss’s office, and knocked on the door. After a few minutes of them talking behind that door, they both walked out. The humiliation of my boss seeing me all but naked compounded the situation. Master explained that my boss had called the house and left a voicemail with a complaint about my forgetting something when I had left the day before. It was important, and I’d apologized to my boss when he’d approached me about it this morning. I sat there and looked directly at Master’s feet, knowing anything else was unacceptable. He took that crop and swung it, hitting me across the shoulders. He smacked each breast, the inside and outside of each thigh, and right across my tummy. I was welted everywhere. I knew I’d never do that again…

Tied Up and Spanked

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The blood was rushing to my head, but I couldn’t move. I was tied upside down to a chair. The ropes cut into my skin, cutting off circulation to my limbs. Master came up and smacked my bare ass as hard as he could. I let out a piercing shriek as my skin stung with his fury. Again and again, he brought down his palm with immense strength. Tears streamed from my eyes, dripping from my forehead to the ground. My ass must have looked tomato red by that point. He then pulled out a cane and stared whacking my ass. Already sore from the bare bottom spankings, the cane felt as though it were a gun shot. I must be bleeding, I thought, but I felt no blood trickling down. Please, Master, I’ll be a good girl! Whack! There was no saving myself from his wrath. He took out his cock from his pants and drove it right into my ass. The chair shook from the force of his thrusts. Whimpering, I curled my toes, trying to make it through the pain. He stopped to paddle my ass, then started fucking my pussy as he continued to paddle me. Finally, he stood up to blow his load all over my exposed and beaten ass. He went to shower before coming back to untie me.

Cock worshiping my Master

Cock worshipingI felt that surge of pleasure running through me at your words. The way your hard yet silky smooth cock head felt against my nose as you teased me into using my mouth on you. My eyes looking up at you as I run my tongue over my lips. “Yes Master. I… this girl wants to be a good kitten for her Master.” I said as I tilted my head to lift my lips to your cock head giving you a little lick on the underside of your shaft. Not yet touching the head as I move, letting myself shift from my kneeling position to on all fours as I licks up the shaft. Treating it very much as if I was a kitten and licking it clean with long slow licks and little appreciative moans escaping from my throat. I was being mean to my Master, my tongue in teasing and careful worship of your cock but never once touching the head. I didn’t let you feel that wet warmth of my cheeks around you that silky smooth tongue wrapping around and massaging your shaft as I sucked you. I nuzzled against the spit slickened base of your shaft before running my nose tip along the length getting back to the head just as you had originally poked against my nose. My tongue finally licking and give a long slow drag of warm wet flesh to the base of the head before I kissed the tip. Giving it a hard and teasing suck before I open my mouth, leaning forward on my hands and knees to take in your length. my tongue rubbing against the base of the shaft as I sucked, rocking back and forth slowly each time letting you go just that much deeper with the next rock forward. Taking you inch by inch until that head touched the back of my throat. I stopped, eyes looking up to watch my Master as I rocked back rather than pushing down past that point and into my throat. my cheeks sucking in hard as the power of my lips tugs at your cock. My tongue never leaving the base. My sucking doesn’t go easier as I gets to the head. Purposely letting that suction be so intense around the most sensitive of places. I loved watching my Master as I torture you with my body and wanted to learn just how to drive you crazy. Even as you took your hands, tangling your fingers in my hair and thrusting hard and deep into my throat. Using me like the slave I am for your own pleasure.

Submissive Phone Sex Whore: My Pain is Your Pleasure

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex with me, puts you in charge of the call. I am a subby whore, so I do as I am told. I spoke with men all weekend who seemed obsessed with inflicting maximum pain to me. Now, with this being phone sex, I can only hurt myself so much. No one can hurt me like you can hurt me, so please understand, I cannot punch my own tit hard enough to pop a saline bag. If I did, the call would be over because I would likely pass out from the pain. It is bad customer service to pass out on a call. I am a good submissive slut, but I am also a good phone sex whore! I have a wide variety of objects and tools I can use to inflict pain of varying degrees. On the light pain spectrum, I have butt plugs, rather large dildos, kitchen spatulas, ropes, ice, candle wax, nipple clamps and silk scarves for my neck. If you want to inflict moderate pain, I have hat pins, my bare hands, safety pins, a wooden paddle, beer bottles to fuck my ass or pussy and a cat of nine tails. For more severe pain, I have cigars, belts, the heel of stiletto shoes and a vice grip attached to my coffee table to squeeze a tit. I am a pain slut and an obedient whore, but no one can abuse me like a man can; especially a woman hating mean son of a bitch. Most of my callers enjoy hearing me moan, not the good kind of moan either. They like to hear whimpers and cries too. Besides inflicting pain, I can humiliate myself for you too. I have licked the toilet seat. I have drunk my piss. I have exposed myself to neighbors. I have sucked objects clean that have been up my ass. I am your submissive whore, tell me what to do to please you Sir.

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When I came to, I was hogtied on the couch, my face all but buried in the back of it. I worked my way to a more breathable position, and heard someone walk into the room. Sexy bondageI started to panic, but apparently they weren’t in there for me just now. Then, it came back to me. I had been drugged, and through the haze that was my memory, visions of being tied up like this, having my skirt shoved up and hands probing into my cunt and ass appeared. I could remember the faces burying themselves in my pussy, cock being shoved down my throat until I threw up. I remembered my hands being pulled to the furthest that the ropes would allow, and a cock placed between them. Being made to stroke that cock off. Then, I remembered the cum – all over my face, my ass, inside of me. I felt dirty but hot and horny at the same time. What is it about being used and abused that turns me on so much?!Hardcore bondage