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Erotic submissive stories

erotic submissive storiesI have so many steamy erotic submissive stories for my callers. My pussy gets so wet telling them about my wild and kinky lifestyle. I’m a very obedient and well trained mommy slut. I have years of experience as a submissive mommy slut. I have been serving my son since he was very young. His father taught him how to be a dominant stud and own my wet mommy cunt! Even now that he is grown and has his own family, he sneaks over to my house all the time to have fun with mommy. He will walk right into my house and command me to get on my knees and suck his cock. He makes me beg for his cum. Making him mom look him in the eyes as she swallows his cum, turns him on more than anything! He’s always looking for men with massive dicks to fuck me. He wants to watch mommy’s soaked pussy cream all over that big dick. After he lets these men fuck me, he punishes Mommy for being such a cum slut. I love being his submissive cum slut Mommy.

 

A Submissive Slut in Stockings

submissive slutThis submissive slut has a pantyhose and stocking fetish. Ever since I was a little girl, I was keenly aware that men love a woman in stockings, pantyhose, or thigh highs. My mother wore stockings and garter belts. She looked so beautiful and sexy in them. I would watch her pull the stockings up each leg, affix the snaps, then adjust the seams. She always slipped on a pair of sexy high heels afterwards and walked around the house teasing my father. My dad was an asshole, however. A mean and dominant man who enjoyed abusing his wife, especially in front of his daughter. He would rip her stockings off and tie her to the bed with her own stockings. He would humiliate her, saying things like sexy lingerie will never class up a gutter slut like you. When she left us, she took all her pretty things with her. I was sad. When I got older and my legs got longer, I purchased my own stockings and garter belts. Now, my fetish for nylons is appreciated by my master. My master is old school. When I am wearing black stockings and high heels, he is on his knees caressing my feet, smelling them, even kissing them. Something erotic to him about a slave in stockings. He loves the way my ass looks framed by the garter belt too. He starts to realize he is showing a weak side of himself and he throws me over his knee for some bare bottom spankings on my perfectly framed ass. Often, he will tie me up with my stockings too. He will rub his cock against my silky legs, or maybe make me give him a foot job in my sexy stockings. He loves seeing his slave in black stockings, but he will never let me get the upper hand, even though he is weak for women in stockings, pantyhose and thigh highs.

 

All I Have Now is Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex calls. I have been a submissive paralegal for a lawyer for several decades. This is the longest we have been apart. Before Corona, we maybe did not see each other for three days, but this has been over three months now. I am used to being tied up and abused almost daily. Not having my master around to tie me to my office chair and bind my tits is depressing for me. I need alpha males in my life. I need to be controlled. I did something surprising for a submissive woman. I hired a male escort. Not to fuck me. I can get that for free even during a pandemic. What I cannot get is the abuse, bondage and dominance I need as much as oxygen. I paid a man to abuse me and treat me like shit. That is fucked up for some women, but not for a submissive whore. Dominic pretended to be my boss master. He used me as his office fuck pig. We pretended that I messed up some legal papers. I was dressed in a slutty secretary outfit.  I put on fishnet thigh highs, teased my hair, and wore a mini skirt and a tube top. I looked more like a street walker than a secretary. I sat on my home office desk masturbating with a memo holder as my boss skull fucked me. I bent further over the desk, spread my ass cheeks and told him to punish my asshole. He rammed his dick in my puckered asshole with no lube. A hardcore ass fucking is an understatement. My pretend master violated my asshole with his cock, that memo holder with my cunt juice still on it and his fist. He tortured my fuck holes harder than my real master ever would, but it was just the submissive sex fix I needed.                     

 

A Submissive Whore Remembers

submissive whoreI have been a secretary and a submissive whore for a lawyer for almost two decades now. This virus has benched our relationship sadly. And a subby whore needs alpha males in her life daily. I have been reflecting on my relationship with my boss and master lately. I have lots of extra time on my hands. I met my boss when I was a scared and abused wife with two little ones in diapers. I was in a store and my credit card declined. I burst into tears because I knew my husband had drank away the food money. A handsome much older man paid for my groceries. I went back to my one-bedroom apartment and masturbated thinking of him. I knew he had strong hands and I wondered how good they would feel around my throat or spanking my ass. I knew he was married. I saw the ring on his finger, but he was the first man to be nice to me. I did not even know his name or if I would see him again. I did not until almost 2 years later. I ran into him in a corner store in downtown New York. That second encounter changed my world. I found out he was a lawyer from California, in town for a case just like the last time. He took me out that night. I got a babysitter because my husband was MIA on a drunken bender. He took me to a BDSM club. A very elite club. Membership only. I would have done anything for him. I wanted and needed rescued. That night, he watched as men used me. They spanked me. They choked me. They restrained me and they fucked me. He was impressed that I was a good submissive slut. He made me a proposition I could not refuse. Leave my husband, move to California, get trained as a paralegal and be his office whore. He paid for my move. He paid for my education. He set me up in a house. He even helped me get a divorce. Almost twenty years later, and I am still his slave. I am your slave too, however. My master finds it hot that he gets to share me with all of you men.

Submissive whores In Cars

Submissive WhoreSubmissive whore in a car is nothing new. I still love a good car fuck. Last night I was on this date with a very shy man who I really wanted to suck and fuck. He bought me a nice dinner and we discussed his work and interest. What we never discussed was that he found me on fet life and he skirted sexual conversation the whole meal.But my pussy was throbbing and I held my legs together clamped shut. He was so shy that when he put his hand on my leg in the car He was trembling. I thought it was sweet and he even asked if I wanted to go to his place. His shyness wore off as soon as we hit his garage. He pulled me out of his car still trembling and as the garage door lowered he whispered he was going to hurt me. I was forced into a pink maids uniform and the rope appeared from nowhere. Being bound and used is nothing new to me and that ache inside me grew. One finger dipped inside my cunt as he tied my legs up. I was made to lick myself and tell him if it was a good pussy for Master! I said yes and he slapped me and pushed me to my knees. “You forgot to say Sir Bitch!” and his long cock was released from his pants. I made quick work on taking his dick inside my mouth even though I was secured tightly. He pumped with a rage that I hadn’t seen in a while. Tears came to my eyes as he pushed me to his balls and gagged me at what seemed forever. Finally he began to twitch in my throat and before I passed out My mouth sucked and rewarded me with a belly of cum. I was thrown in the trunk and I knew I was in trouble… Bdsm Phone sex

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Bondage and Submission Whore

bondage and submissionBondage and submission are what I do best. I miss being tied up. I can bind my feet and my tits. Sometimes I can get my hands tied behind my back, but not tightly enough that I can not get loose. Bondage clubs are still closed in my state, but it is getting easier to get someone to come over. My master has not summoned me back to work yet, so I can still feed my need for bondage with Tinder encounters. It is just that master cannot know or things will get ugly for me quickly. He is very picky about who handles his bitch. Tony is not a BDSM master. He is just a kinky guy who likes to experiment. When he came over last night, he was surprised to see that I was who I claimed to be. I had not cat fished him. He found me attractive and in good shape. He thought only nasty old whores or strung out bitches would fuck a random stranger off a phone app. I told him that I was a submissive whore. I needed more than I was getting and more than I could give to myself. We talked for a while, then I broke out my treasure chest of BDSM goodies. He had to Google what some of the things were, but he was aroused at the thought of me being his captive slave. He tied me up. Tied me up great for a novice. I have rope burns. I have cum stains on my ropes too. He was jizzing all over my bound body.  I have cum matted in my hair and dried cum all over my body. I even have some whip marks on my back. For a novice, I think Tony missed his calling. He was harsher on me than my own master. I think I woke him.

Porn Star Dancing

Submissive Phone SexWhen Barry came to me and said he had a job that didn’t require touching any dirty old men or stuffing any of their cocks in between my pouty lips, you can bet I was in. It was stripping, of course. I find I end up at the local strip joints all too often when cash gets tight.
Barry owns the one closest to me, really the nicest one in town, and asks me to work when he’s short. Tonight he was extremely short, and the place was packed. I decided that to earn a little extra cash, I’d let the men bid on the songs I was going to dance to. I got the entire pot, and I didn’t care which mumble rapper or hair metal song was chosen.


Of course, with my luck, the first one up was that old Akon song talking about how much he wants to fuck the stripper. I slowly pulled off my chiffon top, revealing nothing beneath. A long, low wolf whistle pierced through the racket as I shimmied my way out of my skirt.


As I started gliding my barely dressed body up and down the pole, my eyes met the whistles. I almost instantly dropped my knees; what a fucking man. He made a beckoning gesture, so I sauntered my way through the crowd to him. He patted his lap, and handed me two nicely folded, crisp Ben Franklin’s.


Into his lap I went, as the music blasted around us. It was only then that I realized he had his cock pulled out, and he was pulling my little thong to the side. He slipped into me before I even knew what was happening, and I just kept winding and grinding up on him. Surprisingly enough, before the end of the song was even over, I felt like I was ready to cum.


He had his hands around the front of me, tweaking at my nipples, and growling in my ear how badly he had wanted to fuck me since the first time he saw me here. As the song ended, and the next girl took the stage, he held me firmly. One hand around my throat, the other on my hip, and I continued to bounce on his cock along to the music.


My cunt was dripping like a waterfall and there was nothing I could do to hide how fucking turned on I was. I glanced around nervously, wondering if any of the other patrons realized what was going on. From the shit eating grin on their faces, it was obvious that they did. Three songs later, I felt him explode inside of me.


I screamed, but thankfully the music covered it up. As I went to walk away, he handed me a business card with only an address and another three hundred. Written on the back of his card was that he had a pole installed in his office, and he expected me there tomorrow morning, dressed exactly the same. There’s no way I could refuse. I didn’t even know his name.

Erotic Submissive Stories With Bo

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Oh, hello there. How are you, Sir? Do you want to hear about some of the experiences I’ve had? Oh, I’d love to tell you some erotic submissive stories. I am such a good girl and I will always do what’s best to please my Master. Once you hear some of the things I’ve been told to do and then I’ve done them with a smile on my face. It’s just who I am as a person and I’d love to tell you so you can be my new Master, if you find that I am worthy enough.
I’ll just tell you a bit about one of the first Masters I ever had. He instructed me to sit on my knees with my nose in the corner until he wanted me. When he called for me, I would crawl over and ask him what I could do to make him happy. Sometimes he would want nothing more than a blow job. But sometimes, he would tell me to crawl into his bedroom and put on the outfit he’d laid out for me. Once I did that, that’s when the fun would begin. Sometimes it would just be him using my body, but sometimes he’d bring over a bunch of his friends. Oh boy, that was so much fun. Call me, Sir, and let me tell you all about it.

Fucked at the club

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The Cool Liquid in the Yellow bottle sent me on a trip so nice. I bumped and grinded against the master. The Beat of the song pulsed through my bottle at the swingers club. I could feel the hardness of his cock rubbing against me. I know that he was close to his limit of me teasing him. I bit my bottom lip and rubbed my ass harder against him. The Alcohol had made me even more of a tease. He grabbed me by the arm and twisted it behind my back. I let out a soft moan as he leads me off the dance floor to a nearby couch. He pushed me down on the leather-covered couch and ripped my dress up and pulled my panties down. He Stabbed his cock deep in my pussy hole and fucked me to the beat of the song until his body shuddered and unloaded in my pussy. I love it when he fucks me in public!

Submissive Sex with Another Sub

submissive sexSubmissive phone sex slaves make friends with the slaves of their master’s friends. Kim is my best friend. Our masters know each other. They went to college together and shave a love for dominating and owning women. Although neither of us can fuck other men, neither master has forbidden us from playing with each other. She is sick of being at home too, so I invited her over. She packed a bag and has been here for a few days. Since we are both subs, we enjoy pain. Guess what? A woman can be crueler than a man any day. I think because we are competitive with one another. Kim and I, however, have a special bond. We promised when we first met that we would never compete. We promised each other that if our masters made us fight each other, we would fake it. Kim and I having been exploring the world of sensual domination together the past few days.  She is a bondage whore like me. Her master is far tougher on her than mine. He is younger too. Anything we do together is designed to get us off. We mix vulnerability with a bit of pain and discomfort. I found her sweet spot last nice when I had her tied up. I used my vibrator on her cunt and ass, but it was her ass that made her squirt. She was tied up, helpless, forced to trust me and squirting all over my bed as I worked the vibrator in and out of her ass while pinching her nipples. We switched places, and I had to trust her. She fucked me with a big strap-on. I was blindfolded with my wrists and legs bound. My cunt was wet as she had her hands around my throat squeezing while she thrust in and out of my pussy. She found my sweet spot too. It has been nice exploring bondage games with a sexy woman. I may dread going back to reality, lol.

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