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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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She Loved Submitting To Cock Also

It’s not every day I get a call from a crossdresser, sissy or just transitioning t-girls. I’m usually just getting men that want to be my Master. That’s what I have been used to, after all I am a sub slut. I am a humiliation princess always ready to take what you have for me. I deserve this because I am just a dumb useless cunt. I am ok with that. I admit my pussy gets wet even from anticipating what you are going to have for me. I love to serve master, worship that cock and suck those balls. I have great joy to act out and hear the erotic submissive stories you bring me. I love the roleplay’s and the complete submission I have for you. But I have had a couple special callers that just wanted to share how much they love to serve and submit to cock also. They dress for the cock. They are more girlier than I will ever dream to be. I have to admit that yeah, I could feel threatened by something as hot as these gals. They put so much into being beautiful. I am just almost a bit tomboyish. It’s so much fun though to hear their excitement. I think it would be great to share a big hard cock with one of these sissies I get to share experiences with. I want to know how much you sissies love cock. I want to worship cock with you sissies and share the first time stories you have for me. It’s exciting to talk to other submissives, almost as exciting as being commanded and dominated by my masters.

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Milf Robyns’ Erotic Submissive Stories

erotic submissive storiesErotic Submissive stories are what makes life go round. I enjoy submitting to a new Master in an Audition in A BSDM friendly restaurant and Bar. I dressed in a black button-down dress with a tiny thing and stockings and heels. I made sure to wear my chains attached to my nipple piercings and my belly button hoop. I simple chain ran around my neck connecting the submissive ensemble. I had my bare ass pre spanked so I could show my marks off as a subby slut to make a good impression. I had wanted to entertain Master frank for a while now. I would bow at Frank’s feet as I had permission to submit from my husband. Training is never complete for this slave. As he ordered me a drink and asked me how I would serve him in public. I sat on the stool and opened my legs showing of my clit piercing and asked if I could perform for him here. I walked to the ladies’ room removed my panties and walked back with my black thong dangling and kneeled on my knees and presented them to him. I played with my clit and gave the audience a nice show. We moved to a table with a clear glass top to order and I was commanded to give the waitress and orgasm as every button was opened on my dress reveling my naked, chain laced body. I pumped my pussy until he orders the waitress to slowly drip the candle from the tables wax all over my tits. It did not take long to cum for her at all. I fed my new master his meal as I jerked his cock off under the table. All in all, I say this submissive whore did well and looks forward to serving in any way she can for Master Frank!

Submissive Phone sex is all I Got

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is all I have right now. I can’t see my master. I can’t go to my fetish clubs. Hell, I can’t even find a guy on Tinder to come over and fuck me. Since I am not working my other job right now, I am on the phone a lot more. Some of my callers are really sadistic too. That is not a complaint, however. I am doing my best to be an obedient phone sex submissive. It is all I have, and I need to be a slave. I need to be abused. I had a new caller last week that honestly made me glad we had only met on the phone. He was the kind of sadistic man a submissive slut hopes she never meets in person. He had me beat my tits. Nonstop smacking of my big fake boobs. He wanted no excuses like they are fake so don’t bounce as much. He wanted to hear my hand against my tits. He wanted me jumping up and down too so they would smack me in the face. I had a headset on because I didn’t want to drop the phone, but he made me take it off because it muffled the sound of my tits smacking against my body. I dropped the phone a few times and that just pissed him off. I had to smack my face a few times to make amends. He was like a drill sergeant. It was the longest 20 minutes of my life. I figured he was a one and done kind of caller, but he called me back two days later and made me do the same shit just with more intensity. My tits have never hurt that much from a call. I have never been out of breath from a call either. I’m not complaining though. Submissive sex on the phone is all I got. 

Mystery Master

Submissive whoreThe one job I have learned above all else is to obey. My body is not mine to control nothing is when it’s always owned by someone else. The other day I met the man who is now pulling my strings so to speak. I serve him first thing in the morning from when he goes to bed. It seems simple at first glance, but this Master of mine will punish me whether I do things correctly or not. He really likes to grab me in the middle of chores and strip me down and test out ideas he has. I’ve learned he likes to test out torture methods, I think he likes to make me afraid my fear arouses him. I can never be sure I can not read him, it so hard not knowing if I’m being a good girl. Of course, maybe I never was, I was raised knowing I was replaceable. I had wondered why Daddy gave permission for this new mystery Master to take claim to me. Maybe I am to be disposed of? Has my use ran out?