Im quite the popular nigger whore as of lately. I have so many superior white freaks that want to come and act out their violent race play fantasies with me. They want to violate all my nigger holes while I beg for their mercy. This is my specialty because I am the type of coon that wants my master to fuck me until my asshole is raw and my pussy is completely stretched out. I know you will not care if I beg and cry, Master. I will love how you use and abuse your nigger slut for your personal enjoyment. Master’s love it when a bitch like me does not have a say in which hole is getting used. Even though I do not deserve to choose I do have a favorite master that loves to hang me upside down while he is skull fucks his darky slave. Even when I pass out, I hope he does not stop ramming his cock into the back of my throat. When I wake up, I am choking and gagging on spit and dick! I am the perfect whore to select if you need a black bitch to submit and worship you like no other bitch can!!
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Extreme Fetish Phone Sex Submissive
I understand that we all have fetishes that get us excited, but today I want to talk to you about something a little wilder. Have you ever called a submissive pet like me for extreme fetish phone sex? I know that the word “extreme” is subjective, but when I use it, I am talking about the most out there, wild, twisted, and fucked up fetishes you have ever fantasized about. Use me. Degrade me. Abuse me. And I am not talking about soft abuse like spankings, hair pulling, and putting me in my cage for the night. Show me the meaning of the word extreme when you abuse and punish me.
Even though I’ve asked you to be super extreme with me, I still won’t tell you what to do to and with me. It’s not permitted when you’re submissive like me. All I know is that my purpose here on Earth is to make sure you get what you need, Sir. My Master tells me that if I don’t, I’m really going to regret it, and when he says that he really means it. Let me show you what a good girl I can be.
Submissive Whore Baseball Bat Abortions
Master’s baseball bat crashed into my swollen belly again. He was on an abortion warpath because his condom had broken while he was fucking me and my period was late. Master didn’t want any buns in my oven, he said I wasn’t any good that way. He was going to beat me to a bloody pulp, or at least until the swell in my belly vanished and blood seeped out from between my thighs. Master was enjoying beating me, I could see how hard his cock was through his pants, and I knew he would want to fuck me like a monster later when I could barely breathe.
It was tragic, I knew I had to have submissive phone sex later but my jaw would probably be too fractured to speak. Master would force me to mutter through muted lips, endure the pain. Nothing made Master happier than seeing his worthless little fuck slut torture dolly in worlds of pain. Anything to make me scream, it was like the snuff call that would never end. I knew it would never end, he would never grant me the sweet release of death. My life was meant to be my living hell. I didn’t have time to think about it as he swung up again with the bat.
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I want to be your extreme fetish phone sex princess. It gets my cunt all slippery wet when you treat me like trash. I’m ready to have you penetrate me with your huge cock. You can bet I will be begging you to bend me over and slide your meaty cock deep inside me while you call me every dirty name under the sun.
Last week you had me go out in public topless and made me find all kinds of guys to make me suck their cocks. You know I want you to be the one who takes control of me and fuck me with all kinds of brutal men. The meaner they are, the better it is for me. I’m ready to be a slave forever.
I’m A Worthles Primadonna
Master told me I was a worthless primadonna, the sort of whore he wouldn’t pay more than a dollar for! He paid less for me, actually. My last Master bet me on Penny Poker and somehow lost. A benefit for a submissive whore like me, as my new Master actually puts my worthless fuck holes to good use. I’m the dumbest cunt alive, or so Master Robert tells me. His perfect primadonna piggy, always preening to get fucked. I have to repeat that at the top of my lungs while he beats me with his grandmother’s old bullet rosary, so I never forget my place.
Master knows I can’t use my brain and I was only using men for my benefit before I got captured. Now, while trying to cross state lines, I’ve been swept away in a whirlwind of terrifying delight. I’m the submissive little bitch of any man that spits on me, but most of all for Master. He’s well seasoned and sadistic, and it makes me writhe with pleasure to know how much he gets off on my masochistic cunt.
Master makes me humiliate myself in public, and he made me quit my job so I could be his office piggy all day. He makes me fat on chocolate candies and then slaps my face for being such a chubby milfy fuck. I hope he never gets tired of my worn out whore pussy. I’d do anything to serve him, forever.
When Master doesn’t feel like going to the bathroom, I just open up and eat his shit because he takes such good care of me. He houses me, and keeps me clean and deloused. Otherwise, I’d be a feral female, and Master likes to capture those whores for his devious rape fantasies. Sometimes I wish I could still hold his attention like that. Instead, I’m his footstool primadonna pig!