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I Don’t want to get Deported

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My horny disrespectful boss wants me to think I’m a stupid motherfucker he’s always trying to break me down. It’s working I’m broken, and I don’t know what to do at this point but be his submissive slave whore. My boss Elliot tells me to show up at work late tonight he has been telling me that he wants my ungrateful ass to do extra work. My boss Elliott says I have to make up for all of the fucking ridiculous things that I’ve done at work or else I’m going to lose my job and I need my job, so I have no choice but to go into work. Elliott told me that I was in so much trouble if I didn’t do what he demanded of me I was told that I would get deported and that I would be subject to the gangs in Mexico. I’ll be getting my cunt fucked every single day at least 30 times. I won’t be getting paid by the fuckers that take my body unused me instead I’ll just be getting tossed around. I don’t want to deal with this fucker like this, so I guess I am going to have to follow what I am told to do. Nasty fucking bitches like me we get what we deserve that is what the gang leaders in Mexico say to me before I ran away. Now imma just a fucking cum-filled cunt Tramp. My boss is a scary motherfucker, but he’s not as frightening as the gangs in Mexico, so I’m ready to be his fucking slut I’m prepared to be his slave. I will suck his cock all the way to the boss and slobber over it any day before I get deported. I will even lick my balls asshole so that I won’t be in trouble are in Jeopardy of being sent back to Mexico which is my worst fear.

Aching For You

Submissive phone sexEvery part of me aches with want of You.  I want to feel Your strong hands against my soft skin.  The sweet lash of Your single tail whip against my back, thighs, and ass.  I want to feel the bite of clamps against my tender nipples.  Your harsh demeaning words ringing in my ears.  To feel the rope press into my flesh as You tie Your toy tight.

I have never craved something so much in my life.  I know how that all feels, how You work your magic over Your whore.  The stress positions that You leave me in for a time until I beg for You to allow me to do your bidding.  This cunt is Yours, and Yours alone.  It belongs to no-one but You.  Every shallow breath, each soft moan, each gasp, and each orgasm is Yours.  Yours to allow or deny. 

I am here for You.  What type of slut do You wish for me to be for You today Sir? W/we have played so many times and each time I hear Your voice I melt.  I love the role-plays that You think up.  Your slut enjoys her time with You.  Thank You Sir, for blessing me with Your voice, and Your time.  I am forever grateful.

Submissive Whore Tit Torture

submissive whoreSubmissive whore torture for me is having my big breasts tied up. Master never just ties up my boobs, however. I was not alone. He had his other slaves tied up too. I thought our boobs were bound for cum. Master is found of bukkake parties. Before the cum came he said, we needed to experience some pain. That could have meant anything to him. What it ended up meaning in that moment was hot wax nipple torture. He thinks hot white wax looks like dried cum and hot red wax looks like dried blood. He poured hot white wax all over my big boobs. It hurts intensely for a few moments, but then it cools off. Hours of this however, is the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. My boobs were on fire. I was starting to blister in sensitive places. I cried, but he smacked me. His other slaves were not fairing as well as me, and I was barely keeping my shit together. After he was done with the torture part of our encounter, he brought in several friends. They circle jerked on our sore boobs. The hot jizz he said would act as salve to heal the blistering skin. It only stung more. But we weren’t there for our pleasure. We were there for his. Just like when you call me, I am there for your pleasure only.

Public Humiliation

Submissive phone sexAs you all know I am looking for a Master, and I have been for quite some time now.  I have met many Men who think They can just do the BDSM thing, and it turns out that They can’t.  BDSM isn’t about just hurting someone, believe it or not what You can do and cannot do is completely up to the submissive.  If Your sub has a hard limit then do not cross it, there is a good reason for them to have it, so respect it.  I say all that because I recently had an experience which I was sorely disappointed in.

I know a few P/people in the scene who have guided me, taken me under their wing, so when T/they suggest S/someone that I should make contact with I do so, without question.  I texted the number that was given to me and received a reply.  W/we were going to meet up at a very nice Hotel in the downtown area.  He instructed me to wear a body stocking, heels, and a coat over top.  I went to the room and He was not there yet.  However, there was a lovely display of food and a handwritten note telling me He would be late, to relax and enjoy the food and drink.

I had been there only a few minutes when the door opened up.  He marched in, grabbed me by the back of the neck and pushed me to the floor.  Before I could even move he slapped a pair of handcuffs on me.  Then ordered me into the bedroom.  This was unheard of, He wasn’t familiar with me, nor was I familiar with Him.  Usually there is a conversation before any type of play, detailing what is expected.  He however, went right into it.  I knew then that He was not at all experienced, and did not know how to be a Dom, and this situation could turn dangerous very quickly.

I started to speak, with great respect, but He hauled off and smacked me across the face.  Now I was just pissed off.  I wasn’t going to give myself over to Someone who was this violent right from the get go.  I asked him to take the cuffs off, He once again slapped me hard across the face, my lip started to bleed.  I decided that if I didn’t want to risk being severely hurt I should just comply.  He shoved me onto the bed, grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

He told me to keep my head up, I did.  He put a collar on me along with a lead, then He used the lead to pull me off the bed.  It took me a moment to gain my balance.  He yelled at me to walk.  I started to walk around the room, but He pulled me so hard with the lead that I still have a mark on my neck from it.  He said, “No! We are going to go and walk the halls bitch!”  You see this a hard limit for me, I work at a very prestigious company and I did not want to run into S/someone I might know.

He pushed me out the door.  I was almost in tears at this point.  It was a mixture of being pissed off, embarrassed and completely humiliated.  He walked me up and down that hallway for at least twenty minutes.  He was berating me the whole time, I couldn’t help but think that there might be little ones in someone of those rooms and I certainly did not want to get arrested just because this ass clown didn’t know what He was doing.

We went down to the next floor, again, W/we marched up and down the hallway for the same amount of time.  W/we finally returned to the room, He took the collar off, pushed me down on the bed to position me on my back with my head hanging off the side of the bed.  Due to the fact that I was wearing a now torn body stocking I was slipping off, all  I could think of was hitting my head on the floor and breaking my neck.  Nothing about this play was safe, nothing.  He came on my face then took the cuffs off.

He smiled at me and asked me how I liked spending time with Him.  Since W/we were no longer in play mode I told that idiot off!  Men like Him cause severe damage and injury.  They are dangerous.  Tomorrow I am going to have to have a talk with the one who had me get in touch with Him in the first place.  Luckily, Those I speak to here know how to be a Dom, and for that I am grateful!

Office Submissive Sex

submissive sexSubmissive sex is what I am good at. I don’t just lay there like a dead fish. That is bored, not submissive. I like rough sex. I almost never complain when I am getting a hardcore fucking. I complained today, however, and was punished. My new boss hired me part time as an office sex doll. The only reason he hired me was because he knew I was a dirty slut. The kind of woman he could fuck whenever and however he wanted. Although that is true, I was not prepared to be anally fisted today. He made me bend over his desk. I must wear garter belts to frame my ass for him. No underwear. Just black garter belt and stockings. I was bent over waiting or his cock when I felt something much larger go inside my ass. I felt his rings. He didn’t start with one finger and work from there. He just put his entire fist, rings and all, right up my ass. My old master never fisted me. He didn’t want to ruin my holes. He didn’t want me to bleed or shit on him. This new boss wanted to hurt me until I cried. He told me there is no fun if I like what he is doing. I tried to pull away from him. I was screaming in pain. My ass has been fucked over the years, but not like that. When I managed to get away, he was livid. I saw the hatred in his eyes. He lunged at me and tried to choke me. “Bitch, you don’t pull away from me ever again or you will end up in the ER,” he screamed at me while his hands crushed my throat. He fucked my ass while choking me. I passed at one point, but he slapped me back awake. It was a violent fuck that left me bleeding and bruised up. I am still recuperating. I think I am in over my head with my new boss.

Submissive Whore Torture

submissive whoreSometimes I swear this submissive whore has a death wish. I keep getting myself into dangerous situations. I went to a guy’s house who I met in an online BDSM chat room this week. I know I am not supposed to trust strangers. I know you can never know some one you meet on the Internet, but I was craving abuse. I need constant attention from men. Even negative attention is attention. I showed up at the address he gave me. Everything seemed fine initially, but then I drank a glass of wine and woke up naked tied to this old fashioned rack in his basement. We were not alone. He had a group of men there, apparently who paid to do what they wanted to the stupid whore who showed up at a stranger’s house. I feared I might not survive the encounter. I did, but I didn’t return home unscathed.  Every male there got to do something to me. Some explored their rape phone sex fantasies, others went the torture and pain route. I was blindfolded, so I could only see shadows and hear men talking about what they wanted to do to me. As I laid there tied to the rack fearing I might be ripped in half, they joked about what they could do to me. They joked about tearing my limbs off and gangbanging my stump. They didn’t kill me, however there were times I wished I was dead. They whipped me with leather belts.  They jacked off on me. They force fucked me. They pulled my limbs until I cried from the pain. They pissed on me. They flicked the ashes of their cigarettes on me too.  I was let go, but I was informed if I called the cops or blasted them on social media, I would end up dead. Somehow, I knew it was true. I just feel lucky to be a live to tell about it.

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex

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He had an extreme fetish phone sex fetish he wanted to explore with me. Until last night, he had only explored his fetish with phone whores like me. I wanted to impress him, so I told him I would be his test dummy. I was a dummy because I never asked what his fetish was and that was a big mistake. I figured whatever it was, I likely had done it before as a submissive bitch to many men. I was wrong.  He wanted to fuck my urethra. He called it my fourth mommy fuck hole. Master never considered my pee hole a place for his cock. No other man had either, so this submissive whore was about to get the pain of a lifetime. He was a kinky man too. Before he fucked my pee hole, he squirted Ben-Gay into that tiny opening. It felt like I was pissing out glass. It burned badly. I was fighting back the tears and he had not even fucked the tiniest hole on my body yet. When he pulled out his cock, I almost fainted because he had a fat cock too. How the hell was that going in that hole, I wondered?  I started to have second thoughts. I went to leave, but he grabbed me and tied me down spread eagle. He had this sound device thing he said was for my fourth fuck hole. He was planning on taking my pee hole regardless of what I had to say. He shoved this metal device down my urethra first and I screamed bloody murder, but that was nothing compared to his fat cock down that same tiny hole. As he was fucking me, I could feel the blood and piss filling up my bladder. He pissed down my pee hole making it burn even more. It was sheer torture. I know I am a submissive sex whore, but I will never agree to that again.

Submissive Slut 24/7

submissive slutHe knew I was a submissive slut with one look. Guys just know. They do. I make eye contact, them my eyes drop because I am afraid. Afraid he will own me, afraid he won’t own me. I know that is contradictory, but what I want often gets me in trouble and I am rational enough to know that, but powerless to stop it. I wasn’t at a fetish club. It was 80s night at a local club. I went with some girlfriends. It was not supposed to be a submissive night. I was just having fun with my friends. But when you are a submissive whore, you can’t put your lifestyle on hold. He signaled me too him and I couldn’t resist. He had beautiful mistake written all over his face. I knew he was trouble, but I like bad boys. We danced for about 20 minutes, before he took me into the men’s room. There is only one reason a woman goes into a public men’s restroom.  I went willingly. I might as well have been wearing a t-shirt that said, “Down to Fuck.”  No woman gets treated well in a men’s room either. I was on all fours in a dirty bathroom. There was piss and water and bits of toilet paper sticking to my knees as I got sodomized in a stall. He tried to flush my face in the toilet, but I resisted. I didn’t want to go back to my friends looking like my head had been flushed in the toilet. I was trying to save face, but a subby bitch has no face to save. He made it clear that what I wanted didn’t matter. I knew it all along. I submitted to the humiliation he wanted to inflict on me.  I went back to my friends smelling like a toilet with cum running out of my ass down my legs. They just gave me the face palm and acted like they didn’t know me. That is why I rarely go out with friends. They are ashamed of me.

Cock Teaser

Bondage chat My Master Kidnapped a stupid young barely 21 drunk whore last night. He said she was acting like such a slut teasing all the guys at the bar. But when it was time to put out the bitch wouldn’t. so now Master says its time for some torture play on her cock teasing little ass. Lol, master says its time to teach a bitch a lesson. Master gave me permission to be a little sadistic domme over and get her nice a warmed up for his cock. Surely I am happy as a pig in shit to do such a thing for Master. And when he went a step further and gave me full permission to do whatever I want to do to her I could feel my cunt start to drip down my thigh. Right off the bat I stripped the little bitch down and started licking and biting at her nipples and sloppy cunt. This drunk ass bitch gave me some fight at first but as drunk as she was I few good punches to her cunt and tits turned her into a whining cooperative little slut. Watching her cry on the floor begging for me to not hurt her only made me want to hurt her more. I kicked opened her legs forcing my fingers deep in her into I could make a fist. Without mercy, I started fisting this bitch I wanted to put my arm in there elbow deep and I fucking tried with all my might. But before I could my arm in elbow deep the bitch started to bleed as I ripped her insides opened. She was screaming which only made me fist fuck her harder. I looked up and noticed how hard Master’s cock was as he stroked it in his hands. It was time for Master’s fun. I dragged her over to the post and tied her up tightly stepping away to let Master have his fun.

Master

Submissive sex chatWhat is a whore like me to do? Master comes in and tells me to slip off my thigh high see-through lacy robe. He commands me to lay my naked body down on the carpet and spread my legs spreading my cunt lip with my fingers. His hand touches my flesh sending waves of shivers throughout my entire submissive body. I close my eyes and fall into a sub-space trance. His hands rubbing on my cunt. I growl and moan as he slides his fist in my cunt. I can feel him pushing tearing my flesh until his fist is deep inside me. I scream feeling his fist twist and turn. My cunt gushing everywhere I cannot stop squirting all over the fucking place.