I own you your my little toy I’m going to put you in a box. I want you to do everything that I tell you don’t ask me any questions, or you’re going to get punished. You’ve got to drain me lick my pussy and Rain my pussy good. I want you to slurp all over my hot wet cunt and make me feel good. I’m your owner, and you are my slave don’t worry about anything at all because they own you and you’re going to be my fucking slave babe. Do you know that you’re mine and I am your owner? If you do wrong, I’m going to punish you for sure, and I will fuck you with my strap-on because you’re such a hot bitch what you big ass tits I love your pussy, but I will make you eat mine all the fucking time. When I want to get you to fuck other guys, you will do it, and if you ask me questions, I’m going to make you pay. I want you to remember forever that you are my owner you must do whatever I tell you to without question. Do you have any slave do you fucking understand you no good nobody nothing slave?
Tag: Extreme fetish phone sex
Submissive Whores Playdate
Master told me he arranged a fun little playdate for me and another dirty bondage bitch, Robyn. He told me she was the perfect Southern subby whore. Master dragged us both down to his S&M sex dungeon by our bitch collars. Master handcuffed our wrists tightly and had us kneel for him to flog us with his leather cat o’ nine tails on our tight asses until they were welted and red. We were his bondage whores for the night!
Master then had us bend over exposing our tight pink cunts for him. He pulled out an enormous double ended dildo. He had us beg for us of fuck each other back and forth with it! Once he was satisfied with our begging, he first shoved one end inside Robyn’s throbbing wet cunt. She backed up right against my creamy wet pussy and Master shoved the other end of the dildo deep inside of me. Master whipped our backs and demanded that we fuck each other and rock back and forth as hard and fast as we can. We gladly fucked each other until our cunts squirted all over each other.
Hypnotized Submissive Whore
Master is a well-known hypnotist. He can get anyone to do anything he wishes! Little did I know, when I first met him as his secretary, he hypnotized me into becoming his submissive fuck slut. He put me into a deep sleep and had me repeat after him, “I will serve you completely and totally forever. I will belong to you and be your fuck slut whenever you wish. You own me. I am all yours.” In my deep slumber, Master brought me into his hidden dungeon in our office building.
He restrained my wrists, elbows and secured my ass with an anal hook so that I was unable to move. When master snapped his fingers, I woke up in a panic. I had no idea where I was but as soon as Master spoke, I felt like I was in a trance. I felt obedient beyond words. He tickled and whipped my body around and played with my wet cunt. I was to his and only his forever! His fuck toy! He shoved his cock in my mouth and made me gag and choke on it until he came deep inside my throat.
Aching For You
Every 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.
Public Humiliation
As 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!
Submissive Whore Torture
Sometimes 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
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.