I am Sirs Cock worshiping slave slut. I belong in chains and ropes and only allowed to use my fuck holes to give that cock its due praises. I have been restrained for play. Today is a fresh day out if bondage and I have made his cock cum twenty-two times in the past two days. I am nothing but a slut. Mother, and wife are only subtitles for a older slave who is domesticated. I am being trained to give my body to my son. He is making his way to be a dominant and will have a slave girl bought for him soon at auction. I will be training her to be my son’s live in slave. She will be young, how young I can not say here, but old enough to breed like I was. House slaves are a different breed and one must account for being a fake normal woman to the outside world. My job is to introduce her to spankings and bondage in between the massive amounts of fucking my Husband and master will give her beside my son. Only when she is ripe enough will she be taught household day to day activities with her slave bracelets firmly attached. Nipple and pussy lip weights will be her new attire. She must be prepared to never embarrass her master and quickly think on her feet. Our Masters must never be exposed or embarrassed. His and her daughters will be slaves like mine are destined to be. Its not just a physical fuck for this milf phone sex bondage mommy. Its a way of life and a mind fuck as well.
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Milf Phone Sex Teen Gang Bang
Do you like submissive milf phone sex sluts? My son and his friends do. I was hosting a holiday party for my son and daughter. It was part of their Christmas gifts. With California shutting everything down again, they have been isolated from their friends. Virtual school sucks ass for them, and I am not much help. We have a tumultuous relationship, but I do try. I dressed up in a Mrs. Claus outfit and my son and daughter were embarrassed. They thought I was trying to seduce their male friends and accused me of throwing the party for my own selfish needs. I will admit to flirting with some teen studs, but I am an owned bitch. I have been in trouble for fucking around with Tinder dates already. Master would not be keen on me robbing the cradle either. After I made sure everyone was happy with food and drink, I exited to my room. I sincerely did not want to embarrass my son and daughter. I fell asleep on my bed watching some sappy Hallmark Christmas movie. The next thing I know, I am being yanked from my bed by some horny teen boys who smelled like liquor. I served virgin eggnog and fruit punch. Either some one brought liquor, or my son opened my wine cabinet. My son was acting as the ringleader. He told his friends they could fuck me. I was fighting them, but I was not strong enough sober to fight off 8 horny drunk teenage boys. They ripped my cute dress off my stacked body and took turns fucking me. Sometimes, I had two or three cocks in me at once like a gangbang phone sex whore. The boys came inside me, joking about knocking up an old bitch. The pissed down my throat and smacked my titties around. They were having fun. It did not matter that I was sore and tired and not wanting any of it. In the end my son and daughter enjoyed their party. I, however, am still recuperating.
Submissive Sex Christmas Party
I was invited to a submissive sex Christmas Party. I was not the only sub there. Everyone had to wear a mask but us, so I was not sure what was going on. A holiday party or a sex party? I was ready for either. Of course, I should know better. I was not going to be invited to a real party. Me and the other submissives were there for the guests. We had to service the male partygoers in anyway they wanted. Some guys wanted to be sucked off. Some wanted their assholes cleaned. Some wanted to relieve themselves in or on us. Most guys just wanted to smack us around, and force fuck a submissive whore. I did not know these men. Even Santa Claus was there to fuck us bitches. We spent the first few hours serving as cum guzzlers and piss whores. The men were drinking so much, and they did not want to wait for the bathroom. Why would a man wait when he has a skank like me who will open her mouth like a toilet? I did not mind it as much as the other Santa’s helpers did. I do not mind being degraded. I was born for this world. When they got drunker, they became more violent. Suddenly, they were wanting more than to piss in a bitch’s mouth. They wanted to make us into anal sex whores. I got down on all fours with no problem. The other bitches had to be forced on their knees. I was going for the queen sub at this party. I need to get back in master’s good graces. I let Santa and his friends force fuck my asshole. I was Santa and his friends’ favorite whore. The other girls did not act like they enjoyed it. I am a good whore. No matter how rough you treat me. No matter how hard you degrade me. No matter how hard you fuck me, I will say thank you sir, and ask you to give me more.
Forced Fucked Submissive Whore
To be fair, I have been a submissive whore my whole life. Men have forced fucked me many different times. Starting with my pops, and men who were supposed to look after me, like teachers, counselors and even a doctor once. I knew that my body was for pleasing mens cocks and I found out later as I was bartered for by my husband, now master, that I should serve a man in every way. But I wasn’t sexually experienced enough for him in the first years of our marriage. So he would send me out on these house cleaning jobs to Masters. Now I didn’t realize this until the fourth or fifth time. Call me a late bloomer as a sex slave. I would try to resist the sexual advances of these dominant men and They would force me with strength and violence even when I was pregnant. They would make me suck them off and be telling me exactly what to do. I received piss shots to my face and was made to lick dirty hairy ass holes clean.
It was the fourth sexual encounter of such that I was severely beaten and put in the back of one sadistic Masters Benz. I had kept all these forced sexual encounters to myself and my Husband/Owner never asked about bruises or split lips. But this one man had bound me and beat me after he fucked my brains out that I was crying. I came in a crying fit and thus he told me you were a good girl and picked me up and put me in the trunk and When he opened it I was in my own garage looking up at my master. Everything came crashing down on me and I realized that this would be my life forever.
I get off on rape phone sex fantasies now, because I lived it and My pussy and body react well.
I Will Be a Submissive Whore Again by Christmas
Do you want a submissive whore for Christmas? I promise to be whatever you want or need. Master thinks I have lost my sense of place. According to him, quarantine has spoiled me. He is right. I have lost my way, so I am back on Tinder. Do not tell Master. He would be upset that I am violating stay at home orders. But am I? I am still at home. The dudes are coming to me. I make sure the men know I am a submissive woman. I know I need to get back in the game. This is the longest I have gone without some extreme humiliation and hardcore treatment. I am making up for it too. Men who do not know me, have an easier time using me. Last week, I had two different guys who helped get me back to my submissive roots. Tyler is a 25-year-old milf hater. Mommy issues, maybe. Or maybe just a young misogynistic guy. There were no pleasantries when he arrived. He stripped me naked and dragged me into my bathroom. He flushed my face in the toilet a few times until I was spitting up toilet water. Then he pissed in my face. He did not want to fuck a diseased whore (what he called me). He did want to humiliate me with some toilet sex, however. I hate bathroom play. He reminded me what a submissive slut I am. The next guy to come over was a seasoned master. He was in his late 30s and hated me at hello. Now, this guy fucked me. He fisted me too. He had no problem gaping my asshole and cunt. No problem filling me with cum too. One guy left me smelling like an outhouse. The other guy left me sitting on an ice tray for several days. I am getting back to my submissive roots quickly. I will be a good slave again by Christmas.