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Young mommy cum dumpster

Submissive phone sex

 

My son has turned me into his cum dumpster.  He is so young but most the time his balls just shoot air instead of actual cum.  However, a time or two the real thing has squirted out. So now he is obsessed with the idea of trying to make cum shoot out of his little boy cock either on me or in me. I find it quite entertaining.

My husband punishes me if I actually laugh at our son but sometimes, I simply can’t help it. On one hand the vigor that my son seems to have in regard to treating me like come dumpster is entertaining but on the other hand it’s a huge turn on. I’m really expecting one day to laugh so hard I climax.

This mommy is always willing to let him practice learning how to shoot his load properly. Even if my husband wasn’t forcing me to be my sons pleasured doll I would still gladly do it.  The simple fact that all I have to do is think about my son’s baby boy cock or how his little fingers shove in an out of my mommy cunt and I get soaking wet……

Submissive Slut On and Off the Phone

submissive slutThis submissive slut is on a staycation. My master and boss gave me the rest of the month off with pay. I miss being used at work. I am a pain slut and a humiliation junkie; but not working at the office means I have more time to play on the phone. One of my favorite regulars called me last night and had me inflict some self-abuse that still stings. I am a good obedient whore. On the phone or in person, I do as I am told. My caller sometimes like to talk and swap stories and sometimes he wants me to hurt myself. Last night, he was in a hurt me mood. I needed to have a few items for him. I gathered up my butt plug, a dildo and a hairbrush. I stripped naked and put the plug up my ass. I was sitting on the floor, so I felt the plug in my ass. Our session began with whacks to my nipples. Ten whacks on each nipple. Then I repeated the whacks. My nipples were red and puffy. Sore but my cunt was wet. I took the hairbrush bristles and dug them into my tits too. I felt that, but my pussy was still wet. The hairbrush on the soles of my feet is what I really felt, however. A mixture of whacks to my arch and heel, followed by the bristles against the soles of my feet made my feet sensitive. So, when I slipped on a pair of heels, my feet were sore. I walked around wobbly. My sore nipples were erect. What made me the wettest, also created the most pain. He had me spank my pussy with the back of the brush. Another ten whacks then another ten more. That was followed with pushing the bristles into my clit and lips. If my caller was there, he would have smelled my arousal. I was a good submissive whore for him and I liked it.

MILF Phone Sex Slut Gets a Beating

milf phone sexMilf phone sex sluts are subs too. You might be surprised to hear that many young boys want to dominate mommy. Master arranged such a situation for his teen nephew. I got to be the sexual surrogate for his own mother. I thought it sounded fun. In my mind, I thought it couldn’t be too bad, right? The boy is in high school. Younger boys normally aren’t as vicious as their daddies. I think I just met the next Ted Bundy. This boy was young, but already a sociopath. I don’t think my master had any clue the boy was this evil. Before he could fuck me, he had to punch me in the face a few times. He said I look better black and blue. The sight of my blood turned him on. Not old enough to drink legally but beating up a mature woman and making her bleed gets his dick hard. He choked me too. His idea of foreplay was making me bleed and cry. Once he made me cry, he was ready to fuck me. Little prick didn’t last long. I was relieved. For him, the sexual pleasure came from beating me and making me cry. I returned to my Master, bloodied, sore and full of cum. Master was appalled. He wants his submissive whore to look pretty and presentable. He was doing a favor for his brother. He was not happy that a his nephew made his prized subby look like a punching bag. Now, I can’t work the front desk until my face heals. But master can still fuck me. I may not be presentable for clients, but master fucked me many times over my desk. He didn’t want to look at my face, but he had no problem getting hard to fuck me from behind. Maybe he liked me being beaten after all.

Submissive Slut Milf Slave Ramblings

submissive slutThere is nothing hotter than a submissive slut Milf. A woman who bore offspring to the masters and has been under his command for many years. I am a rope bunny and A pain slut on top of everything else. Everything else has been to seek solace with my sons’ cock for a very long time. And when he got old enough to dominate me, I turned to my girls as a pleasure source. I have never known a life without submission. I know what I am. I belong at the feet of my master, cleaning up his bathroom needs cleaning his boots with my hair. And if he commands me to turn my lovelies over to be fucked. I have no choice. I gave up my own free-thinking when I was sold off to my now husband master. You would never know it to look at me, I am his and my sons and I am the seeker of pain and punishment. My darling Angles shall follow in my footsteps. It’s a good life to have. My pussy gets wet for pain, and I need my girls to know this is the way, the only way women are supposed to be. One day they to will be a slave in the hands of a big-dicked master!

Bondage Phone Sex Photo Shoot

bondage phone sexI love being a bondage phone sex whore. It is hard to tie myself up, but I can bind my tits at least and my ankles. I got into bondage decades ago. Most of the official masters I have had in my life have enjoyed tying me up. I frequent bondage clubs and I recently started doing some fetish bondage photo shoots. Nothing professional. Pretty much just horny men who want to pay me to tie me up and take photos for their spank bank. I answer ads on this knock off site of the Back Pages. Lewis had a foot fetish. He wanted to pay me to bind my feet and cum on them. Of course, he wanted to take photos too. I knew master wouldn’t find out. A girl must make a living, right? Master pays me, but I have two teens and everything they want, and need, is expensive. So, I started moonlighting. Most of the men have been pretty tame. I figured a foot fetish guy would be the tamest of them all. I was wrong. It went vanilla like I thought initially. My feet and hands were bound. He jacked off on my feet a few times, taking pictures. He excused himself to the other room, leaving me tied up and covered in his sticky goo. When he came back, he was not alone. I never heard anyone else in his place. They had been as quiet as church mice. Five teenage boys, presumably his sons, entered the room where I was with their cocks in their hands. They started stroking their cocks over my bound body. It was like something out of a bukkake phone sex scene. Horny teen boys nutting all over my body. If they had just cum on my feet that would have been fine, but they gang banged me too. I did not agree to that, but I was tied up. Not much I could do to stop them. Lewis wanted pictures of teenage boys fucking me. I don’t think he ever cared about my feet.

Bare Bottom Spankings For Mommy

bare bottom spankings

I did a bad thing. Something that got me more than just sexy bare bottom spankings.  I tried to go out with my girlfriends and leave my brats home alone. My husband, who is my master, was working late so I thought I would get away with it. I came home drunk off my ass and very horny so I tried to sneak in my sons room to have some teen cock. I didn’t know my husband was waiting in my boys room with his flogger at the ready. I tried to run but my son caught me at the door and tied my hands to the doorknob. My husband and son were both laughing as the flogger came out and my husband flogged my bare ass after my son pulled up my skirt and my panties down. I was busted as My son told Master that I had been fucked tonight. that enraged both of them and my throat and ass tore up from the floor up for the next couple of hours as I was spanked, choked and gapped. I really should learn my place. Or I get Punished as a pain slut should and my holes forced fucked. 

Submissive Slut for School Boys

submissive slutI was born to be a submissive slut. It seems like wherever I go, I meet dominant men. I was not trying to get into trouble Friday night. I went to my son’s high school basketball game. He didn’t want me there. He never wants me at his school functions because I embarrass him. Some of his schoolmates have seen my phone sex site and tease him. They recognized me from prior school events. Even if they are not old enough to call me, they know what a subby bitch I am. I just wanted to see  my boy play. I dressed down and even tried to just blend in with the other parents. I never made my presence known to my son. As I was leaving, two high school boys approached me. They followed me to the car asking lewd questions. I walked fast because I didn’t want to embarrass my son any further. The two boys prevented me from getting into my car. They grabbed my tits and my ass. They called me names and asked me if I let my son cum all over me like a nasty whore. I begged for them to let me go home, but they wanted to have their way with the nasty milf. They ripped my clothes off and fucked me on the cold pavement of the school parking lot. After they nutted in me, they told me to go home and take a shower. They threatened me if I told anyone, even my son. At the time, I felt ashamed and broken, but when I was in the hot shower, I got aroused. I started masturbating realizing that I love being a nasty submissive sex milf. Maybe, I need to hang out at the high school more often. Lots of young virile studs with mommy issues who can put me in my place.

Female Bondage P-Mommy

Female bondage

I guess my husband wasn’t too happy that me and the girls got addicted to the dildo pumping bike. I got no housework done so I am now in female bondage with my two girls awaiting our spankings and the rest of our punishments.  I dared to ask what he thought was going to happen when his horny wife was alone with such a contraption? That’s when I got a shot of piss to my face and my gag put in my mouth and tightened. My punishment was not being allowed to suck his cock because both of my girls were going to be giving deep throat and having their little pussies opened up and mommy was not allowed to sooth them or control the damage. I tried to wiggle over to them but my ass was wacked with the whip and I let out such a moan of pain behind my ball gag, that I got another. My husband opened my legs and called me a dirty whore for cuming on myself. And now I am in my cage with a ball of wax on my clit still bound and hopeless.

Vibrating Panties for the Whore’s Pussy

Submissive SlutMy master came home and decided we were going to go out to eat. I was thrilled, I love being in public with him. However, when he threw me a bag and told me to put them on, I knew it was not going to be any ordinary dinner. I opened the bag and inside were a pair of vibrator panties with a remote control. He told me to wear the shortest skirt with the panties so that I could spread my legs and let everyone view my whore pussy. I had heard of these but never wore them. Apparently, it is a butterfly vibrator placed inside the panties with a remote control to change the speed. Secretly I was really excited to try this out. I obediently dressed in the panties, inserted the vibrator, put on a very short skirt, a white button down top with no bra and a pair of heels. We walked in to the restaurant and he asked that we be seated at a high top at the bar. He positioned me so that a wide audience could see me. He came over, kissed my cheek, widened my legs, and while pinching my nipple told me that under no circumstances was I to close my legs or orgasm without his permission. My pussy was already wet as he kept it on a continual low speed. I could see people looking up my skirt all across the room and every time master saw one, he put the vibrator on a higher speed. I tried to remain composed but it was so hard. He would turn it up and bring me so close just to bring it to low again. My pussy was begging for an orgasm by this time but he would not allow. I could feel my panties getting so wet. As we paid the bill and sipped on our last drink he reached over and stuck his finger in my tight little asshole and turned the vibrator on high. He knew I couldn’t stand it and thought it was so funny. Finally, he said that if I would go to the bathroom and blow him he would allow me to come. I followed him to the bathroom, entered the stall and sucked his dick while he cranked up the vibrator. We both let out moans as we orgasmed right there in the men’s bathroom, with my on the dirty floor on my knees for all to see.

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreWhen you are a bondage whore, life can be unpredictable. I go to fetish clubs often. Master doesn’t mind because fetish clubs are rarely about fucking and I maintain my submissive nature. I just went home with the wrong man. Story of my life.  It has happened before and will happen again.  Harry was a dominant master. He is looking for a new sub. His last one moved for work. I have seen him at this bondage club often. He was always with a pretty blonde. When I saw him alone last night, I put myself in his eyesight. I wanted him to tie me up. I knew he was a rope expert. We got a room. He was not a big talker, but he did bind me like a parcel package. I felt like a contortionist. He had me in some unnatural positions. When the club closed, he suggested we go to his place. He knew I was owned, and we could not fuck. He didn’t want to fuck me. I was too old for his tastes. He likes a young submissive whore, but he had no problem perfecting his already excellent bondage skills with me. He tied me up so securely, I couldn’t move without fear of breaking a bone. He excused himself to use the bathroom and never came back until the next morning. He left me tied up tightly on a guest bed while he slept. I pissed the bed. I was dying of thirst and I was cold. When he came back the next morning, he had to cut the ropes because even he could not undo the knots. I had rope burns on my wrists and my ankles. I could barely walk when I left. He gave me his card and suggested we do it again. I took his card, but in my head, I was saying hell no as I ran out his door.