I’m a sexy MILF phone sex woman as well as a subby whore. I have discovered recently that many young men enjoy abusing an older woman; my son and his friends especially. My son has been getting more and more violent with me lately. Mother’s Day didn’t go as I expected. Instead of getting flowers, I got viciously gang banged by my son and twenty of his closest friends. When he arrived, he said he had a special present for me. He wanted to show me just what he thought of me. That’s when his friends appeared. Master has shared me with a few men over the years, but nothing like this. I was scared. Those boys looked like a hungry pack of wolves. The pushed me on the floor, striped me naked and started fucking the shit out of of me. Rough sex doesn’t describe it. If you have rape phone sex fantasies, you couldn’t even dream up the shit they did to me. They fisted my holes. Sometimes I had two fists in my cunt and ass at the same time. They even sodomized me with my high heels. I could feel my asshole bleeding. Without looking, I knew it prolapsed. I was crying. Yes, I am submissive, but my Master has never been this savage with me. He likes my holes tight. I started crying. Not just from the pain, but also from the knowledge that my Master would be very upset that my holes were ruined. My pussy is a far cry from tight, but they managed to make me feel like I was giving birth again. My son tore my pussy then and now. The guys that couldn’t get a shot at my pussy, jacked off on my face and tits as they yelled, “Happy Mother’s Day, whore.” I’ve been recuperating for a few days. I guess I don’t deserve anything less.
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Lost
It’s been 15 years since I was kidnapped. So many years of bondage phone sex that I’ve forgotten how to be normal. I was living the good life as the trophy wife of a local businessman. A mother of two young ones. A pillar of the community. My hubby had lured me into the cuckold life that he loved. Men were always coming and going. Looking back, I wonder if this was all planned. The day I was attacked, everyone was gone. A masked man dragged me into a van and my life changed forever.
My abductor was a cruel man. He broke me, starved me, and beat me senseless. I’ll never forget the day he brought home the newspaper where my husband had me declared dead. I lost the will to live that day. He owned me now. He knew where I was weak. My fiesty side was gone. I was dead inside. I was property, like a pet. I faced the life that he forced me to live.
Six months later, it all changed. He brought home another paper where my husband was marrying my best friend. That night, I begged him to kill me. And believe me, he tried. All of his angry lust spilled out as he inflicted every horror in his dungeon upon me. I lashed me, strung me up, violated me with every object. But I felt nothing inside. I was meat. Just a pretty plaything that he could share with his friends. And somewhere along the way, my pain turned to arousal. My pussy throbs with each blow, every kick, and every vile word. I am now a submissive whore. Chained, helpless, and born to serve my master. Use me as your cum dumpster, ashtray, or footstool. I know my place. I am nobody.
MILF Phone Sex Domination
MILF phone sex sluts make great submissives for younger guys. I don’t know why, but I am consumed with thoughts of my next master being half my age. Honestly, I would like my son to take over as my full-time Master. Have you ever had thoughts about dominating a mature woman, maybe even your own mother? It’s extra taboo, right? My son has the mean streak his daddy did, it is just not his dominant personality. I guess my son is a switch. I have been working to make him a dominant son permanently. I know how to trigger his rage. I did it this weekend. I embarrassed him in front of a girl he had over. As soon as she left, he came at me in a fit of rage, which made my cunt wet. He pinned me against the wall with his bare hand around my throat. He had rage filled eyes as he ripped off my blouse. He started smacking my tits with his bare hand. I tried to act scared and apologetic, but this was exactly what I wanted. After he bruised up my tits, he bruised up my ass. He has fucked me a few times, all out of rage. This time, I got a hardcore anal fucking along with some strangulation. He wrapped his belt around my neck as he slammed in and out of his mother’s ass. He used his belt as a reign, pulling me back into his cock. He enjoyed hearing me choke, so he pulled the belt tighter. I almost passed out. When he came in my ass, he seemed to lose some of his rage. I think he was hoping to score with the young girl he had over, but I ruined it and she left. I just need to keep him sexually frustrated.
We Pleased Master
I thoroughly enjoy bossing people around all day. So by the end of the day I wanna relax, lay back, and submit every part of me to someone. Although some people don’t understand that submitting sexually, can be erotic, and very much pleasing. When someone calls me and wants to dominate me, I let them. I give them all the control they want. It gets my pussy all tingly and juicy knowing they are on the other end of the phone beating their fat meat, fantasizing about my perky little tits, and juicy swollen pussy. I lay back, hold the phone close to hear every word they’re saying to me. Every moan and sexual grunt they make as they jerk off to the sounds of me fingering myself nice and deep. I do have some toys you can tell me to use, or whatever it is you might want. My job is to get you off in the most pleasure-bale way, giving in to every fantasy you have, and submitting to you, my master.
Come take my pussy for a ride, tell me all the dirty nasty thoughts going on in your head, from looking at my pictures. I want you to tell me every last detail of what you like, so I can cum just for you!
Long Hard Work Day
I love being head bitch at work.
Bossing people around all day is super easy for me.
All my employees do what they’re asked, when I ask it.
All except the new guy I hired this past Monday.
He refuses to listen to me, and disagrees with me often.
Although usually I would be pissed when someone back talks me at work, there was something oddly pleasing about this man not listening to me.
I know I always have to listen to master, but he’s gone still out of town.
So while master is away, a girl can play, right?
This new hire has been giving me shit since Monday, and for some reason is turning me on. He’s extremely dominant like master, but in a dark mysterious kind of way.
I can’t tell if he wants to fuck me, or if he wants me to fuck him!
He constantly stares at my tits all day long. They’re covered for the most part since I do dress very professionally, but always with a little bad girl underneath!
I’ve been so busy that today during lunch, I leaned back in my office chair, and just started fingering my pussy.
I was so turned on, but had no time to leave.
I heard a knock at the door, my shirt still off, but he couldn’t see underneath the desk. My new hire had just walked into my office, and I wasn’t wearing my shirt!
One tit was pulled out of my bra so I could play with it while I finger fucked myself, and he just kept staring. I quickly put my shirt back on, as he closed the door.
It’s been 2 hours now since that happened, and I can feel his eyes following me around the office. What do I do? What do I say? I didn’t even get to cum! I’m still fucking soaking wet, and so turned on.
My Son’s Bondage Whore
Being a bondage whore is hard work. I have been working with my son on his rope skills. He was a scout, so he does have some knowledge about knots. I guess I got a little bossy with him over the weekend. He didn’t like me complaining about his loose knots. “If they so loose you stupid whore, see if you can get out of them yourself,” he snapped before spitting in my face and leaving the house. I was on the cold floor. The heat was not on because we just came off a warm spell. The temperatures were rapidly declining. I had no idea how long he would be gone. He was pissed. One time he left me tied up for several days because I folded his laundry wrong. He gets his temper from his father. I need a new master, but I am not accustomed to being left tied up indefinitely. What seemed like forever, was about 8 hours. He came back home drunk. I had pissed on the floor. That made him angry too. He expected me to hold it in like a dog. He untied me, then shoved my face into my piss like a bad puppy. He was getting aroused treating me like a worthless submissive whore. He undid his belt; fastened it around my neck like he was about to strangle me while he pulled out his cock. He ass fucked me hard while I licked up my own piss. He was pulling on the belt so hard, I almost puked. I came close to passing out too. He came up my ass thankfully, because that was when the belt slipped off from around my neck. I grabbed my throat as to massage the pain away and attempt to take in some air. “Complain or sass me again whore, and I might not let go next time,” he seethed as he walked away.