As a submissive slut, I am putting myself under the Christmas tree for my Masters. They can unwrap me and do whatever they want to me. I do mean anything from fucking to killing. I am a no limits or taboo kind of fuck slut. I am the perfect gift for a dominant man, even a dominant woman. Look at my ass. It is so worthy of some bare bottom spankings. My ass even screams out for a good paddling with something bigger and harder than a hand. A cat of nine tails would sever the flesh from my ass with enough whips. Don’t get me started on my tits. I have nice big fake boobies for you to abuse. You can hog tie them. Use hat pins and other sharp instruments to torture my nipples. They look lovely too with hot wax poured on them. My boobs are so big you can use them as punching bags too. My whole body is yours to use. Rough anal. Piss or defecate on my body. Suspend me. Force fuck my holes. Torture me. Even snuff me out if you so desire. I am your Christmas present to do whatever you want. Yes Master, there is a Santa Claus.
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Bondage Phone Sex with a Pig
Bondage phone sex is one of my specialties. I love being bound and gagged like a pig. It makes me feel so vulnerable. If I am restrained with a ball gag, you can do anything you want to me. I cannot resist you nor can I scream for help. This makes me your perfect victim. This weekend I hooked up with a guy I met at a bondage club. In the club he respected my boundaries and safe words. He was a different breed at my house. He got verbally abusive calling me a fat fucking pig. In fact, he made me oink like a pig for hours. As if that was not humiliating enough, he emptied my garbage can on to the floor. He forced me to gobble up all the spoiled and moldy leftover food from Thanksgiving. I even had to lick up old coffee grounds and dog food.
My arms were restrained behind me so he could pull the rope to control me. One wrong pull and my arms would snap in two. He had a whip that he used with pleasure if I hesitated to lick anything off the floor. “Be a good submissive whore and clean up your mess,” he would scream at me repeatedly. I devoured so much garbage I felt sick. Like a junk yard dog that ate too much. Once all the garbage was eaten off the floor by me, even the plastic and paper, he pissed down my throat. Held my nose tight forcing me to swallow his salty piss water. I thought when I brought him home, I was in for some sensual bondage, maybe some spanking and a little S & M. It was total degradation. I was his worthless pig. Not even a fuck pig. He said I was not good enough for his cock, only his piss, shit and laughter.
He left me tied up, covered in piss and in need of a stomach pump. How would you leave me?
Submissive Whore Will Fight a Bitch for Her Master
My boss apparently has more than one submissive whore MILF on his payroll. When I came to work yesterday, there was another bitch sitting in my office chair. I asked her to leave and she started calling me names. I am submissive to men, not women. I was not going to allow some skanky bitch to disrespect me, especially not in my office. I grabbed her by her bleached locks right out of my chair and tossed her whore ass across the room. She wanted a fight, she was going to get one. Cat fights can get brutal. We were pulling each other’s hair, scratching one another up and down, ever punched each other in the gut a few times. I grabbed her by her crotch to give her a hard clitty twist. Brought the bitch to her knees and forced her to eat my pussy. I pissed all over her face. Dirty bitched needed a lesson in manners. As her face was buried in my muff, and my legs had her head in a vice grip, my boss walked in. He was jacking off watching the cat fight he orchestrated.
He grabbed us both by the hair, forced us to our knees and made us worship his hard cock. As good bitches we gobbled his cock down like it was a Thanksgiving turkey. Our little cat fat was his foreplay. He took turns tag teaming us; made sure to give us equal jet blasts of cum to the face. We shared his spunk in our mouths like good whores. When he left, we went back to fighting over who was top subby bitch. I won. Sat my fat ass on her face, forcing her to lick my shitter clean. She ran out the office like a scared cat. No bitch will come into my office and push me out. My boss, my master. I will fight any bitch to keep servicing my masters, even you.
Happy Veterans Day from a Submissive Whore
Tomorrow is Veteran’s Day. I love soldiers. Any man who has bravely served in the armed forces protecting me and my country, can do whatever the fuck he wants to me. He has earned the right to make me his submissive whore. Every Veteran’s Day, I go down to the local VWF, buy drinks for everyone there, flirt and let one or twenty veterans fuck me like a dirty whore. You served this country, the bare minimum I can do in return is buy some drinks and give up my fuck holes. Many soldiers give up their lives or limbs, so giving up my ass and my cunt seems like nothing in comparison. But fucking a submissive phone sex slut brings joy their lives, a little distraction from the memories of combat, a little stress release from the ravages of war. Last year I let a whole VWF gangbang me. I got down on all fours and welcomed the vets in my community to cum in any hole they wanted. It was a honor to be trained by local vets. I am looking forward to tomorrow, serving the men who have served America. If you are a vet, you can fuck me, train me, piss on me, slap me, whip me, use me, do whatever the fuck you want to me. It is just an honor for me to be able to bring you a little pleasure on a day dedicated to all that you have done.
MILF Submissive Whore
As a submissive whore MILF, I love to please the younger men too. My son and some of his friends were drunk last night and partying up a storm. I asked him if I may be of service to him and his friends, thinking I could serve drinks, maybe cook some food. He ordered me to strip for them. He wanted me to provide some adult entertainment for him and his pals. This made me nervous, but I do as I am told. I started seductively peeling off my clothes and gyrating around. When I started to take my pantyhose off, my son helped by yanking them off my body and tying my hands up behind my back. I knew this would not fare well for me. Now there was a room full of horny boys and a sexy MILF tied up like a present for their cocks. My son instructed them to have their way with me. They pulled my hair while they sodomized my ass repeatedly. They rode me like cattle. Hard cocks were shoved up my ass with no lube, no tenderness, no care for my pleasure. It hurt so bad I was in tears. When I offered to serve them, I honestly didn’t think I would be gang banged, covered in cum and left passed out and abused on the living room floor. I guess even my own son sees me as nothing more than a fuck pig too.
Working Hard
My master made me work for him today. He told me he would have friends over tonight and they would be using my pussy as entertainment. He tied me up to a chair in the living room and told me I was only allowed to moan. He then blindfolded me and as his boys came over they each fingered, rubbed, and played with my pussy whenever they liked. I could not se anyone but as the voices became more so did their fun. They took turns shoving items in my pussy. Pool sticks, beer bottles, and of course their cocks. I must have been fucked by over 15 guys that night and they all flooded me with their cum. When they left my master kissed me and then left me tied up so he could fuck me. His long cock was so much different than the others and that is the only cock I craved. He even let me swallow his load since the other guys had already flooded my pussy. My master loves me so and I am so happy that he rewards me with his cum.
Submissive Whore for Extreme Female Bondage and Pain
According to my Master, the only thing better than a submissive whore, is two submissive whores. I was ordered to find him another subby MILF to play with that day. I know his type. He likes his MILFS to have a little meat on their bones and nice big natural tits. Loves a screamer. My friend Helen was perfect. She is not a full time subby like me, but she likes extreme play with the right man. Not sure my Master is the right man, but if I did not bring him a sexy MILF to play with, I would have been a black and blue MILF.
I told Helen I had a friend for her to meet; asked her to come by my office for lunch. The moment Master saw her big beautiful breasts, I no longer existed. She seemed smitten with him too. She wouldn’t be for long. Master is into extreme female bondage and pain. She was flirting with him, giving me a look of appreciation. I felt bad. But, I would sell my own daughter if Master told me to do it. When Master invited Helen into his private office, I knew she would soon regret being my friend. Didn’t take long before I heard her screaming. After an hour, Master ordered me into his sanctum. There was my friend, bound and gagged.
Her breasts were tied so tightly they were turning colors. It was clear Master had used them as punching bags. He is obsessed with boobs, but not in a good way. Not only had he turned Helen’s boobs black and blue with restraints and his fists, he had stuck hat pins through her nipples. There was my friend with mutilated breasts, a dog collar around her neck, strung up by the throat and her hands and feet restrained. She had been crying. I felt like a bad friend. My first emotion was not guilt, not even remorse for handing her over to a sadist. It was jealously. I was envious of the attention Master lavished on Helen while I was shut out of the office. I use to be his favorite girl, but he has grown bored of me.
Helen screamed, fought, showed pain. I’m more seasoned. I smile and beg for more. Master wants to hurt a bitch, but he doesn’t want her to like it. I need to learn to not show my pleasure in my pain like Helen does. I have lost a friend, but hopefully I can renew my relationship with my Master. In the meantime, maybe you can use me. Make it really hurt. Make me cry. Make me scream. Just like Master likes.














