When I’m submitting to a dominate man worthy of my time I always let him know Bare bottom spankings make for a creamy mess in my cunt. There really aren’t a lot of good dominate men who know how to handle women these days. All women really want is a strong authority to put us in our places. Do you really believe women want to do more? Women derive their pleasures from giving and submitting. It’s the natural order of things. On occasion I’ve come across a powerful dominate man who has crushed me to my knees. I do zero fighting so I don’t understand why every man can’t keep me in my place. As a cock worshiping cum slave I would savor every drop of cum my master allows me to devouver. I have no problem submitting to multiple masters. Men with strong chins and hair on their arms and pits make me drop to my knees and suck all the cum they have from their balls. I’m just a dirty cum dump and I need to be used.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
Rape phone sex fantasies haunt my dreams, let’s make them a reality…
Rape phone sex fantasies are literally all I think about. I love the idea of walking home from the store or work and being abducted by someone. My fantasies are kind of extreme though. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be sold into sex slavery, or something of the sort.
I mean, could you imagine it, a hot young girl walking down the road? Ripe for the taking, no one around, except you and your next victim? The amount of adrenaline you feel going up to the moment of capture would totally have your cock harder than it has ever been in your whole life. Aching in your pants as you reached out, grabbing me my muffled screams fell into your gloved hand and I wiggle and squirm against your strong grip trying to get away.
Imagine the rush of excitement as you bind my hands, tossing me into the back seat. A ball gag tucked firmly in my mouth to muffle any cry or scream that may escape. What would you do with me next? Do you know, do you want to plan it out together? Let’s play Sir, come show me how much danger I’m in.
Submissive Whore on the Phone and Off the Phone Too
I am a submissive whore on the phone but in the real world too. Even though phone sex is fantasy, some of my callers can make it seem so real that I forget I am on the phone. I spoke with a new phone master last night. He wanted a submissive mommy. I have a son and daughter who hate me, but I would love to be their sex slaves, especially for my son. This caller wanted a mommy who tended to his every need on his terms. When he wants served and where he wants served. He was in the right place. This mommy took care of his cock before school, after school and as much as I could in between. This was one horny boy indeed of cock worshiping. I was a good mommy whore for him. Sucking his cock was not enough. He wanted to drop a load in my pussy. The problem was that mommy has a used cunt. I birthed two brats; men fist me; they also ravage my cunt sometimes two at a time. Stands to reason that mommy’s cunt is just not very tight anymore. So, he fucked my ass. He did a lot more to mommy’s whore ass too. This phone son was just as brutal on my fuck holes as my own son has been sometimes. Only difference is my phone son wants to fuck mommy. My son, however, only fucks me as punishment or when he is in a foul mood and I am readily available to be his punching bag. I do not mind being anyone’s punching bag. On or off the phone I know my place. My phone son fucked my ass with such force he prolapsed it. My asshole was on the outside. It hurt. Especially when he put hot sauce on the prolapse to add some extra pain. Luckily this was just submissive phone sex. I have been brutally fucked in the ass before. I have suffered a few anal prolapses too. But this caller was brutal. I guess whoever is next has to up his game. Hopefully, I can handle it.
Submissive Whore School
Do people think you can just lay there and be a Submissive Whore? What a fucking joke! These limp fish bitches think it’s as simple as laying around, taking a dick. Nay nay my friend. It takes hard work to submit your every desire for the will of a cock. I start on my knees like the filthy bitch I am. Wholes all cleaned ready for any reaming my master desires. Master sometimes allows other cocks to use my holes for their pleasure. These are my favorite times. My mouth is wide open and salivating to be used. When my trap is drooling, my twat generally follows suit. For that I have no control. Submission is not just allowing your flesh to be a place mat but noticing where flesh desires to move. Sometime flesh feels pain but that is where real submission takes place. Directing the mind to keep flesh in place so that master and all he desire can use my filthy fuck holes. Even after they have pounded my fuck holes into mush I direct my flesh sac to rise and make space and strength to still be used by a stiff prick to be serviced.
MILF Phone Sex Submissives Wanted Ravaged by 20 Something Year Old Men
I am a milf phone sex slut who is submissive. My master is older, like all my masters in the past. But I do like younger guys. I cannot admit that to my master, however. He gets jealous and angry. He wants to think he can do everything a young 20 something guy could do to me. He does take medicine that helps him tie knots better than ever, but he has not been able to fuck me like a 20 something in over 20 years. Viagra helps him get hard, but it does nothing to help his stamina and his breathing. He huffs and puffs after 5 mins of fucking. I sometimes worry that he might stroke out fucking me. I am very loyal to master. As much as I want to get on Tinder and find some young buck to fuck the shit out of me I don’t. But this week, some young buck broke into my house and fucked me. The boy came to rob the place. Boy was he in the wrong place. I have nothing of value. That just angered him and he decided I did have something of value. He had more than rape phone sex fantasies. He wanted forced sex with me since I had no cash or jewelry on hand. Luckily, I was home alone. My daughter was sleeping over at a friend’s house and my son has a third shift job. I have been fucked against my will all my life, this was no different. Or was it? I mean I sort of wanted it. He looked like a 20 something guy in great shape. Sure he was high on something, likely Meth, but I did not care. I played the victim though because if I acted like I wanted it, he might kill me. I did not want to die. I pleaded and begged, but it was all an act so he would fuck me super hard. He smacked me around a bit first, but he took my pussy and ass for the trouble of breaking into my house. After he left, I was sore and full of cum. But all I could do was masturbate because this submissive whore finally got fucked by a 20 something year old guy.
Gangbang phone sex is a fading glory to share
I don’t really remember the gangbang phone sex last night. It was amazing, I know that, because my massive tits are stinging even now. I must have gotten really roughed up. Someone clearly enjoyed what I had to give and decided to get real forceful with my black booty as well as my voluptuous dark body. I never really mind when that happens, it’s something to remember. I love waking up the next morning and feeling memoirs in physical form for the night lost. It’s beautiful, wonderful, and makes me so damn wet I have to find someone to ride the very moment I’m awake enough to hunt. My tits ache in that good way, and that means they need another hit or smack or brutal fuck and rape phone sex fantasies that make enough noise to deafen the world. I’m a superior bouncing pussy whore who can’t get enough of one moment to the next. You want to fuck this, I know you do, so it’s you I’m after when I leave my house and embark on a quest for cock like no other. The illusive you is always my target. I don’t necessarily know who you are at any given time, you change a lot from day to day, call to call, job to job. You are the one who’ll enjoy my body the most at any given moment, the one who’ll call me later after I’m done having my fun. Maybe I’m overcomplicating giant boobs bouncing around and having fun, but it makes it more fun to add a little mental gymnastics to my real-world stretchy bouncy crab-walking gymnastics. My whole body goes on display all the time, and somehow the faint pain of yesterday doesn’t ever stop me cold. It just makes me want to do some slave training and get fucked, hard.
















