You could hear the blood-curdling screams coming from me. My neighbor turned out to be a man who was indeed a beast. He ended up seducing me. I thought this man was some kind of Cassanova. I could see my future with him and began to get all giddy and excited. It’s a shame to know in reality that he was a monster. My whole body was his playground, and he turned it into some torture fun for himself. All I wanted was to see where things would go, but I was going to be his slave whore in his mind. At first, when we began dating and fooling around, he was so gentle and sweet. Before I knew it, he was strangling me and pushing me around. I started to get whipped by him and choked. My body couldn’t take it, but I began to get dripping wet at the very same time. My cunt wanted the abuse, and that is what I ended up manifesting. It was all about him and all his wishes. If he wanted to fuck my ass till it bled, he would get that and so much more. It was all for his satisfaction. I had to listen.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
Forced Cock Worshiping
I was begging him not to touch me anymore, but he was forcing his cock down my throat around what I was trying to say. He’d lured me to his car while I was doing some yoga at the park. I guess that watching my tight little body bend and stretch in such molded clothing was enough to make his big perverted cock throb. He had asked me to help him carry some groceries, and he looked so old and fragile I was happy to help! When he shoved me in the back seat and climbed in behind me, I knew I was in trouble. He was much bigger here in this confined space, and he held me down as he began to molest my trembling little body. I had been so sex deprived I couldn’t help but get soaking wet. When he noticed it only seemed to egg him on more. His cock was out and getting slammed down my throat as I tried to be him to stop. Again and again the head of his rock hard dick pounded against my tonsils. I tried to scream but it was no use. All I knew was cock! Then he ripped his giant meat monster from my drooling mouth and spread my legs. He pulled out a knife, cut off my panties, and smashed his huge fuck stick balls deep into my cunt! I’m almost ashamed to say I moaned.
Submissive Sex for Life
Submissive sex is all I am good for. Most of me knows this, but every now and I then I try to be a normal woman. You know, the kind of woman who dates. The kind of woman who has a boyfriend, not a master. My master is older and will release me soon. I will never fully be gone from him, however. I owe him so much. He has taken superb care of me financially. I will be set once he releases me. And when he dies, I have been provided for in his will. He has set my son and daughter up with trust funds too. He is a benevolent master in many ways, but I am still a slave. Even though I realize that I have it made as far as being a submissive whore goes, I still like to pretend I am a normal soccer mom. I got on a dating app recently. This was not a fetish site or even Tinder. Just a regular dating site for men and women. I have been seeing this guy I met for a couple weeks now. He thinks I am a paralegal. He knows nothing about my past or my master-slave relationship with my boss. He has taken me to nice dinners. We have had wonderful conversations. We have even had normal sex. He is my age, which was different for me too. Tinder dates are all half my age. Masters are all 20 plus years older than me. For a couple weeks, I have felt normal. That all changed last night when he slept over for the first time. He woke me up in the middle of the night to piss in my mouth and fuck my ass like an animal. He choked me while he delivered a hardcore ass fucking like no one has in years. The moment I tried to say no, he smacked me across the face and made me lick his sweaty, dirty asshole as retribution. He told me once a submissive slut, always one. He knew this entire time. I guess I will never be able to escape who I am.
Submissive Phone Sex – Simple Fuck Toy
Mommy was raised as a sex trafficking slave, and every moment of my fantasies are spent with me having unholy things forced upon me by nasty, abusive men; now I can only get off using submissive phone sex or some other display of my inferiority to men. I’ve turned into a dirty house whore who makes discreet house calls to the really sick fucks out there. They bring me in their home all nice, and I stare at the photos of the wives they hate while they put cigars out along my back, or spank me until their wrist hurts from the swing; never mind my poor, raw ass! I get treated like a worthless fuck toy, a simple breeding whore, and that’s the life for Mommy Tracy.

















