I 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.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
Submissive Slut New Year’s Eve
I love being a submissive slut. With that comes risks. I often put my trust into strangers. I was at a New Year’s Eve party. This was a normal party. By that I mean, I was not in subby whore mode and I was not surrounded by dominant men. This was a high school party. I was one of the chaperones. I volunteered because it was a chance to get out of the house and check out high school boys. My own son and daughter were not at this party. They would never go to a party that I chaperoned. This was a neighborhood party. A party for the under 21 one boys and girls of the community. I dressed too sexily for a teen party, but I wasn’t there to chaperone. I sat on the couch watching the young ones dance. My pussy was getting wet. I saw a cute boy in the corner, and I flashed him a boob. The party was about to end, so I gave the boy my address. I was just around the block. I was hoping he would come over and fuck this hot milf. He did; but he did not come alone. He bought 5 other teen boys. Now, I was in trouble. I was not prepared for a gang bang. They didn’t care. They jumped me. Ripped my clothes off and started fucking me. Ass, mouth, pussy… No hole was left untouched. They pulled my hair, slapped my ass and squeezed my tits. It was like it was their first time being the aggressors. It might have been. I was so horny, I let them have me their way. They came on my face and tits and joked about fucking the dirty old milf in the neighborhood. My reputation as a submissive whore is known among teen boys too. I guess that is good. I mean, I did get a whore’s fuck to ring in the new year.
Submissive MILF Phone Sex
I am a submissive milf phone sex slut on and off the phone. I love being submissive to younger men. All my official masters in my life have been significantly older than me. They can’t really fuck me or even abuse me like I deserve. I am not supposed to be disobedient, but I long for more than just spankings and humiliation. I took orders from one of my phone masters to go in public braless as much as I could. I went Thanksgiving meal shopping yesterday. I was at Whole Foods shopping braless per his instructions. I have been going out more and more with no bra. I get noticed too because I have 38 DD’s tits. Sometimes I just get stares, or lewd comments, sometimes I get shocked looks and told to leave. At Whole Foods yesterday, I met a dominant young man that told me he wished I was his whore mommy. I was so horny. My master has not fucked me in months. My own son wants nothing to do with me and I am not allowed to date because dating is something normal women do. I am not a normal woman. I am a submissive whore. This boy who noticed me, told me to meet him outside. I felt powerless to say no. I didn’t want to say no anyway. He was even younger than my son, but he was old enough to drive. I got in his father’s car with him. Daddy was not there, but junior was a capable driver. He drove me to a no tell motel, made me pay for the room. My groceries were in the trunk of my car in the Whole Foods parking lot while I was getting a hardcore ass fucking from some young teen boy, I met an hour earlier. He pulled my hair, slapped my ass and fucked me hard. He called me names too. I was fucked like a dirty whore. He left me there. I had to Uber back to my car with messy hair, a messy pussy and that freshly used look.
Torture Phone Sex Slut
I’m a slut for your torture phone sex needs. It’s something I understand, and that is for me to serve you. I want to please you so much that I have my toys available to do all kinds of demeaning things to myself. I will spank and whip my pussy for you and put clamps and clothespins on my labia, clit and outer pussy lips. I will torture and tease my nipples in anyway Master feels would please him. It is my place to take a good hard, open handed on bare ass spanking for Master. I want you to use me then pump my pussy, ass and mouth with your cock. I will suck off and let my four legged beast hump me if that pleases you also, Master. I am the perfect submissive for Master to torture.
Bondage and submission
Bondage and submission is something I’ve grown more than used to, in fact, it baffles me that there are women out there pretending to be dominant and in charge. That just sounds wrong to me! I am naturally submissive and feel I have no purpose in life other than to give myself to a man. It’s easy for me to just open up my mouth and get myself fucked. I am always bound so tightly that even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn’t! I am useless, just a hole for his cock. I always get my mouth violently fucked then my tight fucking ass. Then he goes back to fucking my mouth, always leaving a warm load of cum to the back of my throat. I am nothing, just hear to make a man cum. I am here for the men who have had long days at work and they need pussy or ass to take their stress out on. I also am perfect for those men who hate women and need a punching bag to take away some of that pent up anger. Not like I have a choice right? I’m all tied up.
Choke the Life Out of Me
I want you to relax and just imagine exactly what I’m about to say to you. You are in bed with me and you’re fucking me like there’s no tomorrow. You like it a little rough and so do I, so I ask you to wrap your hands around my neck and choke me until I am about to lose consciousness. Then you let go and go back to fucking me nice and hard.
But see, I like it a little rougher than that and it’s my dream to find someone who will actually go through with my snuff fantasy. I want you to fuck me, make me cum, and then wrap your hands back around my throat and don’t stop until I stop responding to you. The thought of that turns me on so much and it’s something that only you have had the bravery to agree to so far. Do you think you’ll have the guts to go through with what I want? Do you think you’ll actually be able to wrap your hands around my neck and squeeze the life out of me while we’re fucking? If that’s one of the twisted taboo fantasies you have too, call me.
Tortured Slut
Every time I hear your voice on the phone my pussy tingles with both fear and arousal. ‘How will my Master abuse me, today?’ I ask myself.
Will you whip me in the face with that big fat cock of yours? Will you tie me up tightly and make me beg for forgiveness? I’ll tell you how worthless and pathetic I am for being an inferior slut, as you verbally put me in my place .
I love how you manhandle and keep me restrained. I’m a worthless whore and having you as my Master keeps me in check.
Often you enjoy shackling me to the bed and leave me lying there for hours, wondering when and even if you’ll ever return to release me. It’s rather frightening to be honest, but I’m addicted to your conditional affection. It keeps me waiting with bated breath, wondering what lies in store ahead.
I know you love it when I’m breathless, too. *Smirks playfully*