I am a submissive slut born and raised. It is funny when men ask me about my younger days. Daddy wasn’t a master. He was just a woman hating mean son of a bitch. He scared me. When I turned 18, I left home and never saw him again. I ran right to the arms of a man just like daddy. I know I have daddy issues. Why else would I always get involved with dominant men who want to own and control me? I have never had an equal relationship with a man. Not even my own son. He is an adult now, but he has that same mean streak that daddy did and that his own father had too. He came over last night to borrow money. I knew he just wanted to get high. I never keep cash on hand because of him. When he was still living with me, he would steal it right from my wallet. He is a huge disappointment. He was not happy that I wouldn’t give him money last night. He punished me. It began with some bare bottom spankings. Honestly, it wasn’t that bad. I have been spanked harder in my life. I acted like it hurt something terrible. That was the wrong move for me, because he liked my crying so much, he wanted to hurt me more. He pulled my pantyhose completely off and rammed his fist up my ass. Now, I wasn’t faking the crying. His big hand up my ass raw hurt like hell. The longer he did it, the worst it got, but something is wrong with me. I never fought him off. I never even threatened to call the cops. I know I am a submissive whore, but my pussy was wet from the anal abuse. I don’t know if it was the pain I enjoyed or the fact that my son was my abuser. Who am I kidding? It was both factors that made me wet.
Tag: Rape phone sex fantasies
I Need Slave Training
I need slave training. I am without a master and I have gotten a bit snarky. I was at this club last night. A tall dark handsome man approached me. He grabbed my arm trying to pull me off to a dark corner. I told him to fuck off. I don’t know why I did that. I always do what men want. I think being without a master has set me back. I told him he had to buy me drinks first, but he said no. He looked me in the eyes like he owned me. “You are a bitch. You get cock, not drinks,” he seethed at me. He scared me, but I loved it. I am a submissive whore at my core. I went with him into the darkened corner and sucked is cock. He skull fucked me so hard, I almost puked. I could feel my eyes roiling in the back of my head. I was slobbering all over his dick. My makeup smeared on my face. We got busted by the security dude. I thought he might call the cops, but he pulled out his cock and got in on the action. They both rammed their cocks in my mouth. I am surprised my cheeks aren’t sagging because they stretched the fuck out of my mouth. Next thing I knew I was getting tag teamed in the bar. On my knees like a dirty old bitch with two cocks in me. I am going back to that club tonight!
Submissive Whore Torture
Sometimes I swear this submissive whore has a death wish. I keep getting myself into dangerous situations. I went to a guy’s house who I met in an online BDSM chat room this week. I know I am not supposed to trust strangers. I know you can never know some one you meet on the Internet, but I was craving abuse. I need constant attention from men. Even negative attention is attention. I showed up at the address he gave me. Everything seemed fine initially, but then I drank a glass of wine and woke up naked tied to this old fashioned rack in his basement. We were not alone. He had a group of men there, apparently who paid to do what they wanted to the stupid whore who showed up at a stranger’s house. I feared I might not survive the encounter. I did, but I didn’t return home unscathed. Every male there got to do something to me. Some explored their rape phone sex fantasies, others went the torture and pain route. I was blindfolded, so I could only see shadows and hear men talking about what they wanted to do to me. As I laid there tied to the rack fearing I might be ripped in half, they joked about what they could do to me. They joked about tearing my limbs off and gangbanging my stump. They didn’t kill me, however there were times I wished I was dead. They whipped me with leather belts. They jacked off on me. They force fucked me. They pulled my limbs until I cried from the pain. They pissed on me. They flicked the ashes of their cigarettes on me too. I was let go, but I was informed if I called the cops or blasted them on social media, I would end up dead. Somehow, I knew it was true. I just feel lucky to be a live to tell about it.
Extreme Fetish Phone Sex
He had an extreme fetish phone sex fetish he wanted to explore with me. Until last night, he had only explored his fetish with phone whores like me. I wanted to impress him, so I told him I would be his test dummy. I was a dummy because I never asked what his fetish was and that was a big mistake. I figured whatever it was, I likely had done it before as a submissive bitch to many men. I was wrong. He wanted to fuck my urethra. He called it my fourth mommy fuck hole. Master never considered my pee hole a place for his cock. No other man had either, so this submissive whore was about to get the pain of a lifetime. He was a kinky man too. Before he fucked my pee hole, he squirted Ben-Gay into that tiny opening. It felt like I was pissing out glass. It burned badly. I was fighting back the tears and he had not even fucked the tiniest hole on my body yet. When he pulled out his cock, I almost fainted because he had a fat cock too. How the hell was that going in that hole, I wondered? I started to have second thoughts. I went to leave, but he grabbed me and tied me down spread eagle. He had this sound device thing he said was for my fourth fuck hole. He was planning on taking my pee hole regardless of what I had to say. He shoved this metal device down my urethra first and I screamed bloody murder, but that was nothing compared to his fat cock down that same tiny hole. As he was fucking me, I could feel the blood and piss filling up my bladder. He pissed down my pee hole making it burn even more. It was sheer torture. I know I am a submissive sex whore, but I will never agree to that again.
MILF Phone Sex Rape Fantasies
Milf phone sex with me is not the typical milf experience. I am a submissive milf. Your mommy rape fantasies are what you can explore with me. I was raised submissive. I have tried to raise my son to be the man of the house, which in my world means he owns me and my daughter. He has never wanted to be a master. The older he gets, however, the meaner he has become. He is a sadist. Not the kind of man who would understand or follow the principles of a master and servant relationship. My son hates me and idolizes his sister. He thinks I am the reason he is not successful. He is ungrateful for the nice house we have and his college education fund which he refuses to use. Earlier in the week, he spent the night in jail for driving on a suspended license. I bailed him out, but not until the next morning. I was tied up, literally tied up being a bondage whore for a man I met at a club. My cell phone was turned off. When I got the message, I bailed him out. He bitched and yelled at me on the car ride home for living him in jail overnight. He knows he is to use Uber when he wants to go somewhere. When we got home, he beat the shit out of me. This was as angry as he has ever been at me. I think something happened to him in jail that he wouldn’t admit to me. He ripped all my clothes off, tied me up and sodomized me like he was living out some revenge prison rape fantasy. My ass was bloody and prolapsed by the time he was done. I lied there motionless on the kitchen floor as he pissed on my body as a final insult. You get the submissive whore mommy experience with me.
Submissive Slut Rape Fantasies
I love being a submissive slut. Sometimes I am a subby little bitch to young boys. My daughter is in high school. She is not submissive like me; at least not yet. I have tried, but she is a stuck up bitch who thinks her shit don’t stink because she is a hot teen slut. She had a school friend over this weekend. Not a boyfriend. She thinks she is too good for high school boys. They were working on a school project. She had to run to Office Depot for some supplies they needed. He had offered to go, but she wanted a latte from Starbucks. I was alone with a teen boy. I tried to seduce him. He laughed at me and called me an old bitch. I was shocked and aroused at the same time. I mean, he was more than half my age and he put me in my place; shut me down quickly. As I went into the kitchen, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the living room. He smacked my face, ripped my clothes off and force fucked me. A high school boy was exploring his rape phone sex fantasies, but this was not phone sex and no fantasy. As he rammed his young cock inside me, he kept complaining about my worn out cunt. He flipped me ove, so he could fuck my ass. No lube, no warning. Dry fucking my ass hurt. I was in pain, but my pussy was wet. I was aroused that he was doing what I wish my son would do to me daily. He came quickly because my daughter was on her way back home. He nutted his teen cream in my ass minutes before she pulled back up into the driveway. She was clueless of what happened. She never would have believed it anyway.









At the door we were greeted by a naked blonde. “I’m whore Brittany, Master request all sluts to be naked before entering the dungeon”. My master motioned for her to remove my clothes as he watched. I noticed she was always wearing a collar around her neck that said Obedient Bitch. We followed her down into a dark room we began to her screams mixed in with moans. A group of men surrounded a big tittied blonde and were tugged on her nipple clamps. One had just slapped her across the face as we entered the room. “The other has arrived” Brittany reported to one of the man. “You two come here next to Geneva it’s time we hear some screaming!”.
I pass by and saw Geneva’s collar labeled her Pain Slut. Judging by a few faded bruises across her body it was a title she was well suited for. We lined up as a few of the men chained up our hands the other’s had whips and started lashing our bodies. Calling us every name they could possible think of to let us know how low on the food chain we where. My master watch as another man came behind me and fucked me deep in my ass. As I was being fucked I watched as Brittany and Geneva continued to receive lashing until Brittany was let go and told to get on her knees. Men throat fucked her hard have her choking and gagging on their cocks until she was drowning in their cum. Geneva was released from her chains to be double penetrated in the ass while her tits were pulled and twisted. We are served as the Submissive Whores that we are. By the end of the night we were all covered in scrapes, bruises, piss and cum even myself who loves to serve was grateful to see the end.





