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BDSM chat becomes reality

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I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.

Bent over his knee in public! Given bare bottom spankings!

bare bottom spankings

 

Bent over a knee is the best way to get a bare bottom spanking! Don’t you agree? If not we should really discuss what you think is best! I really prefer the intimate contact of bare hand to bare ass, the loving gesture of rubbing and swatting. It’s comforting in a way and super erotic.

Have you ever given a grown woman a bare bottom spanking? Bent over your knee, whimpering and moaning, wiggling and carrying on as she looks up at you with those innocent needy eyes. Giving you all the signals that she wants to be taken rough and hard but lovingly at the same time.

I love to act up just so I can get that extra touch and attention from my Dominants. I guess you could call me more of a brat with a more traditional side. Let me show you new experiances, let me whimper in your ear as you tell me how you’re going to dominate me.

Dad Uses BDSM to Dominate Daughter

Soft bondage

I like hardcore fucking in soft, fluffy handcuffs. I don’t care what is done to me as long as I have those handcuffs on me. The first person who fucked me like this was my father. He was a kinky motherfucker who loved to make me his bitch. Since I was a teen, he got me hooked on BDSM and worshiping him as my Master. He fucked me into submission every night, putting me in these fluffy, pink handcuffs that he got from the sex store. He whipped me, choked me and even tried to waterboard me with his piss. It got to the point that he could control me at any time. I didn’t even try to tell my Mom about what we were doing (not that she would be able to believe her daughter could be such a nasty whore). When he wanted me, he could get me with the snap of his finger, putting me in those pink handcuffs that I always loved.

Cum slut phone sex Whore needs more

Cum slut phone sex

Being a cum slut phone sex whore leads me open to so much good stuff. Like being a submissive slut and having men use me at their pleasure. There is nothing better than knowing a man want to use me for my purpose of serving his pleasures. Last week I was I was out shopping and I saw this guy following me. I understand why men feel they need to keep a distances these days since the whole women’s complaining movement but I was cutting my eyes at him in the most inviting way. I’m sure more bitches wouldn’t be snuffed if they realized how our only purpose is to serve the man. The good book says so. Well after following me around a few clothes racks I started to head to the changing rooms, knowing he would follow. When he came around the corner and saw me on my knees his rod instantly came alive. Maybe there way a hole in his pants or maybe he actually unzipped them but that stiff prick seemed to pop out automatically like a jack in the box. And I, just being a whole in the wall was drawn to that dick like a bee to honey. Before I knew it he had zipped up and walked away, leaving my belly full of the creamy white cum I so desired.

Cum slut phone sex whores lure you in to take advantage of them

Cum slutI knew he was there well before he even knew what he was doing. My allure drawing him into my room well into the night to take advantage of my cum slut phone sex body. I’d left my door slightly ajar, so that his big dick would draw him in like a sniffer might great food. I’d slept nude, my blanket slightly off of me so I showed off in just the right way. He’d started feeling my tits, really squeezing them in his palms and rolling them with his wrists. I had to hold back a giggle at knowing I’d had him in my trap. He was mine, always had been, and now I knew I’d get everything I wanted out of him. He’d climbed up onto the bed to straddle my soft waist before long. He couldn’t help himself much when he looked at my luscious body laid out for him like I was, ready to be abused to light bondage. He’d released himself and was rubbing his big cock against my hard nipples with relish, playing with them while trying to figure out exactly what cute move he’d do next with free reign and access to one of his favorite girls in the whole world. I was so vulnerable it made me a soaked mess aching for dick deep and ready to go off at a moment’s notice. I had to hold back from reaching up, grabbing his hair, and pulling him in for a kiss. I had to lay there and let him begin to fuck my massive tits instead, a dangerous game working itself out right on top of me. His every buck came with a groan, his balls slapping against my bouncing titties. I’d have his cum soon. I’d drag it from his youthful body and take it in until I was more than satisfied, my rape phone sex fantasies would get their fill.

Pissed On and Degraded on Public Train

Golden showers phone sex

 

I was sitting on the train when a man came up to me. He had a trench coat on, which was suspicious to me but not enough to strike up a conversation. He asked me sexy personal questions such as “Had I ever had a golden shower?” and “Do I love being degraded?”. Of course, I told him that I have had a golden shower and that being degraded is my purpose in life. I am a submissive whore whose place is to be used. He then got up and opened his coat to reveal he wasn’t wearing any pants or underwear. He grabbed his cock and started spraying me with his piss right in front of everyone in the train. I tried to pretend that I had more self-respect than I actually had, but it was obvious to everyone that I loved being covered in his piss. I got to my stop and got off the train, my pussy so wet from being publicly degraded by that stranger.

Submissive Whore Eliana’s Holes Are Master’s

Would you like to own a Submissive Whore? Make me your Slave and take ownership, sir. My holes are yours to use, Daddy. My real daddy was not around and I found other “daddy’s” to be my daddy. It is how I became a good, -slightly undisciplined when without a Master- Submissive.

How might I act out? Well I will go out and get drunk, high and stoned. Then I tend to pick up on a guy or multiple guys of a group. I will fucking blow them, bang them and let them use me. This is terrible for a good submissive but something I love.

However if any of these guys end up having a pathetic small penis, well I cannot resist. The temptation to take over and control the situation. Humiliate the shrimp dick and maybe even have fun torturing it. Sitting on his face and tie up his cocklette.

So if I am a dirty cunt when master or daddy comes around then I guess you better discipline we well.

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Sexy Phone Chat with Your New Slave Eliana

Sexy Phone Chat with Your New Slave Eliana is a great way to introduce yourself. I wish to serve you and all of your desires as a good subby whore. My slut body is your playground to use. My mouth may be your toilet to use completely. I fact my holes all belong to my firm and controlling Master. Are you that Master for me?

The reality is that I am an uncontrollable little slut, cunt, or whore… whatever term you prefer to use for a filthy little sperm receptacle like me. I will fuck many guys and have no shame. I need a Master that will take ownership and try and discipline me. At least that is what my daddy thinks I need. He gave up on trying to control me.

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Cum eating phone sex is the best part of a night!

I couldn’t help but feel the lust enter my lungs as I took in his magnificent cockmeat against my lips and got ready for cum eating phone sex. I’ve heard some girls waste time doing pointless things like jerking their boyfriends off. I’ve always found that a pathetic excuse to get away from doing anything actually worth his time. You can’t taste how manly a stud is with your hands, you at least have to wrap your tongue around the shaft as you bob and take him in so deep you’re salivating. You can’t feel the head pulse against the inside of your cheek if you’re holding him in your soft hands. You’ve gotta have him begging to fill your mouth, begging to plunge everything he has into your lips and down your dirty throat.

As a cum slut phone sex whore I love the way a thick cock smells. It fills my head so much that all I can think about is that lovely prick filling my needs and fulfilling my chamber. I need his beautiful prick in my throat and his big, heavy balls slapping against my chin with a weight that sends shockwaves down my spine. I need him slapping against me, I need him working himself up without relent. I need his essence taking away all my worries, my stresses, and my existential thoughts. I want to be at harmony with the universe, and nothing gives me that like a huge cock I can worship all night long. Praise be the great big dick that takes away all woes and shoes the way. Sometimes that way is a huge river of cum flowing out of my pussy, sometimes it’s just what’s right. No matter what, if you’ve got as huge a dick as the man I was blowing just last night, admiring the smell and taking him in on an intimate level… Well you’ve got a place on my cock worshiping tongue.

Gangbang phone sex is a fading glory to share

Gangbang phone sex

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.