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Slave training makes me hang from your wall for hours

Slave trainingMy extreme Slave training is every month. It’s kinda like reprogramming for broken cocksleeves like me. Before I even get to sample that thick, mean cock of my Master’s, I’ve already endured hours of agonizing suspension.

My skin’s on fire from the rough ropes, and my muscles are screaming for mercy, but of course, I get none of that. Not. A. Drop. No, sir. While I dangle there, like a marionette with snapped strings, He whips me into shape – literally.

They take turns flailing cruel lashes across my back and ass, forcing me to cry and beg for more. More pain, more abuse, more degradation. That’s what I need to be molded into the perfect, obedient slave.

He demands everything from me, and I give it to him.

Total, unadulterated submission. After the beating he makes me crawl, he makes me worship his dick with my mouth, and then he makes me cum on his powerful cock like the needy Bondage whore I am.

Submissive Sex Slave Training: Human Urinal Day

 

 

submissive sex The final lesson of the day. He stood over me while I lay on the bathroom floor, my jaw locked open, my head tilted back. I was no longer a woman; I was a piece of plumbing.

 

“Time to empty the tank, you disgusting sow,” he mocked.

 

I felt the first hot spray of urine hitting the back of my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, gagging as the salty, warm liquid filled my mouth. He didn’t stop, continuing to piss directly down my gullet, forcing me to swallow in rhythmic gulps just to keep from drowning.

 

“Drink it up,” he sneered, the sound of the stream splashing against my tongue. “This is all you deserve. You’re not a person, Edith. You’re a fucking urinal. A place for me to dump my waste.”

 

He finished with a few final drops, leaving me drenched and smelling of ammonia. As he zipped up, he kicked me lightly in the ribs.

 

“Clean the floor with your tongue, then get back in your kennel. I might decide to use you again tomorrow if you’re a good little toilet.”

 

I stayed there, tasting his piss, completely erased, existing only to serve his every whim.

My pussy is a Cock worshiping tool for Daddy

Cock worshipingCock worshiping whore’s ultimate purpose is to serve, to worship, and satisfy the God-like penis between your legs. You rule over me; I am your doormat you can step on and do what you please.

I want total subjugation of my pussy

Allow me to bow down and worship that towering, hard-as-steel cock until I’m nothing more than a broken, begging slut.

Each day, I eagerly await the command to present myself, wide open and dripping, ready for my master to use me as he sees fit.

Your size almost seems cruel to my tiny cunt. But I know my place and won’t try to stop you fitting it all the way in.

I get a strange euphoria when I am being a submissive slave. It’s like being remade from the inside out, my very being molded to worship the cock that now ruled over me.

I beg for the abuse, to surrender completely to your dominant will. How much pain do you want to inflict on your Bondage whore slave?

Take out all of your frustrations, I deserve every second of pain. When you have destroyed my cunt, go for my ass. Every hole is yours to defile.

Submissive Slut Training Continues With Cock Worshiping

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He sat back in his leather chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t say a word, just flicked his fingers, signaling me to crawl. I slid across the floor on my belly, my bruised ass stinging, until I reached his crotch.

 

“Open wide, bitch,” he commanded.

 

I looked up at his thick, pulsing cock, already leaking a bead of pre-cum. I wrapped my lips around the head, sucking greedily, trying to please him. He groaned, but then suddenly grabbed my hair, shoving his shaft deep into my throat.

 

I gagged, my eyes watering, but he didn’t let up. He used my mouth as a sheath, pumping his hips violently, slamming his cock against the back of my throat.

 

“Suck it, you fucking hole,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You were born to serve this cock. Your only purpose in life is to keep me hard and keep this dick clean.”

 

I focused on the taste of him, the salt and musk, swirling my tongue around the rim while he throttled my neck. He began to speed up, his breath hitching. With one final, brutal thrust that nearly choked me, he erupted. Hot, thick cum flooded my mouth, coating my tongue and throat.

 

“Swallow every drop, slut. Don’t waste a single bit of my seed.”

 

I swallowed hard, licking his cock clean until not a single smear remained.

Prostate Phone Sex With A Sub Slut

Prostate phone sex Master tried Prostate phone sex and now all he wants me to do is play in his tight asshole, he wants large dildos anal beads and butt plugs in his ass constantly, I have been playing in his ass everyday for the last two weeks, I started with my pointer finger during a sloppy wet blowjob, finger fucking his tight hole, searching for his gspot, never taking my mouth off his cock, finding what I was looking for ticking the spot until he blew the biggest cum shot down my throat, from that moment he has been hooked, wanting me to explore his asshole daily each time the toy is bigger and bigger.

Today we are using a huge strap on dildo for the first time, it is about eleven inches long and very girthy, I start with slow deep strokes until his hole gets used to the gigantic cock, picking up speed until I am balls deep in his ass, fucking the shit out of him, I put a vibrator on my clit so I could feel the sensation as I stroke his tight hole, once in the groove I start talking to him, calling him my little slut my sisssy master, telling him to let his clit leak for me. I feel so powerful when I have him bent over, taking my dick. I feel my orgasm building as I tell my slut to cum for me. When his cock starts leaking, I feel myself squirting down my thighs! A submissive slut can dominate her master sometimes.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Men of All Ages Harbor

rape phone sex fantasiesMost men harbor rape phone sex fantasies. That’s why phone sex lines like mine exist. A virtual force fuck may not feel as gratifying, but it keeps you out of jail. I overheard two young guys at the BDSM club talking about how it should be their right to take their wife whenever they want. If they get married, she’s property. It shocked me to hear such young guys talking like that. In my world, mostly older men think like that. Many old school men believe the wife stays at home, cooks and raises the family. But even my master beliefs in safe words and wants my consent.

These two boys appear to be trust fund boys. They come from money. And they’ve never known struggle. They don’t know rock bottom because of their financial net to catch them when they fall. Money gets them out of trouble. I’ve never really known that.

Master asked that I come to the club Friday morning to make sure everything appeared stocked for the party that evening. Two of the newer members, the trust fund boys, waited for the club to open. I figured why not let them in since I would be there for a couple hours stocking the bar and preparing for the party later.

The boys just wanted to smoke a stogie and enjoy some bourbon. So, I let them. That was my mistake. Perhaps they wanted me to hear their conversation. But I acted like I was in my own world. The way they talked reminded me of my father. That scared me. I am submissive whore, but misogynistic men scare me. They do not follow any rules.

Sometimes, It’s Better That Master Does Not Know Everything

After I finished inventory and party prep, I told the boys I needed to close the bar, but they could come back tonight. But they did not want to hear that. They told me that since my master is not around, I should listen to them. That was a mistake on their part. Master would bar them from the club just for that. So, I insisted they leave. But they weren’t going to let a submissive woman or any woman tell them what to do. They came behind the bar and pinned me in a corner.

They started to grope my tits and choke me too. One of them even slapped me repeatedly. My body belongs to my master. And  he wouldn’t accept this behavior. Everybody that’s a member of this BDSM club knows they can only tie me up and spank me. Anything else requires master’s approval. I’m his prized pony. Something that hasn’t happened in a long time happened. They force fucked me..

But I know these boys can get away with murder. Their last name and their money buys them a get out of jail free card every time. I knew if I pushed this master or I could end up dead. So, I just laid there like a rag doll. And two guys not even born yet when I became a submissive sex slave, fucked my ass and my pussy. Left me full of cum. Ligature marks around my neck too. My battered ass and pussy look like raw hamburger meat. Those boys did a number on me. But in their world, I only exist for their pleasure. So, what do you think? Do I exist only for your pleasure too?

Slave Training is What a Submissive Whore Like Me Needs

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I knelt on the cold tile, shivering, my naked skin pebbled. He stood over me, the heavy leather paddle in his hand. I’d failed to keep my mouth shut during dinner, and now I was paying for it.

“Bend over, you useless piece of meat,” he spat.

I scrambled to obey, arching my back and shoving my ass high in the air. I heard the whistle of the paddle cutting through the air before it slammed into my right cheek. CRACK.

I screamed, my body jerking forward.

“Shut your fucking mouth!” he roared, the second strike landing harder, overlapping the first. CRACK. “You don’t get to make noise unless I tell you to, you pathetic bitch.”

He didn’t stop. He rained down blow after blow, the leather chewing into my flesh. My cheeks turned a violent shade of purple, swelling and stinging with a heat that felt like fire. Every time I tried to shift, he gripped my hair, yanking my head back to force me to look at my own trembling, ruined ass.

“Look at it,” he sneered, delivering a final, bone-jarring strike that left me sobbing. “This is where you belong. Under my boot, getting beaten like the mindless slut you are. You’re nothing but a toy for my amusement.”

I whimpered, pressing my forehead to the floor, completely broken.

Submissive Sex Chat is The Greatest Way To Use Me

I’m Eliana, a total Submissive sex chat slave. And my existence revolves entirely around serving my master’s every desire. Furthermore, my body belongs to him completely. So, I exist solely for his pleasure and amusement.
When he commands me to my knees, I obey instantly. Additionally, there’s nothing more intoxicating than serving his every need. So, spreading his muscular cheeks and dragging my tongue slowly across his asshole is my joy. All while he groans above me.
Consequently, my pussy leaks with need. However, my pleasure never matters, only his. For I am his Submissive.
Moreover, my master often shares me with groups of men. These men he selects specifically for my use. So, I’ve learned to keep my mouth open and my holes available. Therefore, I accept countless strangers to use me. And to pump load after load across my face and body.
Furthermore, I’ve become an expert at swallowing every drop. All while maintaining eye contact with the man who owns me. My Master.
Ultimately, submission isn’t just what I do. Thus, I am a Submissive. This is what I am.
Whether I’m licking his ass clean, devoted, and eager.  Or being used as a cum dumpster for his friends. Essentially, I remain grateful for every degrading moment he allows me.
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Donatella Must EARN Her Orgasm By Worshiping Cock

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I watch as a string of saliva follows his cock as he pulls it from my mouth. My eyes are blurry with tears, my jaw is burning from overuse, and yet, I want more. “Lay back and spread those pussy lips for me.” I immediately obey, giving him an up close and personal view of my sloppy cunt. Sucking him off got me so hot and wet, I can’t hide it. He knows it. 

“Look at you, soaked and all I did was fuck that tight little throat of yours.” He taunts slipping his fingers in the slippery folds of my pussy. I whimper and move my hips against his hand, desperately seeking contact. He just chuckles and removes his hand only to slaps it down hard against my clit. “Did I tell you to move, whore?” 

My pussy waters even more at the growled question and I shake my head, “no, sir.” He kneels in front of me and shoves his entire length inside me. I scream at the sudden fullness. 

He slaps my tit hard, pulls out a little before slamming back home. He leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear. “Shut the fuck up and take this dick.” He begins to pound me with relentless thrusts, digging deep into my womb. The head of his long, thick cock bumps against my cervix with every brutal hump of his hips against mine.

The pain is so exquisite I find myself hovering over the edge of an intense orgasm, but the second he feels my pussy start to clench down he pulls out completely and jerks his cock until he shoots his load all over the folds of my battered pussy. 

I try to hold back my whine of disappointment, but he hears me and chuckles cruelly. “Awwwh you thought I was gonna let you cum?” He pulls me up by my hair and shoves my face in his crotch. “ suck me hard again, baby, and maybe I’ll let you cum this time.”

Being an Office Submissive Whore Never Seems Boring

submissive whoreBeing a submissive whore never seems boring. Although master retired from law a couple years ago, he still manages a few wills and estates for some high-powered friends. So occasionally, I need to go to the office to help him. For almost 20 years, I served as his paralegal. We met in the early 2000s in New York City and he knew I would make the perfect slave for him. So, he trained me, sent me to paralegal school and I worked for him part-time while in school. And once I completed my paralegal degree, I became a full-time office whore.

I miss going into the office. We spent more time together there and it was usually just him and me. At the club, I might see him once or twice a week if I’m lucky. And often if other men are around, he shares me. In the office, he only ever shared me with potential clients if they were on the fence about choosing him as their lawyer. I just sweetened the deal. Sometimes I still serve in that capacity.

But this weekend he just needed his submissive sex whore to type up legal briefs and take care of his old dick. Sometimes he likes to make me multitask for shits and giggles. One of his favorite games is to make me masturbate myself repeatedly while typing up a brief. I hold one of those industrial size vibrators to my pussy while using my free hand to type up the brief. And I just cum repeatedly. Like dehydration cumming. That just means you cum so much you feel dehydrated.

A Good Office Whore Does Anything She is Told to Do

I’m certain that my pussy juice sprayed master. And it’s difficult to work through that over stimulated feeling between my legs. I do not purposely mess up for punishment. In fact, I do everything I can to avoid fucking up because I don’t want the punishment. If I let that vibrator slip off my clit, master would’ve whipped my ass raw. I’ve been with him long enough to understand the consequences of my actions.

So, I came repeatedly until it made me weak. Master could see I came close to passing out and he instructed me to stop. Then he crawled between my legs and licked the mess I made. He still loves my taste. Of course, I’m 40 years younger than his wife. So, I doubt he does much pussy eating these days.

Although his cock became hard watching me cum so much my pussy hurt, it did not stay hard. So, I knew prostate milking would be required of me. I adore my master. But I do not enjoy my finger up his old hairy asshole to milk out some pungent chunky backed up jizz. But I did it with a smile while in the 69 position. His tongue on my pussy felt good, which made it a struggle to focus on milking his prostate.

But I worked my finger up his ass and found his love button quickly. Not my first rodeo. As I came again on masters face, he shot a huge load of pungent nasty cum. And of course, being a good slave, I crawled over on my hands and knees and licked up every bit that spilled. Never a boring day in the office or anywhere for me.