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Master Takes Out His Rage

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Master was upset with me, so I tried my best to diffuse the situation as best as I could. My attempts were in vain- I seemed to only make him more upset. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the floor and down to the basement. I tumbled down the stairs from his powerful kick. Landing like a rag doll at the foot of the stairs, I laid there, still dazed. When Master made it down, he picked me back up by the hair and forced me to kneel face down with my ass in the air. He secured the thick leather cuffs so that each wrist was attached to an ankle. With no slack in the restraints, I was stuck in this position.

Drawing his hand back, he spanked my bare ass with a powerful slap. My ass stung as my cheeks began to turn pink. Yelping with each strike, I endured the seemingly endless spanking until my ass was red hot and my nerve endings all screamed in agony. Jerking my head back, he came around and jammed his cock down my throat until he was about to blow his load. He then held my head in place so I couldn’t move around as his creamy jizz covered my face. Standing up, he lit up a cigarette, ashing it onto my ass as he let his stream of piss roll down my entire body. I’ll have to work harder not to make Master mad anymore.

Submissive Whore Obeys Master

Master brought home the deli guy today. Apparently they’ve become great friends, and Master wanted to share with his friend, since his friend always takes such good care of him. I was in my proper position when they came in, and the deli man seemed very pleased to see me so. He led me in to the bedroom and had me position myself on my hands and knees facing master. He climbed onto the bed behind me, and slammed his cock into me. Submissive WhoreHe grabbed my hip with one hand and my hair with the other, and he started beating my pussy up! He was hitting it so hard, I was hurting, and he knew it. The more he knew it hurt me, the harder he drove into me, pressing my cervix further up into my belly, and rearranging my insides to let his cock deeper. I cried out a couple of times, and Master smiled. He knew I was hurting, and he was thrilled about it. I knew Master would take care of me, though. He always does.

Spank this bare ass.

bare bottom spankingWho doesn’t like a bare bottom spanking. It takes us all back to the days when we were young. Being turned over mommy or daddy’s knee for our punishment.  Some of us really like it. I know I did. Feeling daddy’s wrath as he fired up my ass with his cock pushed against my thigh. I knew that if I begged enough, he would rub my little ass and make it feel all better. How many of you did that?

Or maybe you prefer being the Master. Having control and doling out those spanks. The fire in your hand as it slams against bare flesh, then grabbing a belt or wooden spoon to continue.. The cries for mercy as I beg you to stop. I can’t take anymore. “Please, Master, no more.” as you  tear up my flesh, making it cherry red, then blue and purple. You love being in charge and owning me.

You should hear my stories of the objects that Master uses to punish me. There are so many common household items that work so well for spankings. Care to share of your own ideas with me? This slut loves to be beaten hard.

 

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I was starting a new job as a mouse maid for a rich woman who seemed to be in her early 30’s. Excited to start, I showed up eagerly in my maid’s uniform, getting right to work when she showed me where everything was. She had me start in the living room, where she watched me to make sure I would be skilled enough to keep the house properly clean, or so I thought. When I turned around, she had stripped into a sexy dominatrix outfit and was holding a tasseled whip. Slapping me across the face, she pushed me to my knees and told me she was to be my Mistress and I her slave. I really needed the job, and I knew I deserved the punishment, so I got on all fours as she ripped off my panties.

She started with just her hand as she spanked my bare ass, making me cringe with each stinging slap. After both cheeks were nice and red, she whipped me hard. Yelping in pain, I could only say, Yes Mistress, as she told me how much of a filthy slut I was. She then tied my hands to my thighs with rope before straddling my face, forcing me to eat her cunt. Her juices dripped down my face as she rubbed her clit against my tongue. Cumming in a gushing burst, she made me eat all her cum as she squirted all over me. Mistress says I must always swallow all of her juices.

I’m a little slave slut

BDSM phone sexJust a little bit buzzed tonight after a wild BDSM phone sex party. I thought I’d entertain you with a nursery rhyme. This one just might make your cock a little hard. Call me now and make me sing it for you. I’ll even your stick your cock in my mouth and hum it for you.

I’m a Little Sex Slave  (sung to I’m a Little Teapot)

 

I’m a little slave slut, Ass hanging out

Here is my love sleeve. Here is my mouth.

When I get well beaten, Then I shout.

Fuck my asshole. Fuck my mouth.

 

I’m a special bitch, yes it’s true.

Just look at what damage my master can do.

I can take a beating, a blow to the snout

Just bend me over and bottom me out.

 

I’m a little sexpot, with a busted pout

Here is my fuckhole, here is my mouth

When I’m well beaten, then I shout.

Bend me over and bottom me out!!!

 

I’m a special sex slave, yes it’s true.

Just look at my pussy. It belongs to you.

I can make a man cum with my mouth.

Just tip me over and bottom  me out.

 

(I’m a Little Tea Pot
By George H. Sanders and Clarence Z. Kelley, © Marilyn Sanders Music)
Make me sing you all kinds of slutty songs while we fuck. I love it.

Pantyhose Foot Fetish Fun

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So, there’s this thing called submissive phone sex. I have been living the nightmare for over 8 yrs now and Master’s demands are just getting more outrageous with time. Last night you called me to your den. I bowed at your feet. You yanked me up by my hair and ordered me to put on my “slut suit.”  That meant we were probably going to one of your famous parties where it would be “no-holes-barred” with me. I’d get passed around like a plate of Hors d’oeuvres in a starving crowd of drug doused pervs.  I knew by the time I went home, I’d be a mess of raw flesh, covered in bruises, and exposed to all kinds of disease.

Tonight, you wanted me to wear pantyhose and heels. I knew that was code for your foot fetish crowd. They cared nothing about my pussy or mouth. These were piggie-sucking and fucking,  joe-jam slurping losers. Shredding my pantyhose open to get to my pink-toenailed jewels. Several of them at one time would be rubbing their cocks over my legs and feet, admiring the soft foot flesh. They’d press my soles together, fervently fucking my my foot pussy.

What they don’t know is your dirty secret. Later, when the party is over, you’ll have me peel off the ripped and jizz soaked pantyhose. You’ll put them to your nose, inhale deeply, and then moan. I will stroke your cock, chanting. “Pretty pink piggies, all soaked in cum.” You’ll suck out all of the fuck juices from my smelly hose until you spurt your own load on my waiting little tootsies.

 

Abducted and Tortured

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Some people chose the bondage phone sex life and others are forced into it. I was never given a choice. It certainly wasn’t a lifestyle that I chose, but one that I’ve come to accept. I miss my family and If I ever want to see them again, I must comply with my Master’s wishes.

I always thought human trafficking or flesh peddling was a joke. Just an excuse to account for the runaways. But now that I am personally living this nightmare, I finally understand the evil truth.

There’s a party tonight. High society in the bondage kingdom and I know Master plans to take me. It reminds me of the Kennel Club show where the dog gets named best in show. He’ll dress me all up and flaunt his property. I will be expected to tend to the needs of anyone who asks. Basically, I get to be a punching bag and fuck doll to any man who wishes to inflict pain upon me. I’m a good little poochie though. I’ll be the perfect slave. Tonight I will still be forced to listen to the tortured screams of the others who failed to please the Masters. For some it will be the End. For others the torment just goes on forever.

Submissive Phone Sex Mommy

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is all you get with me. In fact, I don’t really know how to be dominant. Guys call me expecting that I have dominated my daughter, but that goes against my nature. I just don’t know how to take the lead. I don’t know how to be in charge. I have been submissive since I was in utero. My master has never shown interest in jail bait pussy, so I never had to make that choice. I know, however, from my phone masters that my daughter needs to be used because she is tighter and younger than her mother. She needs slave training. She is nothing like her mother. She thinks I am a joke. She thinks I let men use me because I am a doormat. She doesn’t understand that I let men use me because I like being submissive. I am submissive because I think men are superior in every way. My daughter and son rule me. They could get away with murder, maybe even get away with my murder. My daughter is an unruly twat. I recognize that, but I am powerless as her submissive mother to correct her behavior. My master is uninterested in pussy more than 50 years younger than him. He is uninterested in jail bait pussy because of his law career. My son only wants to fuck his sister; he has no desire to turn her into his little bitch. He says that is what he has me for. That leaves you. You can break her young bald pussy in the proper way. She is no virgin, but she needs broken. It is going to require a certain kind of man, a very dominant kind of man. I won’t lie to you. I hope it hurts. I don’t understand girls these days thinking men owe them. Women are on this earth to take of you, nothing more, nothing less. Please help me slave train my teen whore properly?

Master’s Fuck Slave

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Master found me at a party. He knew I would be his good whore if tamed properly. He took me back to his home, fucking me hard all night long, claiming my pussy. With each thrust, he snarled that this was his property, and I was his to do with as he sees fit. I couldn’t believe how big his cock was! It stretched my tight hole, making me wince. He fucked me more times than I could count, each time dropping a fat load inside me. He said it was to mark his property before sharing with anyone else. Calling up three of his friends, they all showed up quickly when they heard there was a dirty whore ready to take on all of them at once. All of them towered over me. They were so tall and strong, it was easy for them to throw me around like a rag doll, tossing me back and forth between cocks. Having four cocks was a lot to handle, but they had no mercy and took which ever part of me they wanted. I choked on one fuckstick while two others double stuffed me. They then made me get down to the ground on my knees so they could blanket me in their cum. It was a teenage bukkake as they shot their loads all over my face and tits. I was a good skank for master!

Spanking Chat – Master’s Anger

Spanking chatMaster was angry. I had no idea who had pissed him off, or what had happened, but he was pissed. He stalked right past me, hardly acknowledging my presence, which he only does when his anger could potentially cause me harm. I knew to stay out of the way until he called for me, and just did the household things I knew he’d appreciate until then. When he finally did call for me, I could hear the iron-willed control that I loved so much threading his voice. When I found him, Master was in the dungeon, and he had his flog and riding crop out, along with the shackles. Master told me that he needed me to endure pain for him, and that he was sorry that he needed to because he loves me so dearly. I walked over to the table, bent myself over it, and held my hands in their proper place. He shackled them to their respective bindings, and ran a hand over my bare ass. He bent down and kissed each cheek, apologizing again, before I felt the first blow from the flog. He spanked me hard several times, then switched to the riding crop, landing blows all across my cheeks, and occasionally hitting my hips and thighs in the process. I was welting, and I would bear these marks for a few days, I already knew this. But, I knew that I was helping Master, and that made all the difference. By the time his fingers found their way to my cunt, I was sore and aching, and I needed what only he could give. When he finally rammed his dick all the way into me, I cried out with the pain and pleasure of it. Master took his anger out on my cunt and ass for over an hour before kissing every inch of the skin he’d bruised.