Submissive whore club. Ever heard of such a thing? I found myself indoctrinated to one over the weekend. Since my current long term master is getting too old to really play our BDSM games anymore, I have been hitting the underground club scene looking for a new master. Finding an old school master and servant relationship is hard I have discovered. Most of the young dominant men I encounter have very different views of a submissive whore like me than older men do. This young guy who took me home Friday night made sure I understood I was his property for however long he desired. There were no safe words. I was his bitch. I would do as I was told. When he pulled his cock out, I was prepared to blow him, but he pissed in my face and laughed. When I grimaced, he pulled my red mane and dragged me to his bathroom. His toilet was disgusting. I don’t think he had flushed it in a week. I could smell the stale piss and shit. “I’ve been saving this for the perfect whore,” he laughed as he shoved my face in his filthy toilet water. He held my head under so I was forced to swallow shit and piss. He would bring me up for air, then submerge me again. I have never been a scat phone sex submissive, because toilet play was never a part of my submissive duties. I tried to tell this young guy that I don’t do this sort of thing, but he didn’t care about what I wanted at all. He pulled me up, tossed me on the floor of his bathroom, dropped his trousers and shit on my face. He used me like a port a potty. I felt so degraded and humiliated. Never have I been treated like that. “Welcome to the modern world whore. You are now a part of my submissive whore club,” he seethed as he forced me to eat his shit. I am not ready for a modern day submissive relationship. Perhaps I need some training.
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Submissive Whore Club
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Sometimes this submissive little whore likes to switch and be a punisher to her Daddy. When in his dungeon, it’s usually him taking the reigns but last night I turned the tables.
Strapping him to the table, I told him that his cock needed to be punished for being hard when I didn’t give permission. After placing a male chastity device on his raging hard-on, I locked it up and put the key away. Now, he was mine and I told him what a little sissy that he was that day for letting me take control. He writhed, twitched and moaned letting me know that he liked taking on this new role.
I made him beg me for the pleasure of having my pussy on his face. He pleaded for me to straddle him there on the table and I smothered him with it. I rode his face like my life depended on it. Teasing his cock with my tongue, I made him beg for more. He had to tell me he needed my mouth on his shaft. He had to whine like a little sissy. By the time I got the chastity off of him, I couldn’t wait to taste his cock and his cum.
Submissive Whore: Like Mother Like Daughter
I’m a submissive whore. Born and raised that way. My mother was a submissive whore too. I want my daughter to be a submissive whore, but she fights me on it. She likes to think of herself as a sexy little bitch in charge, but being dominant is not in her DNA. She is a young teen girl and they think their shit doesn’t stink. The young girls of today are vastly different from the teen girls of my generation. I understand that men rule this world; that women are here to serve them. I have very old school, even archaic views of women according to my hot teen slut daughter. My primary master is not interested in young girls. He is quite a bit older than I am, so in my forties, I seem young to him. My daughter is a baby in his eyes. I need someone who can break her. It is going to need to be someone quite dominant, even sadistic because she is not going to break easily. I need a man into extreme bondage and BDSM. My little girl is mouthy, obstinate and full of ego. She thinks men are on this earth to worship her. She is not a virgin, but she has not been fucking long so she has a really tight pussy still. Her anal cherry is still in tack, however, because she refuses to give up her ass. She thinks it is gross to fuck where she shits from. In her mind, her fuck holes are hers and she decides who fucks her when, where and how. She needs taught a lesson, but she needs more than a good hard fuck up the ass. She needs used, abused even turned out and tortured. I am making a plea to all the strong dominant cruel masters out there who like young things to break my daughter. Make her a submissive slut like me. I promise to help.
Submissive Slut Faces Her Worst Fear
A submissive slut does what is asked of her, even if it scares the piss out of her. I was a very bad slave. I spit out Master’s cum because it tasted nasty from the asparagus he ate for lunch. I had to be punished. My punishment was extreme. He hauled my ass to a graveyard. I hate graveyards. They scare me. He knows that. He knows all my fears. When we arrived, I saw him slip some money to a grounds keeper. The next thing I knew I was being forced into a coffin. No ordinary coffin either. This one had a fresh stiff in it. I went into full panic mode. Hyper ventilating, shaking uncontrollably, even pissing on myself. When the coffin shut, I started screaming, pleading for forgiveness. The smell of death made me sick. I could hear Master laughing on the outside. My fear amused him. I have not been in a coffin for a very long time. This was my first time with a dead body. My last offense was far more egregious, but here I was being punished like I bit his cock off. I lost count of time. It felt like I was in there for days, but it was only a couple hours according to Master. When he opened the coffin door, I was drenched in sweat. My finger nails were broken and bloody from trying to claw myself out. I smelled like piss and vomit, but I let Master skull fuck me right there. I let him fuck me on a fresh gravestone. I didn’t really let him. I misspeak. There is no letting a Master do anything. I am his property. He let me know that I needed to be a proper submissive whore at all times or I would end up dead and buried in a coffin and no one would ever find me. Master knows how to keep his bitches in line. Do you sir?
Bondage Whore Troubles
As a bondage whore, I get myself all tied up sometimes. My daughter wanted to practice her rope skills this weekend, or so I thought. She is not a dedicated submissive like me. She is more of a switch. She has dabbled on both sides. If I had my druthers, she would be a full time submissive like her mother. I’m aging out for many of my masters, but they all seem to like my teen daughter once they meet her. Gravity is still her friend. Plus, she has tight holes unlike me. I raised her alone with my son. Perhaps if I had a dominant man as a husband, she would have grown up differently. Guys ask me all the time why didn’t I force her to be a submissive whore like me. A true submissive, even a subby mommy, can’t force anyone to do anything. A dominant male influence is required to break a girl. Trust me, she needs broken too. She tied me up and left me on the living room floor all weekend. She thought it was funny. While I was bound and gagged, she took my debit card and my car and had herself one hell of a fun weekend. She crawled back home last night reeking of sex and booze laughing at the fact that I was tied up laying in my own urine. So I have decided to sell her to anyone who wants a teen whore to abuse. This little twat waffle of mine needs a stern master, a very cruel one to break her. At this point, I wouldn’t care if you wanted to snuff her out. She is nothing but a pain in my ass. Any dominant men want to break a stubborn teen whore in a very painful and deadly manner?
Slave Punishment
You know what’s hot? Hot and steamy and sexy kinda hot? When you get all worked up from being pounded all hard, you’re tied up and helplessly taking a long throbbing shaft and you feel the release from your nipples clamps – only to be followed by a sharp cool pain. That pain is ice, running over my nipples. And then suddenly his cock is outta my cunt and is being replaced with ice. Perhaps this is punishment for having too much fun being submissive slut. A stupid little skank enjoying being treated like a whore. This surprise of ice was followed by a hard pressure in my ass, it was also a sharp pain, but more painful than the ice – some toy that was torturing my asshole from the inside. I was squirming and moaning and begging for mercy, but he only pushed me further. Making me be his slave that deserves every second of punishment and torture. And you know what? I still love it, even as I beg.
Submissive Slut Needs Master
Never give up, as a submissive slut. They say the right master will come along one day and dominate me…but I am starting to lose hope. It’s been almost a year since I’ve had a consistent master. One that will truly use and abuse me every single day…just like I really want. You see, I imagine myself locked in a cage or a basement all day long. My movement limited by chains…and covered in cum. Not to mentioned filled slap full with it too. Maybe he will make me call him master; maybe he will make me call him Daddy…maybe he won’t allow me to talk at all. Either way I promise to be a good submissive whore. I promise to do whatever is asked of me, I mean ordered of me to do. May it be clean the ground with my tongue, or be your toilet slave. I’ll do any slutty and nasty thing my owner tells me to. I promise, if only you’ll be the one to own me.
Slave Training for a Submissve Whore
Slave training doesn’t happen just once in your life. I’m a natural redhead; that makes me a bit stubborn and unruly sometimes according to my Master. I need to be broken more often than a young slut. Retraining is what Master calls it. I showed up late to work again. That is twice now this year I have been tardy. Master finds that unacceptable. The moment I walked in the office, he greeted me with a whip. I got several lashes to my black like a black slave received two centuries ago. I fought back the tears, but the pain was too much. I felt the blood soaking my white blouse. Master just smiled an evil grin looking at the agony on my face. I actually peed my panties from the pain. He stripped me naked and force fucked me. I say force fuck because I never really want to fuck him. Yes, he owns me, but he is old with a shriveled up dick and gray body hair. Pot belly too. I know it is wrong to hope for his death, but I do. I want a new Master. His dick felt cold and dry in my ass. That was until my warm wet blood trickled down my back onto his cock as he was sodomizing me. His hands clenched my throat tightly as he pounded his old dick in and out of me. For his age, he has enormous strength and so much anger. I have been his bitch for decades. Sometimes, I pray that he goes just a little too far and kills me. My daughter says call the police on him; have him thrown in jail for torture. But, Master has forced me to be his willing slave all these years with documents that I was too stupid to read before signing. He made it look like I have been embezzling from him for years, but all that money is in some Swiss account off the Cayman Islands that I can never touch. For a stupid submissive whore like me, it is prison or years of slave torture. I accepted my fate long ago so my offspring would have a home, but as they get older, I still wonder if prison would be better than this constant torture.