Being a Submissive Whore means that now that master has begun training my girls, I know it’s only a matter of time before he breeds me! Master has been taking his time slowly but surely turning my oldest daughter into a filthy little sub slut. My youngest is getting ideas about serving him too, which is all a part of Master’s plan to subjugate them both. I know Master is thinking of breeding me because I saw the sex swing back up in the Livingroom when I got home from my errands. Master calls it his “Breeding sling” because he loves to pound my Milf pussy hard until he leaves a hot steaming nut deep in my fuck tunnel. Master will then shove a plug in my cunt while I hang upside down, letting my womb absorb all of his sperm for hours. Master will surely fill up the cunt baster with his cum too, he likes to baste my twat with his cum even when I’m already full of his cream to ensure that I get knocked up once again.
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Gangbang phone sex is a fading glory to share
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.
Torture Phone Sex Is The Quickest Way To Get Me Soaked!
Torture phone sex is something I’ve always had quite a soft spot for. I love the idea of being used like a worthless little whore while I get used and abused by a hot older man and his friends. I love the marks and bruises being abused leaves behind, looking at them throughout the day literally makes my pussy drip every time I see them on my milky white skin. The red welts of love left behind after being whipped, or the deep purple bruises after I’ve been bit, a little too hard. That’s what I crave, what I spend tons of time just daydreaming about.
Would you like to come to show me what you’ve got, see if you have what it takes to really make my pussy wet and achy for you? It takes a true Dominant to really get me going. Someone who just has that Dominant air about them, the one that makes me crave them like a needy little whore.
Tonight I had an amazing phone call with a guy who actually kinda took me by surprise. At first, I didn’t think he had it in him, but them it got really dark and amazing as the call went on. He talked about pinching my nipples until they bled with vice grips, and using a car battery to shock my pussy. Now that’s fucking hot.
After that call my pussy was so wet I just had to go rub one out again, moaning like a slut while I replayed the whole conversation in my head. That’s the kinda Dominant I need, one that really leaves a lasting impression.
Respect My Subspace
You have to be really careful with bondage and submission, not just for your body, but for your mind as well. You can get hurt really badly by a dom who doesn’t give a shit about you. If they aren’t careful, your momentary master can give you scars that last a lifetime. Not just physical but mental scars, too.
I’m usually pretty good at vetting the cocky pricks who want to subjugate me. Not only do I need to figure out what type of abuse they plan on putting me through, but I gotta get a sense of their respect for my sacred subspace. They can go pretty far with my body, I can take a lot of physical punishment. I love it, makes sex feel visceral and real. I haven’t been put through a single second of submission that I haven’t been able to take, as long as I have access to my subspace.
I have places I can take myself to in my mind that makes being tied up and contorted into crazy positions a cake walk. I can take a hardcore pussy pounding or butt banging while I’m wrapped up in ropes or chained to a table with no problem at all if I’m allowed to drift off to the distant recesses of my mind. I’ll be a sex slave for hours while I dwell in my mental daisy lane. They have to let me go there, though.
If there’s no break in the abusive action and I’m forced to constantly interact and do whatever the dumbass dom wants me to do every single second of our submissive sex session, I won’t be happy and I won’t be allowing them near me ever again. Relationships are about respect, S&M interactions are no different. When you dominate me, you can pretty much do what you want to do, as long as you let me do what I need to do.