Erotic submissive stories with Master Beast, in the dim glow of our private sanctuary, I become his little submissive toy, completely. I am a willing vessel of pleasure, and nothing fulfills me more than the intricate dance of erotic bondage rope play with Master Beast. It begins with the rope. Thick, soft jute fibers slide across my skin like a lover’s promise. Master Beast moves with deliberate power, his strong hands looping, knotting, and binding me. On this occasion my wrists are drawn behind my back, elbows kissing, chest thrust forward in helpless offering. The rope crisscrosses my breasts, creating pressure that makes every breath a reminder of my submission. He takes his time with my thighs, frog-tying my legs so I’m open, exposed, and utterly at his mercy. I love when he reassures me telling me, you’re my perfect little whore in his low growling voice. The words send heat flooding between my legs. I crave the degradation as much as the care. Bound tight, I can only whimper and tremble as his fingers explore my dripping folds, teasing, edging, owning. The ropes bite just enough to ground me in the moment. Every tug, every shift of my body pulls the harness tighter, stimulating sensitive nerves while I remain powerless to resist. Master Beast circles me like a predator, admiring his work, his cock hard and ready. When he finally takes me deep, relentlessly, using my bound body for his pleasure the intensity is overwhelming. I cum harder than I ever have, lost in the blend of pain, pleasure, and total surrender. This is my bliss. In his ropes, I am free. Master Beast doesn’t just bind my body he liberates my deepest desires. I am his devoted whore, craving the next session where I’ll be tied, teased, and thoroughly used again.
Tag: Submissive phone sex
Cock Worshiping is Exciting and The Best Way To Serve
Submissive slut bows all the way down to her Master
My Submissive slut soul yearns for the harsh sting of restraints. My body is to be defiled and used for my Master’s twisted desires.
Deep within my being, a searing unquenchable thirst can only be satiated by the brutal domination!
My desperate pussy only cums when in pain.
As a caged bird longs to fly free, so too does my spirit ache for the ecstasy that can only be found in the depths of pain and submission.
I desire to be bound, tortured, and claimed entirely by the one who holds the power to make me quiver with savage intensity.
Each phallic instrument of torment hungers for the slick heat of my ravaged tissues, as though it too were born to serve in worship to my Master’s primal sensuality.
My clit throbs when the whip hits my skin. Bring out the paddles that will paint my flesh a kaleidoscope of color.
But what a Submissive Whore really needs is a Master cock. Destroying those tight slutty holes.
Cum Eating Phone Sex the nasty shit i like to talk about!
Cum Eating Phone Sex, the nasty shit I like to talk about!
I really can’t get enough of jizz! I could talk about eating it all night long!
It is addicting, once you get that first taste after sucking your first cock, how could I not go back for more!
And I don’t even care whose cum it is!
Doesn’t matter to me, as long as I get to squirt it down my throat, that’s all I need!
I could drink up every drop of you and your cock!
And take it all the way down my throat!
It truly could be the only substance that keeps me addicted to life!
More than alcohol, drugs, or nicotine, that hot sticky spunk is all I need to live!
If I don’t swallow at least one load a day, I go absolutely crazy!
A Good Submissive Whore Cleans You Up and Anyone Else Too
I consider myself a good submissive whore. But I suppose everyone considers themselves a good slave if they are submissive. But I do go the extra mile to please my master as well as all my callers too. Things intensified last night. I worked too late talking to men who wanted to do very bad things to me. And while on the phone, my master stopped by unannounced.
He used his key to come in, and he found me sitting on my desk, rubbing my pussy while talking dirty with one of my phone masters. And I could see the jealousy on master’s face, but he didn’t interrupt my call. He got me this job. He wanted me to have an income once he retired. Although he takes good care of me financially, you could say that I earned his money. The things I do for that man like prostate milking should give me some sort of award in the slave world.
He spread my legs while I finished up my call. And I could feel him parting my cunt lips. My body started to feel electrified. His touch still makes me weak 25 years later. He grabbed my leather paddle and started spanking my pussy. And he likes to get it engorged. He says when he gets the blood flowing down there my pussy grips his cock like a virgin pussy. Master rarely gets erections anymore because of his age. But he stood in front of me, spanking my cunt with an erection like a teenage boy.
A Good Whore Takes Care of All the Men
When my call concluded, he slid his old hard dick into my swollen pussy and fucked me like he did 25 years ago. Perhaps listening to me service another man on the phone made his cock that hard. Perhaps seeing me play with my pussy did it for him. But I don’t look at gift horse in the mouth. I showed off my cock sucking skills. But this time I did not need to put my finger in his ass while giving him a deep throat blow job. Eventually, he stopped me because he wanted to cream in my pussy, not my mouth.
An obedient submissive slut, I hopped back on my desk, spread my legs and let that old man fuck me. And he pumped me full of his old, pungent cum. But I smiled. I do love taking care of my master. And I took care of him. But he took care of me. Filled my pussy with chunky old cum and watched me lick it out. I would dip my fingers into my pussy and scoop up some of his jizz and lick it off my fingers. A good whore cleans up her mess. And a good whore cleans up your mess too.
















