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Submissive Sex Easter

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Happy Easter with submissive sex. This man I hang with on occasion came over for Easter brunch. I have not seen him in a while, so when he called me, I invited him to have Easter brunch with my son and daughter. It quickly became apparent that he only wanted my daughter. I tried to convince him she is not in to dominant men. He said she just had not met the right man yet. I will admit I was jealous. I can’t compete with a teen slut. Gravity loves her. She is cute and perky and tight. Three things this old submissive whore is not anymore. My daughter is not my biggest fan either. I knew if she caught wind of the fact that he wanted to fuck her, she would be his subby whore out of spite. My daughter is no dummy. She picked up on it in minutes. The next thing I knew, she had her shirt off and her tits in his face telling me he should fuck her instead. She didn’t know what she was getting into. He pulled her by her cock teasing hair and threw her on the dining room table. He pulled her panties off and fucked her tight ass. Her face was face down in the mashed potatoes as he gave her such a hardcore ass fucking that she screamed bloody murder. Seeing her in pain made me see the situation differently. I was no longer jealous. I was happy. Happy that my righteous stuck up bitch of a daughter was finally getting the slave training she needs. My cunt daughter has been a cock teaser for years. It was about time that she was shown how to be a cock pleaser. My old friend broke her and now she will be a good subby whore just like her mommy.

Worshiping My Dominator

My new sir hinted to me a while back that he really liked my pantyhose. I was wearing them one night. He looked at me and said he would love to use my pantyhose as my restraints one day. I could see the excitement rise in his eyes and in his pants. My new sir has been the best master I could have ever asked for. I have learned more from him in this past month than I ever learned from any other master. I knew sir didn’t have any training planned for the next couple of days. He has been to busy with work. This was the perfect time for me to show him how much I enjoy being his submissive fuck whore. This was a tricky plan and it could go good or bad. I knew I was not supposed to do things without sirs permission but I wanted to worship my master. I kept everything simple. I lit 6 long candles for a little kinky play and the only other things I needed were my pantyhose, three pairs to be exact. When my sir got home later that night he opened the door to me on my knees. I had the candles lit behind me. I was wearing one pair of my pantyhose while holding the other two pairs in each hand. Sir looked surprised and turned on when he saw me. I looked deep into his eyes and said “Forgive me sir for doing this without your permission, please let me worship you and show you my appreciation. ” sir gave me a small grin and said, “Now that’s a good little submissive whore.” from that point on sir made sure he was in charge. He used all three pairs of my pantyhose on my submissive body, restraining me in ways I have never been restrained before. At the very end sir had one pair of my pantyhose tied around my wrist, the other pair he tied around my ankles and the last pair was tied around my neck. The pair tied around my neck was made to be used as a leash. Sir grabbed on tight, pounding his dominating dick deep into my throat. Each time he would stop for a minute I would beg for more. When I knew he was about to shoot his man creme everywhere, I begged him to cum on my face and in my mouth. He grabbed the pantyhose and pulled it back making my head staring at the ceiling. That’s when his dominating dick erupted like a volcano, and his sweet lava erupted on my face. I begged sir to let me clean every last drop up with my tongue. My sir let me clean every last bit of his cream. Things got so hot with the pantyhose. Sir didn’t even think about using the candles. I love being a submissive fuck whore to my Sir, with all his submissive training’s things will only get better.

On my Knees

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I didn’t do a good enough job of scrubbing the floors, so Master needed to punish me. He put on one of my collars and told me to stay on my knees. I was not allowed to stand up for any reason at all. Master grabbed the back of my head and pushed my lazy slut face into the floor so I could see what a bad job I did. He stuffed my mouth with cleaning sponges until I started to choke and dragged me by my hair close to him. Master used his whole fist to punish my sorry cunt…he didn’t even take off his rings. I could feel them ripping me up inside. Then he shoved his whole cock up my asshole and pumped until runny shit started seeping out. It felt like I was being torn open, but it’s what I deserve for not taking care of Master like I should. I took his anal abuse until he came straight into my asshole. He dragged me to the basement and ordered me to stay there until told otherwise. It’s been a long time and I’m sticky with shit and semen…I wonder when he’ll release me.

Submissive Secretary Slave

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My work as a secretary for a high-power employer isn’t always the greatest part of my day. We just got a new dashing CEO and he called me into his office on his first day. He wanted to outline my new contract and job duties. The first of which was to get down on my knees and have my new CEO/Master tie me up to be his subservient subby cunt. My new contract states that I now belong completely to him and the company and my body is to be used whenever he pleases. He slapped me around in his office and forced his cock down my throat. I always complained that my previous position lacked fun, but be careful what you wish for. The boss then bent me over his desk and wacked my ass with his bare hands until I was bright red and aching. Perhaps being the company subby cunt is just the excitement I needed at work.

Pleasure And Pain

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I was woken up by Sir tying a blindfold around my eyes, he told me he is going to walk me downstairs into the dining room. I already knew it was time for me to learn something new. Sir had the blindfold wrapped around my eyes tight, I could feel the cloth cutting into my skin. He escorted me down the stairs, holding me tightly around my arm. Once we got into the dining room, Sir sat me down on a chair, took my wrists and put them behind my back. I felt a rope going around both of my wrists, tying them tight to the chair. The blindfold was left around my eyes. When sir spoke he was using a different accent. Almost like a British spy. He told me I am now his prisoner and if I do not tell him what he wants to know, I will be punished. Sir makes me sleep in my panties and that is what I was wearing while being restrained to a chair, blindfolded. I had to go along with any question sir asked me and if I did not get it right, I was punished. I felt a long feather run across my chest, making its way slowly down to my submissive, warm cunt. I was really turned on, I rarely feel any soft touches from my masters. Then Sir asked me who was in his house. I was quiet for a moment, trying to think of the correct answer.

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I was not quick enough, the next thing I knew hot wax was being poured on my chest. I moaned out in pain. Sir then consoled me, giving me whispers in my ear, telling me to calm down as if I was a rugrat. I felt a cold compress on my chest, cooling down the burns from the hot wax that was stuck to my skin. I was then asked a series of unanswerable questions. Once we plaid the game a little while longer, I knew what Sir was doing. My Sir was showing me the art of being submissive to pleasure and pain. It is one thing to keep getting pain inflicted on the body. Eventually, the body will grow numb to it. When Sir would give me a little pleasure then switch to a lot of pain, the pain was more and more intense each time. He kept me blindfolded the whole time as a form of Sensory play to heighten my senses to touch. By the end of our game, my nipples were raw, red and throbbing from the clamps he would take on and off and my skin was burnt in different places. I still have two red hand marks on my face from being slapped hard by my sir’s big strong hands.

Submissive Whore

submissive whoreA submissive whore does as she is told. When my Master wanted me to play with my ass for him, I did my best to give him the show he wanted. I was toying with my ass with a big dildo. He seemed to like it, but he wanted more. He told me to impress him. It was an order. If I had disobeyed, I would be in trouble, maybe not even dead. I had to think of something quick. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I fisted my own ass. I had no lube and I was in an awkward position, but I made it happen. I stuck my fingers in first, then worked my hand in and eventually I was up to my elbow in my ass while master masturbated. He made me call myself a stupid whore. He loved making me shame myself while I fisted myself. When he grew bored with that, I put a baseball bat up my ass. I worked hard to impress him because he is one mean son of a bitch I never want to disappointed. Just like I never want to disappoint you either.

The Submissive In Me

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I want to be your Submissive slave, Submissive slut, your Bondage whore. My point is, I want to submit to you in every way possible. Take me and make me the obedient woman you always wanted. I want to serve you and submit to your authority. Use me as your personal fuck whore. See how far you can push me until I break. Use me as your personal sex toy while making me wear a collar. If I am not pleasuring you good enough, take the leash you have attached to the collar and choke me. A fucking whore like myself may not deserve a cock as big and good looking as yours. I know I will have to beg you and show you how much I desire your sexy sex pistol blasting down my throat filling me up until I am blue in the face with tears streaming down. I am all yours, I cannot say no. Being the submissive fuck whore that I am, all I am good at is obeying every word and order that comes out of your mouth.

Slave Training with Scat

slave trainingI told him I was not into scat play and he told me I needed slave training. He wanted me to be his toilet. The more I protested, the more he wanted me to worship his dirty ass. When I kept saying that I was not into shit, he tied me up and tossed me on the ground He had me helpless. He said no subby whore was going to tell him no. This was not my master nor my boss. This was my son. He was in another pissed off mood and wanted to humiliate me. He doesn’t understand why his life is a mess. He blames me for everything wrong and refuses to acknowledge that his anger and his oxy addiction is what is to blame for his woes.  He was screaming at me that I do whatever my boss tells me to do. That is because he is a true master. We have safe words, and he respects my limits. My son doesn’t respect anything. As I was down on the floor, he squatted over my face and shit. It was disgusting. His steaming pile of poo was on his mother’s face. I tried to shake my head, but it wasn’t moving anywhere. He told me I could stay tied up with shit on my face, or I could open my mouth, eat it and be released. That was a tough decision to make, honestly. Both options were equally disgusting. After an hour of his shit resting on my face, I ended up eating it. I don’t enjoy scat phone sex. But I could eat his shit and get on with my night. Or, I could lay there for God knows how long with his shit on my face. Now, my son is calling me his shit eating mommy slave.

Slut Training

Sir had an alarm set to wake me up early. We have begun, as he likes to call it, Slut training. My sir told me I am a very good submissive slut but he can see where I have not been trained the correct way. He told me the men are not patient enough to train a submissive slut the way they should be trained. My sir told me to get in a real kinky outfit, he told me if I was going to be a submissive slut, I need to look like one.

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Once I got dressed he had me stand in front of the mirror and he told me he was going to teach me different poses. Poses that would make me look like the submissive slut I was going to be. He told me I knew how to get on my knees and suck his cock like a submissive slut, now all I need to learn is how to look the part. After we were done with the different poses, Sir told me I am going to be stretching out my cunt and asshole in different ways. I am supposed to remember everything he teaches me. If I do not remember, Sir will punish me until my submissive brain makes sure to remember. He will show me how he likes to train every submissive slut that comes into his home. Sir is a very calm and patient man but there is something about him that terrifies me. The energy he gives off is one where I know without him saying anything I better not fuck around with him. Sir is a very smart man, I am grateful Sir kidnapped me. He is going to make me the best Submissive Slut I can be.

Bare Bottom Spankings and More for This Whore

bare bottom spankingsBare bottom spankings turn me on. I love the feel of a strong, firm hand across my naked ass. I am a pain slut. Nothing turns me on more than having my ass spanked with a hand or a belt. I prefer the hand, but I am rarely so lucky. I think I like ass spankings so much because my daddy slapped my ass 100s of times growing up. I would feel his hard cock pressed under my belly as he would say something like this hurts me more than you. Bull shit daddy. He was getting turned on seeing my round, bare ass. Just like any man today who punishes my ass. I would like to say I hate it, but I am a punishment and a submissive whore. I just love all things associated with my ass. Spankings, canings, floggings and hardcore ass fuckings. My ass is up for grabs, men. Bring you’re a game because I am a seasoned whore. I am not one of these young girls who thinks Fifty Shades of Gray is real BDSM life. I am an old whore. The harder you spank me, the wetter I get.