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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Spanking phone sex, I will listen better I swear!
My brother was not pleased with me. I am suppose to worship his cock the moment he gets home, however I was too busy playing with my pussy in my room that I did not hear him cum home so early. When I saw him standing at my doorway, watching him with a thick swollen hard cock- I knew I was in big trouble.
I immediately hopped off my bed and crawled quickly to him. He grabbed me by my hard and dragged me back over to my bed. He sat down and bent my over his lap. He cracked his hand over my bare ass. “What the fuck do you think you are doing.”
I whimpered and told him how sorry I was. “I worship your cock I am so sorry, I love your big dangly balls that are full of cum, I will do anything for them.”
I tried to make up for my stupidity, but my brother was not having it. He wanted to make my ass pure red and wilted. My ass tingled and I felt it shooting up my spine. He was making my ass numb. He finally beat the shit out of me enough to make me completely sorry. I learned my lesson.
I got on my hands and knees and begged for forgiveness. He blew his load right in my eyes. I will remember to not fuck up next time.
BDSM Dance Class
I went to my Wednesday night dance class dressed a little better than usual, because the dance instructor had been catching my eye and last night was the night that I made my move. Throughout the class, I caught Bob the instructor checking me out. This was nothing new. I had been noticing him watching me for weeks now, and I wanted some of that action last night.
After class, I stuck behind and told Bob I’ve seen him watching me, “Let’s just fuck and get it over with, ” I said. He did not reply, only took me by the hand and led me to a dark room in the back which did not have any windows. On the walls, there was all kinds of Mr. Grey bondage type shit. He tied my hands behind my back and then tied that to the dance barre. He blindfolded me next and removed all of my clothes. Next came the clamps on my nipples, which he tugged on as he told me to get on my knees in a gruff voice.
I felt his hard throbbing cock press against my lips and I opened up, licking and sucking like a good little submissive. Still on my knees, he got behind me and began to fuck my ass with a fierce intensity. He pulled my hair and fucked me hard, just like I knew he would. We played for hours, and I took his load wherever he wanted to put it. When I left, I had cum in every possible place and I am sure that he was pleased.
I can’t wait until next weeks class.
Old School Submissive Whore
Looking for a submissive whore? I’m an old school kind of woman. My mom was June Clever. She was a stay at home mother who doted on me and my brother and worshiped my daddy. On the outside it was all very Mad Men. Wife cooked, cleaned, birthed the brats and had her husband’s martini and slippers ready when he came home from work. But behind closed doors it was 50 Shades of Gray. I was pretty young when I found the special room. It had all sorts of strange devices to a young girl. I know now those devices intimately. Ball gags, hand cuffs, cat of 9 tails, spreader bars, blind folds, whips, riding crop…. all the accoutrements of a bondage whore. My mother was my dad’s submissive in and out of the bedroom.
When I reached a certain age, I too became my father’s submissive little whore. He taught me how to be a good sex slave. He taught me the art of bondage and BDSM games. But the difference between then and now is that few men are into soft core bondage. The days of master and servant are over. There are no safe words. I need a new master. Mine is just too old for our bondage games. I enjoy bondage, BDSM and spanking , however they seem so vanilla in comparison to the extreme submissive phone sex things you want me to do. I drink piss; I swallow puke and gallons of cum. I even eat shit. I burn myself with cigarettes; cut myself with razor blades. I put pins through my nipples and sodomize my ass with beer bottles. All these things are what the modern dominate man seems to enjoy, so I deliver.
Perhaps you can help school me further in modern domination? I am a willing slave, who will never put up a fight. Well, not much of one at least. Check out other submissive women on our Twitter.
Cum slut phone sex
Daddy got his stupid little whore and told me to come to the bedroom. I did exactly what he said, since I always listen to him. He told me he had a suprise for me. He opened a bowl and had a bunch of creamy sticky jizz compacted into it. Daddy told me it was from a four legged creature. He told me to drink and it and fill my tummy. Once I did that, he told me to get on his dick with my mouth and start letting him fuck my mouth until I turn into a puke whore. I got the contanier and held it under daddys cock and let the puke run down his cock and my chin into the bowl. Once my tummy was completely empty I ate the puke and cum out of the bowl. I forced my fingers down my throat, and became the little bulimic whore that I am. I went ahead and put it in a balloon and put it in my booty hole. Then when daddy fucks me, not only is he going to bust my ass open, but his cock will get coated full of the balloon juice. I promised to make sure I cleaned him cock up.
BDSM Phone Sex
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: What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?
Submissive whore Bernice is should be my legal name. No last name, because I belong to which ever man I am with at the moment. My current long term master is in his 60s. He is winding down on the S and M games. He was always more old school domination anyway. Actually, the men today are a completely different breed and it scares me. Master respected my code words. He never scarred me, or put me in any real danger, but the men I meet online and at fetish clubs make him look like a Disney character. Over the weekend, I tried this new bondage club in Cincinnati. I had to drive a few hours, so I booked a hotel room for the weekend. It is a high end bondage club, invite only. I felt so honored to get a golden ticket to this place that it never occurred to me that it would not be as upscale as it seemed.
When I arrived, it looked nothing like the pictures. This was just a big warehouse; pretty much a dungeon. There were other women there too looking equally perplexed. We were rushed by a group of men. It became clear this was no bondage club. This was a rape fantasy club. We were hand selected because we fit the image that the men paying top dollar fantasized about force fucking. I knew none of the men I could see. I was shoved down on the cold concrete slab, bound and gagged with my own undergarments. I looked to both sides and saw other women like me being brutalized by unknown men. I’ve heard of BDSM clubs, even pain clubs, but never rape fantasy clubs. I spent 3 days in a basement being force fucked in all my holes. I had to use a bucket for a toilet. I was denied food and water. I slept on the concrete floor like a dog chained up in a junkyard. After three days, my ass was prolapsed. I smelled awful. I had lost some weight. I was a hot mess. I was turned out on the street disoriented and lost. I had been used for three days to satisfy some stranger’s dark fantasies. If you had me for three days, what would you do to me?