Recently I did a two girl call with one of my fellow submissive whores. I won’t name names or anything, but our caller took advantage of our 2 girl special, making for the perfect hot evening for us all. This call was as intense as it gets! And something I could never forget. You see the goal of this call was not focused on my daughter or really any bondage or rape fantasies. It was based on pain and pleasure all in one. I enjoyed being directed on what to do and when to do it. I got all the things he requested of me…the hairbrush, the cup of ice cubes, the high heel shoe, the nipple clamps, the candles (lit) and a shirt to on me to rip. It’s all about the sound of those things that I am sure had my new master rock fucking hard. He started with the wax, the candle he had ordered me to light before our call, it’d been burning for a while and the wax has really built up…plenty for my helpless nipples. I tipped it over and poured it on my left nipple making me scream and moan but then feel the pleasure of the wax. He told me then to use and ice cube and to rub it all in till it was melted. I was going crazy at this point, it was beyond intense for me. Next came the nipple clams that I applied to that same nipple, going back to dumping wax but this time on my right nipple and then quickly followed by more ice! When we were done with the candles he had be snuff them out with my pussy, that was already dripping. He was far from done though, those nipple clamps still needed to be used on my pussy and let’s not forget the other items he had me lay out…and use oh so painfully. I was screaming and moaning the whole call – after my body was as raw as my throat. I felt truly used, and truly like the submissive whore I am.
Tag: Submissive phone sex
Golden showers phone sex
When I bathe I like to bathe in piss. I know my master loves to treat his stupid piss whore with a nice hot steamy golden shower from time to time. A normal day for me and my master has a specific course events that make me into the dumb stupid little whore that I am. He gets a throbbing hard dick and needs for his dumb skank to get on her knees and throat fuck his cock. I know that I am a good cock sucker because he always get wild when I suck his cock with my full lips wrapped tightly around his shaft while he shoves it deep in my throat, thrusting away. If I do really good he takes his cock out and beats it across my face, reminding me that I’m just a dumb fucking cock whore. Finally, he lets out a nice golden shower for his piss stained dumb whore. It is so warm and wet!
Subby (& stupid) Party Slut
In order to be a stupid submissive slut you’ve gotta stay fucked up. I mean, half my rape fantasies come from going to a party and getting to high or drunk…or both. That’s just asking to get taken advantage of…but that’s exactly what I want. I want to be so fucked up, coke left over on my nose, booze on my breath, barely able to function, all when I get what I want. What I want, what is that? I want to get fucked. I want to be all bound up and helpless like I belong. I want to be all fucking bound up and used. I want your friends to get their drugs of choice then use me all night and all day. I want the days and nights to blur together, my holes not once getting a break. I want to be sticky with cum and never able to beg for mercy because I always have a cock stuffed down my throat. I wanna be that stupid submissive party girl for you to do whatever in the world you want to…I probably won’t remember this anyway.
Submissive Whore Needs Punished
I’m a submissive whore. I don’t want to be dominant. It feels unnatural to me. I believe a woman’s place is on her knees before her man serving him however he desires. That doesn’t mean I don’t have my own needs sometimes. I thought the house was mine, so I played with my pussy. I did not have permission from HIM to touch my worthless whore cunt. I knew I did not, however I had a really hot pain slut call last night that left me wanting to cum more. Sometimes I forget how good cumming feels. Some men love to make me cum through my pain; yet others, like HIM, deny me the pleasure of my own pain. When he found me on the bed with my hand in my pantyhose rubbing my clit, he took his belt off and whipped me. Not only did he whip my huge fake tits, he whipped my clit with the belt buckle. He whipped all the pleasure I felt away. My pussy was swollen, even bleeding. He dragged me to the stairs, slapped a ball gag in my mouth and tied me to the banister while he whipped me some more. He treated me like a lowly nigger slave. Flesh tore from my back. He told me as he inflicted pain on my dirty body, that I deserved far worse treatment. He made sure to tell me he was giving me mercy this time, but if he caught me playing with my worthless cunt again without permission, I would be a dead whore. You would think I would heed that warning. I will for awhile. I will until my wounds heal, but at my core I am a pain slut. I can never hurt myself as much as he can. As much as you can.