My Sir turned me into a Gangbang submissive fuck whore. He told me when he saw another side of me, he knew then he was going to need a backup for my punishment. I tried telling my Sir that I only acted that way because of the situation. I was a dumb submissive slut for talking out of turn. Sir backhanded me like I was his prostitute who did not have his money. He told me to shut my dumb slut ass the fuck up. For the first time, I saw my sir get angry. I have seen my Sir be stern and dominant but I have never seen him upset. I sat there quiet, waiting for him to give me my orders. Then, all I see is Sir fist coming straight at my face and that was the last thing I remember happening. When I woke from being knocked the hell out, I could feel my eye and head pounding from Sir’s blow to the face. I looked around as much as I could but quickly realized I was tied up with duck tape over my mouth. I was hanging a couple of feet off the ground with straps holding my body up. I had a leash around my neck and it felt like someone had the leash in there hands behind me lightly tugging on it. Then I see sir kneel down in front of my face. I could hear men in the background laughing as if there was a party going on. Everyone sounded like they were drunk and drugged out. Sir was kneeling down looking into my eyes mocking me. He gave me a sad puppy dog look as if he felt sorry for what was about to happen to me. His face quickly turned serious and his voice lowered into a demonic whisper. Sir told me since I want to act out like a wild fucking whore, he is going to show me what happens to wild, stupid, fucking whores. He also said since I do not want to submit to him maybe I will submit to five men doing whatever they please to me. I could not speak and there was no point in making sounds with a thick strap of tape around my lips. I was restricted to move from the straps and a leash around my neck. All I could do was take the pain of these five men using me as a sex slave, a stupid fuck whore slave as sir was calling me when the men were fucking me with there giant sized cocks, making a game to see who could stretch my holes our the furthest. I was a cum filled mess in and out of my body when these men were done with me. I passed out when I felt three cocks digging deep into my asshole. When I woke, I was laying on the floor next to my restraints in a pile of cum and blood. It has been two days and my Sir is nowhere to be found.
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Submissive Slut Went Overboard Part One
I went too far. My jealousy took over my submissive brain and I snapped. I want to say caught but that is not the correct word. I did not catch my Sir with another woman, I was forced to watch my Sir with another woman. Somehow Sir knew that was the one thing that would make me turn from a submissive little slut to a raging fucking psycho. Sir called me into his office, I had just got done cleaning the entire house for him. I knew I was in for a new submissive training with sir any day. I am always excited when Sir spends time to train me. When I walked into my Sirs office, he was standing behind his desk. He had clothes folded up neatly in his hand. He told me to get dressed and come back to his office once I was done. Once I got upstairs I saw the clothes I was holding was a maids costume. It was not the sexy kind that you have erotic roleplays in. This outfit looked like I was really going to be cleaning someone’s house that day. The costume also came with handcuffs and a note from Sir with instructions to put the handcuffs on me before returning. I did as Sir commanded. As soon as I walked back into Sir’s office I knew exactly why he had me put the handcuffs on before returning to him. While I was upstairs being a good Submissive slut to my sir, another Submissive Whore was entering his fucking office. She was just sitting there with a smirk on her face, staring at me. I was trying to hold my composure. Remain calm and remember everything my sir taught me. I kept my eyes on Sir, standing straight at attention, waiting for his next order. Then, instead of hearing the order from my Sir, this fucking whore stands up and tries to order me to sit down in the chair that is beside me. I looked at her with rage in my eyes, then I gave Sir a look that made him wonder where I just went. I was no longer the submissive fuck whore my sir knows me to be. Once that fucking piece of shit whore thought she was going to speak to me with authority, my Green-eyed monster took over, physically and mentally.
Submissive Phone Sex Whore
Submissive phone sex is what I do best. With me, it is yes Sir always. I know not to say no. I like being a good whore. I was a good whore last night. I went with a girlfriend to a new club. We were not at a fetish club; we had no BDSM plans, but they found us anyway. I guess we looked out of place in a high-end club. One guy called us trailer park whores and mocked my “Peg Bundy” hair. Another guy told me to go back to the 80s. My friend didn’t fair any better. We came to have drinks, dance and have fun. We weren’t submissive sex dolls, at least not in our eyes. These men had other plans for us. We were pushed in the back, into some private area. They gang banged us. We were told the only reason two trailer park whores would come to a place like this was to get fucked, so they were going to fuck us. They saw us for what we really were, just old dirty whores. We spent most of the night in that back room being passed around like candy, getting fucked in all our holes. We could barely walk to our car afterwards. We went home, soaked our sore, cum filled fuck holes in the bath and decided we would go back to that bar again tonight. I am a glutton for punishment.