My last Master couldn’t handle me and all of my assets, my attitude, or my cunt! I’m just misbehaving way too much! So I was sent to you. You tame even the naughtiest of bitches but I want to give you a challenge of rebellion. That isn’t sliding with you at all? Not you or your hard cock waiting to punish and use me. You’re patient and think with the right head. You like the game of predator and prey. you sweet me loose in your large, hidden home and I go running to hide naked and with my tits out while laughing almost manically. You seem to catch up to me with your twitching cock in just a couple of strides I square when your grab my naked body and drag me downstairs by my hair. I’m strapped down with a wet and excited cunt which makes you realize that I like punishment. I just needed the right Master to hurt me the right way. You take out a long, thin, and plastic stick and drag it along my naked body. This makes me freeze. I’m scared and I start begging, pleading. It’s the only pain I reject and you figured it out only after a few minutes. The first whip cuts through the air and the first of my screams hit your ears. A welt forms across my tits. You continue with more slashes and whips sounding the air until I’m crying and begging harder than you have ever heard and that’s when you decide that I’m yours to keep.
Tag: Submissive sex
Submissive Slut Valentine
I really did think I was the most submissive slut this side of the Mississippi, but last night I got taken to a whole new level of superior slut submission. I got myself all dressed up in red leather and lace, to better show my body off at a Valentine’s party that one my most deviant girlfriend invited me to. It sounded sketchy and very mysterious, and I’m not going to lie, that excited my whorish cunt, and my nipples were so hard they could cut glass. She wouldn’t even tell me the location. She sent a car to pick me up and when the driver arrived, he put his hand over my red lips and placed a blindfold over my eyes and said sternly, “It’s for your own safety, Miss.” I sat back and tried to assess my atmosphere. The car smelled of sex, leather and fear sweat. In a matter of moments, I felt more than one warm hand roughly grab me. I was shocked to find that I wasn’t in the limo alone. Their grips were tight and strong. I had never felt so aroused and afraid at the same time. ‘What is going to happen to me?’ I thought to myself and hadn’t realized I said it out loud until somebody immediately shoved a red ball gag in my mouth and told me to shut the fuck up like a good little whore.
What happened next is something I’d like to play out with you, Master.
Submissive Sex for Life
Submissive sex is all I am good for. Most of me knows this, but every now and I then I try to be a normal woman. You know, the kind of woman who dates. The kind of woman who has a boyfriend, not a master. My master is older and will release me soon. I will never fully be gone from him, however. I owe him so much. He has taken superb care of me financially. I will be set once he releases me. And when he dies, I have been provided for in his will. He has set my son and daughter up with trust funds too. He is a benevolent master in many ways, but I am still a slave. Even though I realize that I have it made as far as being a submissive whore goes, I still like to pretend I am a normal soccer mom. I got on a dating app recently. This was not a fetish site or even Tinder. Just a regular dating site for men and women. I have been seeing this guy I met for a couple weeks now. He thinks I am a paralegal. He knows nothing about my past or my master-slave relationship with my boss. He has taken me to nice dinners. We have had wonderful conversations. We have even had normal sex. He is my age, which was different for me too. Tinder dates are all half my age. Masters are all 20 plus years older than me. For a couple weeks, I have felt normal. That all changed last night when he slept over for the first time. He woke me up in the middle of the night to piss in my mouth and fuck my ass like an animal. He choked me while he delivered a hardcore ass fucking like no one has in years. The moment I tried to say no, he smacked me across the face and made me lick his sweaty, dirty asshole as retribution. He told me once a submissive slut, always one. He knew this entire time. I guess I will never be able to escape who I am.





















