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Pissing phone sex is a Tantalizing Way to Use Me

Pissing phone sex is for the worthless whore I am. My main place is to serve you. In any way you wish to use me. For I am your filthy little subservient whore.

Last week I had a Master that purchased me for the week. He needed a toilet slave. And I was to always remain at his feet. When he wasn’t using me as a toilet he had other uses. First I am a foot rest but then he decided he needs a foot massage and I am to use my mouth. Then comes the idea of having me lay down and work my lips and tongue on his asshole.

That’s right, milking his prostate was all he wanted and I was to make him cum. Not from sucking his dick. But from rimming his asshole. Licking and worshiping that shit pipe. All while I worked my tongue in that hole searching the sweet spot. Of course I got a little brown juice in my mouth, but that’s part of it.

After all was said and done I made my Master pleased and played the role as the toilet slave well. In fact Master came so hard with my mouth licking and sucking his butthole like a good Submissive Whore.

Pissing phone sex

Bondage Whore Jacqueline Makes Her Body Yours

Bondage whoreAs a slutty bondage whore, I love nothing more than being used in every way possible. When my master ties me up with tight ropes and binds me to the bedpost, it sends shivers of excitement down my spine. He starts by teasing me with his flogger, running it sensually over my body before landing hard smacks on my ass cheeks that sting but also excite me even further. The sound of the leather hitting skin echoes through the room as he continues to torment this hole-loving submissive like you are meant for each other.

My pussy is dripping wet from anticipation as he moves closer and slips his cock between your legs; our bodies grinding together in perfect harmony despite not having any control over ourselves at this point due to our restraints . His hands grip onto yours firmly while guiding them towards him so that they can feel how turned on their actions have made him -his huge erection pressing against your palm providing an unspoken invitation into what’s about happen next… And then without warning or mercy ,he pushes inside deep into both holes simultaneously causing us both immense pleasure mixed pain coursing throughout out beings..

The feeling of fullness combined with intense stimulation makes us moan loudly around our ballgags which only serves serve two purposesmuffle some sounds yet amplify others making sure everyone knows who truly own these holes now belongs too! Our hips buck wildly trying desperately reach climax under such skilled domination until finally reaching orgasmic bliss multiple times before collapsing exhausted yet still wanting more punishment because we are addicted to the pain and pleasure that comes with being used in such a way. As our master pulls out, he spanks both of us hard enough make sure everyone knows who’s ass belongs to him before pulling back his cock head teasingly close only for it disappear again into darkness leaving us hanging on edge once more… This goes on for what feels like hours but could very well be minutes as time loses all meaning when under this kind dominance .

Finally satisfied ,he withdraws completely from our bodies releasing them from their bondage prison just enough so they can catch breath while maintaining control over situation by keeping hands bound behind back or gagged mouth shut if needed.. He then proceeds pound into me one last time making sure every drop cum is emptied deep inside my fertile womb claiming ownership forevermore!

Submissive Slut Gracie is ready to be fully used!

 

Submissive Whore

Come fuck your Submissive Slut, Daddy!

I want to be extra submissive for you tonight.

Put a ball gag in my mouth so no one can hear my screams. 

Tie my hands behind my back so I cannot intervene with your intense pounding of my pussy.

I spread my legs really wide, pushing them wider than I’m used to and offering myself up.

I like the pain. 😈

Shackle them to the bedposts, so I can’t close my legs anymore.

 I want you to use me like a glory hole, taking what you want from me.

 I give you my body to use, and I let you fill every hole with your hot, sticky cum.

Face fuck me and force me drink every last drop of your sperm.

Daddy’s hot milk tastes so good going down my throat!

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Submissive slut never says no to a hardcore gangbang

 

Submissive slut has to earn her gangbang badge! So, I’m here and shivering as the door swings open. A group of men walk into the room, hard cocks out with a feral look in their eyes. My Master made this all happen. He sits in his throne chair, and all of these guys take me.

Master was in control and none of my holes were safe!Submissive slut

He says I must work hard and build up my body count if I always want to be his slave. It’s definitely scary to have all of those big, strong, strange men looking at me like a T-bone steak.

He gave them the go-ahead, and they all went for me. I had cock in all different directions, and it was so intense. They just instantly overpowered me and stuck their cocks inside all my holes.

My Master watches as I am being totally humiliated by these guys. Not only are they fucking me, but they are slapping me, calling me names, and spitting in my face. But if I want to pass his Slave training, I have to endure every moment of this degradation.

The training was brutal, each new discipline a hammer blow to the shards of my ego, reducing me to a quivering, obedient mess. But with every degradation, every humiliation, I felt myself slipping further into the hole of darkness. I deserve getting swallowed up by my sins and discarded like a piece of trash.

The scene was a blur of sweat-drenched bodies, the cacophony of grunts and moans and slapping flesh creating a symphony of depravity. I was passed from man to man like a commodity, my mouth and cunt and ass were all filled up at the same time. They beat me up with their cocks, and Master loved every second, even laughing when I shrieked in pain. But that’s what I deserve for being a dumb fucking slut.

 

 

Some Days, Being a Submissive Whore Feels Dangerous

submissive whoreMost days I don’t mind being a submissive whore. Master treats me well. And I’ve made a decent life out of being his slave. But our dynamic changed when he retired. Although he still does a few wills and trusts here and there, he no longer goes to the office five days a week. And I started doing phone sex full-time when he retired. But I also do some work for him at his private BDSM club him and a few other guys started after Covid ended.

And I love that I have a small stake in the club and that I will inherit his shares when he’s no longer on this earth. But this club struggles. There does not appear to be a shortage of men wanting to join. However, there does appear to be a shortage of women wanting to be slaves. So master dangles me like a carrot to these master wannabes so they can develop their skills. He’s afraid if he doesn’t offer them up a woman they will end their membership in the club. 

So, until we can drum up some female membership, I am the educational bondage whore for them. I’m so glad that I became a slave eons ago. Because honestly, I’m not cut out for this new wave of young masters. They seem more like my father. By that I mean, just misogynistic asshole not necessarily masters. But I also know if the club closes, I will no longer see my master on any regular basis because there will be no excuse for him to leave the house.

Sometimes, I Service Other Masters and End Up Hurt

So, I suck it up. And I let those young misogynistic master wannabes tie me up so tightly it feels like I might lose a limb. And last night, one guy got himself banned from the club, which never happened before. Master gives them a long rope and lots of warnings before we get to this stage. When a phone call distracted master, this guy twisted my arms behind my back and bound me so tightly I thought I might get two spiral fractures. And as I cried, he punched the back of my head making me vomit.

When master saw this, he ordered him to untie me. But this punk ass boy challenged my master, so master grabbed his colt 45 from behind the bar and aimed it at the boy. Honestly, I almost pissed my pants. I’ve never seen master draw a gun. I didn’t even know that he owned a gun. Master did everything he could to protect his slave from any permanent damage. The guy left and master untied me, but my right shoulder felt dislocated.

Master knew how to reset it, however. And I did piss myself that time. Most submissive sex sluts enjoy a certain level of pain; however, this exceeded any type of pain I want to experience. But I did get a week off from the club to heal. And master said he would try to better vet these guys. But the reality is that the world creates more misogynistic guys every day. The future seems bleak for women like me. So, I will try to hold onto my master as long as possible. And I’ll never give up my day job. At least being a phone slave feels safer.

Cheap Phone Sex with Donatella and Gwendolyn Serve Obedience

Cheap Phone Sex

I arrive at the Elite Mask Party knowing exactly why I was invited. I don’t pretend I belong here for conversation or champagne. Cheap Phone Sex is how they found me, and tonight I’m here to kneel, obey, and be used exactly how I crave, like a complete nigger slut. I lower my eyes the moment we enter, already feeling the weight of expectation settle over my shoulders.

I move slowly, deliberately, every step submissive, every breath controlled. The room is filled with confident men who don’t ask questions. They don’t need to. I’m here to serve, to open myself to instruction, to be guided by hands that take without hesitation. When one of them tells me to kneel, I do it instantly, grateful for the simplicity of obedience.

I don’t speak unless spoken to. I listen. I wait. I offer myself quietly, letting my body say everything my voice isn’t allowed to. I feel the attention shift between us, men deciding who gets what first, who directs, who watches. I exist for that decision. I exist to please, like a total slave, ready to serve all night.

That’s when Gwendolyn steps forward.

My servant slut friend doesn’t hesitate for a second. She sinks beside me, posture perfect, eyes lowered even further than mine. When she speaks, her voice is soft, eager, obedient to the core. She introduces herself exactly how she was trained to, reminding them she’s here to assist, to serve, to make everything easier.

She follows instructions instantly. When told to touch, she touches. When told to wait, she waits. Her obedience is beautiful, almost calming, and I feel proud knowing she’s mine to guide even while we’re both being used. She checks in with me silently, while slowly touching my pussy, with a glance and a deep moan, making sure she’s pleasing everyone properly, with her dick sucking lips, on her knees like a total slut. 

The night unfolds in turns and commands. Hands direct us where to go, how to move, when to kneel again. There’s no rush. Control stretches time, making every order feel heavier, more meaningful. Gwendolyn thrives under it, responding with soft confirmations, whispered acknowledgments, gratitude dripping from every sound she makes.

By the end, we’re both exactly where we belong. Quiet. Open. Fully used and covered in cum in the way we consented to be. When it’s over, we don’t scramble or speak. We wait to be dismissed.

Obedience doesn’t end when the party does. It stays with us. And we carry it home together having 2 Girl Phone Sex. 

2 Girl Phone Sex

Submissive Sex Slut Never Gets Time to Be a Normal Woman

submissive sexThis submissive sex slut received the weekend off from her master. Normally, he requires my services at his BDSM club on the weekends. But master found himself trapped in Colorado with his wife after 2 feet of snow descended upon their little rental home. So, he could not return to open the club. And that gave me the weekend off. Although I felt bad that he got stuck inside with his ball and chain and could not enjoy his slave, I also felt grateful for a weekend off.

But I don’t have any friends. Even my own son and daughter hate me. So, I did something I know I’m not supposed to do. I went on Tinder looking to enjoy a little normal fun. But I did not want to be a submissive whore. I wanted a weekend free of spanking, whipping, bondage and humiliation.

But I can’t seem to find that anymore. It’s like some beacon follows me around announcing to the world that I’m nothing more than fuck meat. The guy I met on Tinder came over Saturday morning to fuck me. A younger guy who appeared to be in great shape, which meant great stamina for my old pussy. But when he arrived, he laughed at me. Told me I looked gaudy and fake. He slapped my face and punched my tits. So, I told him to leave. I didn’t sign up for this. And I wanted him out of my house.

As Submissive Slave. I Sometimes Crave Normal Sex

But he would not listen to me. He put his hand around my throat, pinned me against my wall and let me know he could snap my neck anytime he wanted. I almost pissed myself in that moment. So much for enjoying a weekend of normal fucking. Perhaps I don’t even know what normal fucking looks like anymore. I’ve been a slave for decades. In fact, I’ve been a slave since I was a schoolgirl.

This man clearly wanted to explore rape phone sex fantasies with me. Or some woman who looks like me or even mommy in general. He ripped my clothes off while squeezing my neck to strangle me. My whole body trembled in fear. I did not know if I would survive this. Did he want rough sex, or did he want to kill me? Turns out he wanted both.

Men Will Always Want to Get Violent and Rough with Me

After he forced his hard cock into my mouth, pussy, and ass, he told me he planned to suffocate me. He grabbed a plastic grocery bag and put it over in my head, denying me oxygen. But I’m a fighter. I’ve survived as a sex slave for 40 years. I did not plan on going out because I swiped right on the wrong asshole. So, I faked like I passed out. I’m a seasoned submissive. I can hold my breath a lot longer than the average woman.

While he thought he killed me, I got the upper hand and kicked him in the balls so hard he fell over and pissed on my floor. While down, I grabbed my cell phone, and I acted like I called 911. And he picked himself up and ran out of my house like a bat out of hell. He fucked me. But he fucked me roughly. And I just wanted a weekend of normal sex. Was that too much to ask? Perhaps I do not deserve normal sex. But my dumb ass will continue to try for it.

Erotic BDSM Stories Donatella Lets You Take the Lead Tonight

Erotic BDSM StoriesTonight, I’m all yours, completely at your mercy. The silk of my lingerie clings to my curves, teasing every inch of my body, while I kneel at your feet, waiting for your command. My pulse races just thinking about how good it feels to surrender, to give you full control, and I shiver with anticipation under your gaze.

I’ve read so many Erotic BDSM Stories, but nothing compares to the thrill of feeling your hands on me, guiding me, testing me. You’ll discover exactly how obedient I can be, how desperate I am to please you, and how far I’ll go to earn your approval. Every whisper, every flick of the wrist, every gentle tug of the restraints excites me beyond words. I’m trembling just imagining your eyes tracing the lines of my body as I follow your instructions without hesitation.

My hands rest softly in my lap, but I’m ready to obey instantly. If you tell me to crawl, I’ll crawl. If you tell me to kneel, I’ll sink to the floor, eager for your touch. There’s nothing I crave more than the sound of your voice telling me what to do, the authority in your tone making me melt with every order. I live to serve, to submit, and tonight, I’m offering myself completely, no holds barred.

You’ll love the way I respond to the smallest gestures, how I arch my back to entice you, how I let out soft, eager moans when you give me attention. I want to feel your power and strength, your hands exploring me as I surrender willingly. Every inch of me is ready for your pleasure, and I’ll do everything I can to ensure you’re satisfied. The anticipation is almost unbearable, my body trembling with excitement at the thought of being commanded by someone as dominant and handsome as you.

I’m dressed for you, but it’s not just my lingerie that’s yours… it’s my mind, my body, my devotion. I ache to be tested, to be pushed to my limits, to feel the delicious sting of discipline mingled with pleasure. Your satisfaction is my obsession, and I’ll eagerly comply with every order, every whim, every desire.

Tonight, you take the lead, and I am your willing, submissive muse. I exist to obey, to entice, and to surrender. Let your imagination run wild… I’m ready for anything, eager to prove how much I adore being under your control. Every shiver, every gasp, every whispered “Yes, Master” is proof that I am yours entirely, and tonight, I’ll show you just how intoxicating my submission can be. 

 

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex with Donatella Raw Late Night Talk

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex

I’m sitting on my master’s couch, deep in his mansion, legs relaxed, letting his attention settle on me. My voice stays low and real as we talk, and Extreme Fetish Phone Sex slips between us without needing a name. He’s close, focused on me in that way that feels consuming, hands warm as they rest on my thighs. I let him kiss my lips slowly, not rushed, just enough to make him linger. He’s obsessed, and I feel it in the way his touch pauses, like he’s savoring the moment.

I don’t rush or perform; I sit there confident, letting my presence do what it does. He’s drawn to me, to my skin, my tone, the way I hold myself when I know I’m wanted. I love how he enjoys me in the privacy of his home, making me feel like I’m on top of the world.  His fingers move along my thighs again, slow and deliberate, like he doesn’t want the feeling to end. I lean in, kissing him back, keeping everything grounded, steady, and unforced. He reacts to my calm confidence, to the way I let his fascination exist without feeding it chaos.

I talk softly, close to him, letting words mix with breath and silence. Nothing is forced here, no hype, just two sex addicts choosing a moment and staying in it. The chandelier fades into the background while his attention stays locked on me. I let him feel how desired he is too, because control and devotion move both ways. My voice remains steady, affectionate, never exaggerated, never distant. He listens like every word matters, like I’m something he doesn’t want to lose. I stay right there on the couch in my sexy lingerie, letting closeness build without pushing it anywhere.

The energy settles into something thick and intimate, but still calm and controlled. I remind him through tone alone that this fascination is welcome and held safely as I push his head towards my wet cunt as he forcefully opens up my legs to devour me nonstop. He exhales, hands resting, eyes fixed on me like he’s exactly where he wants to be. I stay present, letting the moment stretch naturally instead of racing it. Nothing feels staged, nothing feels rushed, just chosen.

When I finally shift, it’s slow, intentional, leaving him aware of my absence before it happens. That’s the kind of impression I leave, quiet but heavy. He stays there thinking about me, about my voice, my skin, my composure. I know exactly how that feels, and I let it sit with him. The atmosphere is built on lust, desire, and intention, nothing more and nothing less. I remain calm, confident, and fully myself, which is what keeps him wanting me even more. The memory lingers quietly, waiting to be returned to whenever the urge rises again. Until then, I stay unforgettable, composed, desired, and undeniably present in his thoughts long after the room settles.

Submissive Whore hole must be filled at all times

Submissive Whore I am a Submissive Whore, a vessel eager to be filled at all times. My womb yearns to be seeded, my body yearns to be claimed. I crave hard cock driving deep within me, of powerful cum flooding my depths, marking me as yours.

And I am all yours, do whatever you please!

Wouldn’t you love to breed a fertile slave like me, sir? A willing breeding sow all for you, Master.

Ready to conceive and build you a harem. Think about it, when you keep me chained in your basement, you can use me anytime you want.

Load after load, you know, eventually my belly will grow. I’ll push them out and teach them how to be good little sluts just like their Mommy.

Mommy will make sure all your girls follow every one of your commands. I will present myself to you obediently, spread wide and ready to receive your cock.

I will take all the fucking you can give me. Even though I’m crying out in pain, it is still pure pleasure for me. But I don’t really fucking matter. You do, sir, you are the one that I serve, the one I want to make climax after climax.

I will follow your Slave training to the letter and groom our little bunch of sluts just like you groomed me. I hope they find it as natural as your number one girl. I am nothing without your cum inside me.