Bukkake phone sex humiliation fun is how you are meant to use me. Of no worth do I hold other than to be used by you and made into a receptacle for any of the liquids, excrement, cum, piss, scat that you wish to expel onto me I am fine with. Just make me the thing of your use for pleasure. It’s my main desire to offer you great pleasure at my expense. I am not made to be one of free thought nor a chance to have a choice in how I am treated. I am here for you to gain pleasure off of, completely and solely. Take out that hate of women that you have on me. I do what is expected of me, well as long as you are my client. I am your servant, Master of fat wallets. If you can not pay for a session, you are of no control and I have complete control. My Masters must afford me, I may be a submissive whore, but that doesn’t make me a dumb cunt. If you wish and can afford it, I am more than happy to dish some humiliation out on you as well. I am a stern Switch, yet my role as a Submissive is my main position in my real life lifestyle.
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A Santa To Submit To
It’s that special time of year and all the girls think they have to be a good girl to get presents from Santa. But that’s total bullshit. If you want to get the really good stuff, you have to be a dirty little slut. Santa, or those dirty old perverted men that you’ve been fucking, will give you absolutely anything you want as long as you’re a good fuck. You can’t just be all into the vanilla fantasies. No, you have to get super nasty with them and that’s when they will make you a super happy slut.
If you’re a guy who is looking for a girl like that, you don’t have to look any further. I’m more than willing to do the things other girls won’t do. I guess you could say that I have no limits at all. I haven’t found anything that I won’t do to make a man happy. It is my duty as a woman to appease your desires and needs. So don’t worry about telling me all the taboo fantasies you have. They’ll probably just turn me on as much as they turn you on. I think we’ll have a ton of fun together. I hope that you are the incredible naughty Daddy Santa that I seek.
Submissive Phone Sex: I Do What I am Told
Submissive phone sex means I do what you tell me, even on the phone. I have many a phone master, only one real master. I try to please them all. Sometimes, what a phone master wants goes against what my real master wants, but I risk it. My Friday late night master enjoys me masturbating and exposing myself. My real master punishes me for such things. But guess what? I had an entire week at home. My real master is out of town, so I have been left to my own devices. I have been naked around the house as much as I can to please him. I have been playing with my cunt too. Masturbation is forbidden by my full-time master, but my phone master encourages it, even loves it. I tried to masturbate in front of my son, but he called me pathetic. He said I was just a desperate submissive whore needing attention. He walked away from me laughing. My son and daughter hate me. I keep trying, but they see me as desperate and pathetic. Yesterday, I had a stroke of luck. Not with my son, however. My Internet went out. I need high-speed Internet to work my phone submissive job. I called my provider and they dispatched a technician. I greeted him in just a robe. I had to make sure he fixed my Internet and didn’t run screaming from my place. He was handsome and flirty. Once I knew he was flirting with me, I felt better about exposing myself. He was younger than me, but that didn’t matter to either of us. I told him I was his to use and he did just that. He bent me over the couch and fucked my asshole. Been a long time since I have been fucked. Master would be so mad if he found out. Please, don’t tell him.
Submissive Whore To My 3 Brothers
I was raised in a household with 3 brothers, 2 were older and 1 was younger. It was my destiny to be a submissive whore since the three of them, along with my father controlled me, and my mother. Yes, my mother was also a submissive and she made sure I understood that the men of the house had completely free reign over our bodies and what we did. I was never really allowed to have boyfriends, unless they were set up with me by one of the siblings or my daddy. They usually wanted me for their own, but some occasions they would auction me off to make a few bucks off of me and for good measure as I became a woman. They wanted to be sure I was being treated like the subby slut I was, and not battered or taken advantage of by strangers, that was their place, if they so felt like it. My family didn’t treat me that way, and I was raised to respect my body despite the fact I was a subby slut for their use.

















