On my knees, hands on my thighs, eyes staring down at the carpet.
I know that you like me silent and submissive, waiting for your commands.
Obedient in every thing I do. I am here for your pleasure.
Pleasing you is what I live for.
Take me as you will. Mold me into your perfect little whore.
I worship you my Master.
We both know that women are meant to serve and please men. To be seen and not heard. To speak only when spoken to.
My cunt is soaking wet waiting for you to decide when I am worthy of your cock.
Will you fuck me today or will you use me as your cum dumpster? Will you keep me for yourself today or share me with your friends?
It doesn’t matter Master as long as you are happy, I am happy.
Tag: submissive slut
Submissive Phone Sex is Real
When you specialize in submissive phone sex, it is because you are a true submissive. Dominant women could not bite their tongues to do a fraction of what I do. My callers range in age and fetishes. Some prefer humiliation. Some like making me do degrading things like piss in my panties or lick my toilet seat. Others like torture. I get a lot of breast torture callers because of my big oversized fake tits; but a good number of phone masters like to ruin my pussy and ass. Master Mike was in an extra foul mood during our last call. He is married to a shrew, so he takes his frustrations out on me. I don’t know what she did, but I paid the price. Our call began with the usual smacking of my worthless whore tits with a ping pong paddle. Although I can never abuse myself as well as you can, I can still leave quite a mark. My boobs are still black and blue. But that was nothing to what came next. I made the mistake of telling Master Mike once that I had a bunch of cigars in the house. One of my real time masters enjoys a fine stogie after abusing his favorite submissive whore. Master Mike had me light one up. He made me use a torch lighter so he knew I was really doing it. The cries and whelps made him believe I was really burning my ass. I still have marks on my back side. The pain of burning my ass was intense, but not as bad as someone else doing it to me. There is only so much pain a submissive slut can inflict before she recoils from inflicting any more damage. Because of that, I had to stab my pussy with kitchen utensils. I shoved a knife, fork and spoon up my cunt. Master Mike thought I was using a really sharp knife. I guess I was a bad whore. I used one of the duller butter knives, but the prongs from the fork certainly hurt thrusting in and out of my cunt. There was some blood. It was a painful call, but luckily for me it only lasted 20 minutes. What would you have me do to myself on a call?
Submissive Slut Faces Her Worst Fear
A submissive slut does what is asked of her, even if it scares the piss out of her. I was a very bad slave. I spit out Master’s cum because it tasted nasty from the asparagus he ate for lunch. I had to be punished. My punishment was extreme. He hauled my ass to a graveyard. I hate graveyards. They scare me. He knows that. He knows all my fears. When we arrived, I saw him slip some money to a grounds keeper. The next thing I knew I was being forced into a coffin. No ordinary coffin either. This one had a fresh stiff in it. I went into full panic mode. Hyper ventilating, shaking uncontrollably, even pissing on myself. When the coffin shut, I started screaming, pleading for forgiveness. The smell of death made me sick. I could hear Master laughing on the outside. My fear amused him. I have not been in a coffin for a very long time. This was my first time with a dead body. My last offense was far more egregious, but here I was being punished like I bit his cock off. I lost count of time. It felt like I was in there for days, but it was only a couple hours according to Master. When he opened the coffin door, I was drenched in sweat. My finger nails were broken and bloody from trying to claw myself out. I smelled like piss and vomit, but I let Master skull fuck me right there. I let him fuck me on a fresh gravestone. I didn’t really let him. I misspeak. There is no letting a Master do anything. I am his property. He let me know that I needed to be a proper submissive whore at all times or I would end up dead and buried in a coffin and no one would ever find me. Master knows how to keep his bitches in line. Do you sir?
Slave Punishment
You know what’s hot? Hot and steamy and sexy kinda hot? When you get all worked up from being pounded all hard, you’re tied up and helplessly taking a long throbbing shaft and you feel the release from your nipples clamps – only to be followed by a sharp cool pain. That pain is ice, running over my nipples. And then suddenly his cock is outta my cunt and is being replaced with ice. Perhaps this is punishment for having too much fun being submissive slut. A stupid little skank enjoying being treated like a whore. This surprise of ice was followed by a hard pressure in my ass, it was also a sharp pain, but more painful than the ice – some toy that was torturing my asshole from the inside. I was squirming and moaning and begging for mercy, but he only pushed me further. Making me be his slave that deserves every second of punishment and torture. And you know what? I still love it, even as I beg.
Extreme Bondage with Breanne
Tonight Master really showed me the direction he is going to be taking me in, his little submissive pain whore. He invited over another bondage couple that we met at the party last week. And I have to say my pussy got so fucking wet as I watched her skin being prodded and picked with them needles. And that was just the beginning. Her Master pulled out these enormous hooks. Never had I seen let alone in person hooks of this size pierce nipples. This made my cunt quiver. The sight of her blood starting to run down her tit nearly made me want to cum. I could tell that my Master seen this was exciting me. And I just knew he was conjuring up ideas of his own for this submissive slut.














