Submissive Whore bitches don’t get respect, but we sure do get a lot of hardcore discipline. I don’t deserve a crumb of respect. Men know the moment I walk through the door, they could take me however they pleased – slap me, choke me, claim my mouth and pussy.
And spit in my stupid whore face!
I really got it bad this time. I thought I was dressed appropriately for my sister’s baby shower. Pencil skirt, white button-down shirt, simple and what I thought was conservative enough. I guess I was wrong because after we played a bunch of games, my sister’s husband pulled me upstairs and into the master bedroom.
“What the hell are you thinking, dressed like that at my baby shower?” I shrugged; I really was so caught off guard. He is usually really sweet to me, but this time he was super stern. I asked what made my outfit so bad, and that I could leave. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. I could feel it, hard and twitching.
He said my skirt looked painted on; it was so tight, and that my nipples were poking out of my blouse. Then he told me I looked like I was begging for it, and it pissed him off that I would tease him like that. I felt so bad. “I’m so sorry. I would never want to tease you. Please let me make it better.”
Yes, he is married to my sister, but he is still a man, a man with needs, and I was the one who did this to him. I need to make it better. I know my sister would understand; we’ve been groomed as submissive sluts since day one.
I unzipped my skirt and bent over the bed. I presented my pussy to him, and he took it. He was so rough with me. He pulled my hair and choked me out while he was slamming into me. I think I am the perfect one to take out all your frustrations on. He definitely did; that man let out all of his thanks to the Submissive sex I offered.
He didn’t just use my pussy, he fucked my ass too. I almost passed out when he stuck it in there. He made the anal fucking hurt as much as he could. He told me he wants to watch me struggle to walk around at the party.




















