A Submissive slut place is on her knees or bound for the Master. I am his to command, to bruise, to bleed. His piercing gaze saw through my façade, into the depths of my sick desires. I offered myself to him, a willing vessel for his kinky whims, aching to be dominated, to be broken and remade in his image.
And so he took me, claimed me as his own, his plaything to be used as he saw fit. At first, it was a pleasure, intense and overwhelming, as he explored every inch of my body, every crevice and cavity screaming for his touch. But as time passed, his needs grew darker, his desires more sadistic.
He wanted to see me bleed, to hear my sobs of pain. I was scared to bleed, but I knew my place and let him beat me black and blue. Mercilessly, he used his hands to pummel me and choke me. Tied me up and whipped me with his belt, and until the blood started dripping down my thigh. I am a lucky Submissive Whore to have a Master who will make me suffer so much.
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Submissive slut surrenders to her Master and still gets beat
Scat Phone Sex Makes for The Best Training
Train me to be your filthy scat phone sex whore. Use me as a receptacle for your filth. First let me eat that asshole out. After the great rimming of my whore tongue going in and out of your taint I deserve a treat. It’s that brown shower oozing onto my filthy toilet whore tongue.
Then as I slurp the ass juice milkshake from that taint there is no holding back. Next the cresting of that brown long tickles the tip of my tongue. As I open my lips around that anus the shit log pushes into my mouth. Then I gag a little and struggle. But like a good toilet whore I suck the shit out and begin to chew on it.
Once you finish shitting in my toilet whore mouth I must swallow. There is so much and my mouth and teeth are coated with your shit. This is when you tell me to spit some out and rub it into my cunt. As I rub that poop into my filthy toilet cunt you decide you still have to crap.
Now that asshole is pressed right up against my cunt. That’s it shit right into this pussy and give me an Alabama Hot Pocket right in my pussy.
Cock Worshiping Slut Gracie Needs Your Dick!
I’m a cock worshiping, submissive whore.
All I want to do is show my man how much I love his cock and all the devotion I have for him. I want him to tie my hands behind my back so I can really show him how much I love his cock. I want to worship it with just my mouth, like the slut I am. I adore being helpless while I serve him.
I always start by giving a soft kiss to the tip so that I can taste that salty pre-cum. Having him tie my hands tighter together is only making my nipples get harder.
I wrap my juicy lips around the head of your cock and suck, gently at first. I swirl my tongue around the head and underneath. Big long strokes up the shaft with my spit-dripped tongue, I don’t stop until I feel that dick throbbing in my mouth. I take him as deep as I can, gagging but pushing through it.
I just love your cock so much.
I only want to be a submissive whore for you Daddy.
Submissive Slut, My Beginning
How I became the submissive slut that I am, is quite simple. The answer is I wanted too, for him. For him, I would do anything. A school girl crush really, he was older and had the most erotic heir to him. He exuded sex. What made it sexier was that he had no Idea that he did. I had no business wanting my teacher so bad. It’s cliche’, but It kept my pussy wet, and I still pleasure myself and think of him often.
Sex, drugs and married men are my 3 vices.
He was a combination of the 3. I flirted with him at school ever single day. Watching My English Teacher Mr. Wolfe. It just so happened My Senior papers’ Thesis was written on “The Talk about Sex” that all our parents have with us, and he asked me to stay after so we could talk about it. I throbbed in my panties, and felt a rush of wetness gushing from m cunt. I knew had completely drenched the crotch.
Walking up to his desk, I dropped my purse, and the tiniest little baggy filled with powder fell out. I tried to grab it, but He picked it up, and slipped it into his pocket, with the hand that held his golden wedding ring. Focusing on his pocket and his hardening cock, that I couldn’t look away from. Was this happening, was he hard? This had to be wishful thinking. I stood beside his desk waiting for everyone to leave the classroom. My heart sank. I knew I was in trouble.
“Angel, I am very proud of the paper you wrote, you explained your side of why the talk can be interpreted in too many ways. The fact that your side argued that parents should let teenagers come to their own conclusions when it comes to fornication as long as they practice safe sex, was very well written”
Then he sighed
“What I’m not proud of however, is how you can put this Shit, in your perfectly beautiful, precious little nose. Now explain to me why you need this?”
I stammered. My Nipples getting diamond hard underneath my lacey purple bra. My Pussy throbbing, and that sinking feeling in my stomach. I couldn’t speak. He pulled my baggy from his pocket. Playing with it in his left hand. His ring Twinkled.
“Tell me why you do this to yourself?”
Finally I could respond. ” I focus better and can get more things done, and I like the way it makes me feel. I Feel sexy when I do it” I said fast, and breathy. I couldn’t believe it. Did I really just tell Mr. Wolfe that coke make me feel sexy?
He looked at me and pulled the baggy open. ” Well, Angel what would you do if I poured it out all over the floor” Without missing a beat, I said ” I would get on my knees and gather as much as I could. Maybe even snort it off the floor. IDK! I Like, no I Love it! It makes me the very best version of myself, please don’t!!!” I plead with Mr. Wolfe.
Mr. Wolfe pursed his lips, almost detesting. He walked over to the door and locked it. Then he walked back to me, dipped his fingers in the bag and pinched, and sprinkled it on the floor. My heart throttled, and sank.
” No! Please! Stop!”
Dropping my purse. I fell to my knees.
The slickest sly smile spread across his face. ” Stop it Angel!…. Now, I don’t like this at all, but you do look pretty down there on your knees. You like it so much, you’d snort it off the floor? Really now?” I shook my head yes, embarrassed. Mr. Wolfe undid his belt, and pulled his fly open, exposing his cock to me. My eyes grew wide as I watched him pinch the bag again, and sprinkle a bump right on the tip of his married cock.
My Mouth Watered. Salivation that was to full , I almost choked on it. I didn’t know in that moment I didn’t know which I wanted more… Mr. Wolfes cock, or my fucking powder.
“Snort it off of me, show me what makes you feel sexy. Do it! ”
“Fucking Now Angel”
What happened after I snorted a bump off of my Married English teachers cock. Was years of Him Being My dominant. Meeting him in hotels and submitting my pussy, my body, my all to him. Using all of me to pleasure his cock in the best way that I could. My cunt is and always will be only his. I belong to him.


















