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Submissive Whore with Rape Fantasies? Yes Please!

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I like to be punished. Like I am actually into it. I trust my dominant to respect my limits, although I have none. I stated on one of my submissive whore forums that I wanted someone to force fuck all of my pretty little holes. Not only did I want to be against it, I wanted it to be a complete surprise, to be real, to be a little bad slut and be punished for fighting back. One of the BDSM phone sex guys responded right away letting me know that my rape fantasy would be met, and I would not know when it was coming. Three days later when I was grabbed and thrown into the back of an RV my Brain was terrified, heart excited and my cunt was wet.
He tied me up and threw me into the under seat storage. I could feel the RV driving. When he pulled me out I was immediately bagged and pulled from the RV. I could hear what sounded like a heavy metal door, and a lot of male voices. That was it, my brain could not take anymore and my feet decided they were out of there! Right as I went to run I felt my legs swept out from under me and I hit the floor hard onto my belly. My legs were pulled apart and lifted into the air. A dick shoved its way into my mouth through the bag. He thrusted a few times before the friction of the cotton forced him to remove it completely.

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I felt a sudden sting in my rectum as my ass hole was forcefully intruded. The fucker was not even nice enough to use lube. I could not really see anything, someone was poorly holding a flashlight but other than that it was really fucking dark. The cock was removed from my mouth long enough for me to let out a scream. My face was then covered and then slapped hard. A cock was shoved into my mouth again. This one was different, bigger, I gagged and puked up that morning’s smoothie. I gagged again at the taste of my own vomit as my face was ponded like they had no cares for my breathing. He held my nostrils shut and slapped me across the face with his dick still in my mouth.
My concentration on him was interrupted when I was flipped over to ride my anal intruder. I could not see but a second dick pushed its way into my pussy. I whimpered and tried to push him off. My shirt was ripped down the front and then I could feel hot clamps on my nipples. They used them to dictate how hard I plopped onto their rods. The other two dicks alternated moth violations until they all four edged to the point of cumming. It was then that I felt bucket loads of cum cover my face. The lights came on and it was him, the guy met his promises and then some. Holy Fucking Fun!

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Submissive Phone Sex with Rubber and Bondage

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I love being a good little submissive phone sex servant to my Dominate. To be able to fully submit to him it is more than him being able to control me. It is about us having a connection, me submitting total trust that he will know and respect my limits. It takes time to get to that point with someone. Sir Brando loves and I have been together for a while. He loves my total submission to him and decided it was time for some rubber body bag play. This can be very dangerous and extremely erotic. The way the rubber feel against the skin, and the way the bag hold and squeezes every section of my body tight, the restrains makes me so aroused.

He sucks the bag around me. Sometimes I get a mouth hole, which he plugs with his cock. Sometime he leaves me a straw to breathe through. I have to concentrate in order to control my breath through the narrow passage. He likes to make it hard to. He will take his vibrating want and place it on my clit. It feels good as he gives me intense amount of pleasure. He likes to be in control, waiting for me to beg him for permission to cum. Sometimes I pass out from the lack of oxygen to my brain as I orgasm. Luckily like my knight in shining armor he is there to save me with his oxygen tank.

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Submissive Whore Bernice’s Worst Nightmare

submissive whore bondageI have always been a submissive whore. I have had many masters over the years, some rather twisted, but I never complained. It is not my place to question what you do to me, only to serve you. Master Ted was an old school BDSM man. He had a fetish for old mental hospital restraints. Strait jackets, crib cages, facial jackets made of leather, and a slew of now illegal restraints. He had a special room that scared me to death. The old medical devices he collected were pretty much torture tools in modern society; archaic devices deemed cruel and illegal in the medicine world. He always threatened me with “the room” if I ever disobeyed him, but I never did.

One night however, he was drunk and feeling extra cruel, so he put me in “the room” for his own amusement. Not to break me. Not to punish me. Just to scare me. Just to get off at my torment. It was about fucking my mind, not breaking my spirit. I was and still am horribly afraid of being trapped in small places. Master Ted tossed me in his chamber of horrors. I was put in a straight jacket, tossed in the Utica Crib, where he bound my legs with old leather restraints and put a Texas Chainsaw Massacre looking facial restraint over my face. The face mask had chains on the inside that pulled my cheeks back forcing my mouth open. It was designed to prevent asylum patients from biting their tongues. But for me, it was meant for torture.

bdsm phone sexI was left bound, trapped and deprived of light for 48 hours. What I didn’t realize was that Master Ted was sitting in an old wheelchair most of the time with glee beating his cock as he listened to me whimper and cry, and watched me pee and shit myself. When he freed me, I was completely broken. I thought I was broke in before, but I never had been restrained that long in such a small space with no light and my mouth forced open an extended time like that. It was torture. I was dehydrated and confused. It really messed with me psychologically. The worst mind fuck a master has ever implemented on me before or since.

I guess my first mistake was letting that Master know my fears. Now that you know I am scared of being restrained in small dark areas, what would you do to me?

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Submissive Whore is a Doting Pain Slut

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Submissive whore wants to be treated like a pain slut! I love the callers that make me beg for mercy! I am yours Master to use and abuse as you see fit. I exist only to please you with my tears and screams. I need a Master to accept me as a perfect little fuck toy, pain slut, and perhaps snuff toy. I kneel between your legs gently sucking your cock. You pull me by hair and drag me over to a table. I am pulled up into stirrups and chained Grabbing a needle you pressed it deep into my tit meat. I cry out in pain! Grabbing a metal speculum you spread my pussy lips apart and injected another needle. This made me scream! I will love hardcore bondage you will condition me well!
Looking at my tits you could tell they were swollen and turning red. You began to tighten your grip on my tits and began to flatten them. My screams were almost inhuman. You will say over and over not to stop sucking your cock! I will obey Master and continue to suck! Each of my tits had at least a hundred pins in there and pointed out like compasses. You begin to stick pins in my pussy lips. I scream uncontrollable but Master everything I do is to service you! The nuns and students have taught me well! I am yours Master for the taking and I am always ready for your command!

A Submissive Slut Knows How to Say Happy Father’s Day

submissive whoreIf you are a submissive whore, you know that the best thing you can give the daddy in your life for Father’s Day is yourself. Your total self. I’m not talking a fuck here, but giving yourself to a man, mind, body and soul. Men, if you have not had a woman give you total control over her, you need to take it so you can feel how exhilarating it is; trust me, it will make you rock hard. My daddy had total control over me. Every man in my life has total control over me. Father’s Day is an important day for me because all of my Masters are like daddies to me.

bondage whoreA father tells you what to do. A father keeps tabs on you. A father punishes you when you are bad. A father tells you how to behave and dress. A father smothers you with attention. A father controls you. A father watches your every move. Masters do the same thing. So look at a master servant relationship as a father daughter one. You need to protect me from myself and others with tough love. Unconditional love. I know no matter how bad a Master punishes me, it is for my own good. Spare the rod, spoil the brat, right?

BDSM phone sex slutSo for all the Masters in my life, I am giving them the gift of total control and ownership of my body. Each master can do what they want to me because it’s about their pleasure not mine. My first daddy, loves to spank my ass. Always has, always will. So for him, I got him the Robospanker with a doggy stockade to use on me whenever he wants. Have you heard of this machine? It is not cheap, but it is the premiere spanking machine. The paddle swings both horizontally and vertically. Essentially, you can control the tilt, the angle and the speed of the spanks. And the best feature is the remote control, so Daddy can even tell me to spank myself. Now Daddy can give his hand a break sometimes. The best present really for any Master who is fond of bare bottom spankings.

bare bottom spankings daddyFor my boss, who is a second Daddy to me, I got him the Cell Block Bed to use one me in pink coated marine grade aluminum. He can chain me to the bed; suspend me from it for beatings and floggings, or he can keep me a prisoner behind bars, underneath for days denying me even basic necessities . The perfect Father’s day gift for a capricious Master. I am his BDSM and bondage whore, so I know he will love a Father’s Day gift that will cover all sorts of S and M games.

I know how to say Happy Father’s Day to my masters. Without the strong men in my life, I wouldn’t be who I am today. I need masters and fathers, not boyfriends and husbands. Please check out our specials too. You can have more quality time punishing me, for less money. Why break the bank, when you can just break me?

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I was my daddy’s shadow! He was my hero! Then one day after he got into a fight with my mom she left. After that he started drinking. Drank so much he turned into a different man. He turned into his true self. He started punishing me. More than normal. He would pull my panties down and take a switch to spank my pussy lips. Now that I am older I love being a submissive whore who does exactly what her daddy or master tells her to do.

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I even dress up for my daddy. I put on a mask so he doesn’t have to look at Submissive whore face as he punishes me for fingering myself. Daddy doesn’t want my pleasing myself. This fathers day I have left my cunt un-touched for an entire week! I am struggling with not fucking myself but my daddy’s gift this year is a untouched pussy that he can punish for hours!! I want to be my daddy’s subby whore ! 

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      Submission whore want ads went out everywhere! They had put the advertisement in the paper to find me a master. Wanted a young slut willing to suffer bondage, extreme humiliation, severe whipping and sexual duties. I knew the nuns would be pleased for me to earn my keep. I had been auditioning all week the last Master Applicant had my body in a whirl wind. I stood still as I felt the sting of the lash against my tits. Hurrying to the wall as instructed I could see the chains from above. Suddenly I felt his hands push me into the wall. I felt the tear of my flesh against the stone wall over and over again. Tears ran down my face and blood ran from my tits. I could only cry mercilessly as the whip landed on my back and pussy lips. Was he my Dominate or a punisher of cruelty? Only the nuns and you could decide. My soul purpose now was to be of service and do what you wished. My only question is how will you break me?

Spanking Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore: Hurt Me Daddy

Spanking phone sexSpanking phone sex anyone? Look at my round smooth bottom. It beckons you to spank it doesn’t? You wouldn’t be the only one to feel that way! When I was just a wee girl, my daddy would spank me for no reason. I never understood my infraction as a young school girl. Without provocation, Daddy would throw me over his knees, pull my little pink cotton panties off and spank my bare ass until it was bright red. I would feel his thing poking at my belly with every slap. I thought I was just an incorrigible brat, but daddy was just a dirty p man! I didn’t like it at the time, but over the years from our spanking sessions , I became a total submissive whore for Daddy, my first Master.

submissive whoreBy the time I was a teen, I would wait for Daddy to come home from work. I would wear a short skirt, no panties and be bent over so the first thing he would see when he walked through the door was the bottom he loved to spank so much. I would rub my little clitty as his hand smacked down hard on my ass, while screaming “Hurt me daddy. Hurt me daddy.” Sometimes he would let me suck his cock while giving me his special bare bottom spankings. Daddy loved to abuse his little girl, but he didn’t want to fuck me. As much as I would beg for him to fuck my ass, he just wanted to hurt it. “Worthless little whores don’t deserve the pleasure of a nice cock,” he would say. Daddy was a twat tease.

bare bottom spankingsWhen I was 18, I left home looking for men who would abuse me, but fuck me too. I got lucky. Almost all men want to spank me then fuck me then spank me some more. My boss is my new Master and he spanks me all day long. And if I am disobedient, I get rewarded, umm, I mean punished with his big hard cock rammed in my ass repeatedly. Do you want to spank me Master?

Tie Up this Submissive Whore

submissive whore CaseyI woke up. I couldn’t move. I was bound, head to foot, my mouth filled with something, muffling my attempts to cry out. My eyes were bound, and I couldn’t see anything. And then he was there, moving behind me. I heard a “slap, slap, slap” sound, seeming to be a paddle against the side of a leg, and the noise began moving in a circle around from behind me, to my left, to my front. Then, with no warning but a soft hush of air, I felt a sharp CRACK of a paddle smack against the side of my right tit! I jumped and tried to squeal, but all I could make was a *mmphf* sound through the collection of stuff covering my mouth.

I tried to shift in my bonds. I couldn’t, I was bound up so tight. But as I wriggled a bit, I found I was uncomfortable. The more I wriggled, the worse it got, and I kept wriggling to find a less painful position. As I shifted, I heard the familiar sound of a man jerking off. “That’s right, you just try to get out of those bonds, you submissive whore,” he said breathily as he stroked himself. I started writhing and fighting at my bonds, and I started crying behind my blindfold. My audible cries of discomfort and pain went basically unheard in my gag, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because soon I felt the hot stream of cum coat the blindfold and drip over my nose, clogging my holes and making it difficult to breathe.

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Submissive Whore; Outdoor Punishment

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Sometime I can be such a bad submissive whore. I think in the world of BDSM phone sex a bratty bitch can be both good and bad. For a sado maso slut like me I love having my Master do his best to me. Today I have been caged. Taken outside and left in the rain like a wet dog. Master let me down and I knelt at his feet, my eyes averted from his.
He ordered me to strip myself down, I replied “Yes Master,” and quickly removed my clothing. HE attached a collar around my neck and walked me into the woods. I winced as the rocks and sticks dug into my knees. When I did not move fast enough he tugged at the collar forcing me to my belly in the mud. Once we made it through the woods to the creek he stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his hand. He asked me to stand, I thought I had earned a reward. Instead he told me I must earn his touch with extreme discipline.
He placed a large log into my hands and had me stand on some rocks with it above my head. He told me I was not to let it fall, not even in the slightest. I held it up strong, started to get a little cocky even at how well I was doing. I should had known that was the wrong thing to do, Master pulled out a bull whip and started to sling it against my bare skin. I let a scream leave my lips as I braced my knees. My ribs stung as he tore into my skin with every crack of his whip. I tried to hold my arms up strong knowing my punishment for dropping would be worse. I was rewarded by being allowed to suck Master’s hard cock into my mouth, he even gave me his seed. I knew I had pleased him. He even helped me clean my broken skin.

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