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Submissive Whore Bernice Sometimes Thinks About Revenge

submissive whoreAs a submissive whore, I do as I’m told. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have some dark fantasies for revenge. Although my master treats me extremely well, I did not fare so well in my younger days. Between my abusive father and my misogynistic ex-husband, I suffered a lot of abuse. Thus, giving me cock and ball torture fantasies.

I do not know where my ex-husband or father lives anymore. They could be dead for all I know. And for all I care. I am a willing slave with my master. But we enjoy an old school sort of master servant relationship. We use safe words. And mostly we explore bondage, spanking, and cock worshiping.

My father and my ex-husband beat me and let men use me. Sometimes daddy would tie me up to the bed for days and deny me food and water, leaving me to piss and shit in my own bed. He abused me and degraded me. But my ex-husband turned out to be no better.

So of course, I’ve developed revenge fantasies over the year for cock and ball torture. In a chat room for submissive women like me, I met a man who wanted somebody to trample on his cock and balls. He pretended to be a female slave just to find somebody for cock and ball torture. I took his bait. He did not live far from me, so we met up last night.

Perhaps, I Struggle with Being Dominant, But Revenge Fantasies Feel Therapeutic

And I will be honest; I struggled to take the more dominant role with him. After all, I appear to be born into this world just for men’s pleasure. But once I started thinking about everything my father and my ex-husband did to me, my rage started to build. This man fears he will become just like my father. He thought some cock and ball torture sex might curb his perverted thoughts and urges.

So, I read up on cock and ball torture. Watched some dominatrixes on how to inflict genital pain on men. And I became aroused. I started to get into it. Wearing stiletto heels, I enjoyed digging the heels into his balls. And I stomped on his cock like I was putting out a cigarette with my shoe. I thought I was the biggest pain slut I knew. He came as I kicked him in the balls.

And I think I deflated one of his testicles. I left his junk looking like I castrated him. Perhaps I did castrate him when I deflated a testicle. Now anytime he looks at his daughter and thinks like my daddy did, he won’t be able to act on those urges because I deflated his balls.

Plus, I took chunks out of the side of his dick with my stiletto heels. It felt therapeutic to me. I’m still a submissive phone sex woman. I always will be a submissive slave. But sometimes we need to explore our revenge fantasies to help keep us in our place.

Hardcore bondage requires two suffering cunts

The siren song of Hardcore bondage calls to me, a submissive bitch craving destruction at the hands of a cock hungry master.

Thank you, Master, for destroying me. Hardcore bondage

I am so grateful for your discipline. I brought another bitch for you. Two suffering cunts are even a better prize, allowing for a delicious double cock beating.

We are here to serve you. You are our God. If our tears get you hard, we will wail at the top of our lungs. Our place is at your feet. We are so lucky to endure the sweet agony of being stretched to our limits.

Whores like us are pieces of meat ready for your butcher block. Slap us, whip us, make us bleed. I offer up our cunts, so you can fuck us so hard, we bleed on your cock.

As your good little slut, I’m so eager to suck her beat up pussy off your cock. Then it’s my turn.

The rope is really tight; it hurts so bad. But I deserve just like I deserve the humiliation of being an exposed whore.

Thank you for recording our sessions, especially this one. I think I know how we can make it extra humiliating. The new bitch and I will suck off your best stud for the camera.

You are the best at breaking a Submissive Whore and then rebuilding them to be forever obedient! We are nothing more than a pair of suffering cunts, forever craving the cruel embrace of your merciless cock.

The pain and humiliation of serving your best friend’s rod is an extra treat. Just to show you my devotion, I am going to force this new bitch I brought to you to take his fur cock in her ass.

I’ll make sure he pumps her good so he gets stuck in there. And then I will guide your cock down her throat. Such a nasty scene for your audience to cum to my Master! I am so lucky to serve you!

Submissive Sex Slut Never Gets Time to Be a Normal Woman

submissive sexThis submissive sex slut received the weekend off from her master. Normally, he requires my services at his BDSM club on the weekends. But master found himself trapped in Colorado with his wife after 2 feet of snow descended upon their little rental home. So, he could not return to open the club. And that gave me the weekend off. Although I felt bad that he got stuck inside with his ball and chain and could not enjoy his slave, I also felt grateful for a weekend off.

But I don’t have any friends. Even my own son and daughter hate me. So, I did something I know I’m not supposed to do. I went on Tinder looking to enjoy a little normal fun. But I did not want to be a submissive whore. I wanted a weekend free of spanking, whipping, bondage and humiliation.

But I can’t seem to find that anymore. It’s like some beacon follows me around announcing to the world that I’m nothing more than fuck meat. The guy I met on Tinder came over Saturday morning to fuck me. A younger guy who appeared to be in great shape, which meant great stamina for my old pussy. But when he arrived, he laughed at me. Told me I looked gaudy and fake. He slapped my face and punched my tits. So, I told him to leave. I didn’t sign up for this. And I wanted him out of my house.

As Submissive Slave. I Sometimes Crave Normal Sex

But he would not listen to me. He put his hand around my throat, pinned me against my wall and let me know he could snap my neck anytime he wanted. I almost pissed myself in that moment. So much for enjoying a weekend of normal fucking. Perhaps I don’t even know what normal fucking looks like anymore. I’ve been a slave for decades. In fact, I’ve been a slave since I was a schoolgirl.

This man clearly wanted to explore rape phone sex fantasies with me. Or some woman who looks like me or even mommy in general. He ripped my clothes off while squeezing my neck to strangle me. My whole body trembled in fear. I did not know if I would survive this. Did he want rough sex, or did he want to kill me? Turns out he wanted both.

Men Will Always Want to Get Violent and Rough with Me

After he forced his hard cock into my mouth, pussy, and ass, he told me he planned to suffocate me. He grabbed a plastic grocery bag and put it over in my head, denying me oxygen. But I’m a fighter. I’ve survived as a sex slave for 40 years. I did not plan on going out because I swiped right on the wrong asshole. So, I faked like I passed out. I’m a seasoned submissive. I can hold my breath a lot longer than the average woman.

While he thought he killed me, I got the upper hand and kicked him in the balls so hard he fell over and pissed on my floor. While down, I grabbed my cell phone, and I acted like I called 911. And he picked himself up and ran out of my house like a bat out of hell. He fucked me. But he fucked me roughly. And I just wanted a weekend of normal sex. Was that too much to ask? Perhaps I do not deserve normal sex. But my dumb ass will continue to try for it.

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex and Toilet Whore Angel

Extreme Fetish Phone sex Toilet whore, That’s what my new found title should be. My New Master Dominic is a bit extreme and I can’t stop craving him. He has collared me like the sick little slut puppy I am. Fisting is quite new to me. I never knew you could have the most intense squirting orgasm, from a manly hand reaching into you and grabbing your insides while using you like a fuck puppet.

That’s not even the hottest thing…

Dominic has Collared me with a “Slut” collar, and he also leashes me. Dragging me where he wants me to go. At first, he would just use me like a fucking dirty cunt to make his balls explode. Now, he uses me, forces me to cum hard again and again, and then I’m his personal urinal.

Sometimes He just saturates me in his piss, other times he quenches my thirst with his cock water. I love drinking him down all warm and tangy. Collecting his aromatic urine until my mouth is at capacity. I especially love when he fists my holes, making them blow out. Wide and open. Then he lets his full bladder go. Relieving himself into my fuck holes, and filling my nether abyss’ with that warm honey colored home made Brine.

Extreme Toilet Slut

What I didn’t know was how far he would take our toilet play. After I’m collared. After I’m pissed on, or in, That’s just the beginning… Then I am led or dragged into the bathroom. Dominic asks me “where I belong?” The right answer, the correct answer isn’t made by uttering a single word. I crawl on all fours to the toilet, lift the lid, and then the seat. Then, I place my face on the filthiest part of the bowl, resting my head on the actual bowl… next to the piss stains, shit bits, and pubic hair.

Dom mounts and fucks me with my face in the toilet bowl. Sometimes shoving my face down into the potty water while he destroys my holes, and pumps me full of his cum.

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Sexy Bondage Donatella Used and Owned Obediently

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I’m on my knees, trembling, my hands folded, waiting for my master to tell me what to do. My pussy is already slick and wet just thinking about him, about every command I’m about to obey. Sexy Bondage always gets me going, but right now, being his little nigger slut, ready to take whatever he wants… it’s pure fire between my legs.

“Stand up,” he growls. My body obeys instantly, hips swaying, nipples super hard, dripping with need. I can feel his eyes tracing every curve, every shiver I can’t hide.

“Hands behind your back,” he orders. I lift them, letting the cuffs snap into place, tight and thrilling, my cunt aching from the anticipation. I love how it feels to be bound, helpless, and completely at his mercy.

“Bend over,” he says, and I do it without thinking, spreading my legs just enough to give him a perfect view. My fingers dig into the rug as my tight pussy throbs, desperate for even a single touch from him. I’m dripping for him already, wet and needy, my body screaming to be used.

“Look at me,” he commands. I tilt my head up, licking my soft lips, breath hitching. His gaze makes me melt, makes my cunt pulse, makes me moan softly even before he roughly touches me.

“Good girl,” he whispers, sliding a finger through my long hair, gripping my chin to tilt my face down. “You’re mine to use.” The words send me over the edge, hips bucking slightly, my wetness soaking my thighs. Every command, every order, makes me wetter, hungrier, more desperate to be his obedient slut.

I follow every instruction… kneeling, presenting, holding myself still, moaning only when allowed. My pussy clenches at every glance, every touch, every whispered word. Being his, letting him control me, using me, owning me… it’s everything I crave.

By the time the night deepens, my body is his playground. My cunt drips, my lips ache, and I ache to obey. I am completely soaked and submissive, craving every command, every touch, every way he decides to use me. Being owned like this, obeying him, making him hard just by being wet and ready… it’s the only freedom I’ve ever wanted.

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies From the Mind of a Subby Slut

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

I think Every Submissive woman deep down has some sort of rape phone sex fantasies. Rape fantasies are the ultimate release of control. Giving it up against your will. Your Body betraying you for pleasure that you don’t consent too. Some Hard Phallus forcing its way into your most sacred part. A Part of you that you guarded at a time, because it was special and you didn’t give it to just anyone, or maybe you’re like me, and you did…. Here’s one of my Rape Fantasies.

He had been watching me for some time. I knew he would be in the club while I was dancing.  Watching my sexy strip teases, and how I would trick on the pole, spreading my legs wide while I gripped with one arm, and did a suicide flip almost crashing at the bottom. I would pop my pussy and ass on all fours, twerking my cheeks. Hypnotizing the guys that were there to see me feature.

When I would walk out to my car after a night of dancing at the strip club, he would watch me walk out. I knew he was a client, But I never knew what he drove, I never even knew what he looked like. Until one night when I was leaving a car was parked by my truck. As I was trying to get in, the passenger door of the car beside me opened and I was pulled in.

I didn’t scream, I knew to be calm

We drove and he talked. He spoke about watching my ass and pussy grind on other men. The songs I picked to feature stage dance with, were all his favorite. How I fucked them with clothes on right in front of him. How could I do that when he cared about me so much?  He told me how I had never paid him any mind, and I was always so busy with other dances every night when he came in. He said how he had money ready so many times but I would always go to someone else and never to him. This time he would make sure he got his time with me. I owed it to him.

He drove me down a long dirt path about 30 minutes out. Climbed on top of me in the front seat and started kissing me forcefully. His hands groping and grabbing my tits, my pussy and my ass. I didn’t fight him, scared of what could happen. He got so angry because I wouldn’t kiss him back. He assaulted me, pulling my neon green G-string to the side, and shoving his cock inside me deep and hard. Humping and hips pumping, thrashing his member inside me. Attacking me like I’m the drug he is addicted to.

I’ve never been one to take birth control…

Not being able to help it. Scared and Electrified. Cock ramming and slamming hard in and out of my cunt. I tremor and shake. Crying out and cumming on his cock so hard. My cries of orgasm, fueling his fire and He knocks the depths of my pussy, and he loses it. Filling me, flooding me with traces of him.

 

 

 

Hooked on abuse like the curve in your naughty cock

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I’m so hooked on abuse, like the curve of your cock that smacks my insides in the right place. I’ve always searched high and low for a man to throw me around but now it’s easier than it’s ever been. You all crave to tear me down emotionally and physically, telling me what a nasty whore I am while your brutally beating me. Humiliation through my soul all the way down to my gaping snatch, calling your fearless cock’s name.

I especially love a man with an ass fetish, who can treat me like a dog, the animal you control and smash while giving orders to me. On my stomach or with my nose to my knees you dig and stretch my bunghole out with no lube. You wanted to be deep in my ass, spitting, covering your throbbing cock with massive amounts of drooling flowing out of your sick mouth. Rock hard balls banging against me like bulldozers full of milky spooge. 

You enjoy this shit, making me beg to be bent over and humiliated, spent out and spun like a god damn crusty ass slut whore. Put some hose and heels on me to make the situation even more seductive, adding some height for my creamy cooter to catch that devil dick perfectly. Stretched out thick, as wide as you could, double stuffed, rough and raw.

Torture sex makes me go buck wild baby!

Spewing cum, blood and thick ooze. Red rose split in two as I’m torn shredded up. Spit filled shaft and a thorny cock, my insides weeping, dripping and splurging gigantic piles of nasty sauce.

With a nice good smack to my sweet cheeks  your cock continues to shovel out shit, locked and loaded, cocked and ready blast my ass out. So deep my cervix is surrounded and soiled. You milked  my anus so good sweatheart leaving me tingling and numb, jerking as I’m ready for the next round of anal pound town.

Bondage bitch brutally strapped, clamped and fisted in front of an audience

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I’m so hooked on being violated and used up. It consumes me just as much as my master abuses me. I’m addicted to the sensational oragasms I get when I’m surrounded by fear, the worse the pain the more my sloppy gaping hole flows like a river. Any chance I get to fucked and turned into a vile submissive slave I take, the boring men who want to smother me in love, cash and family just bore me to death.

You’ve created the most evil and sick bitch without putting an end to my existence master. My mouth is your bucket, my body is tortured and your personal trash, each night you finish me off there’s no promise for tomorrow. This time you want an audience, exhibitionist abuse, show people your perverted pussy pissy puppy.

Bondage whore, put me in my place sick fuck!

I know my place with master and there’s no way out otherwise he’ll be choking me for the ultimate brutal position and tied down. Taken down to the back room I’m surrounded by strange eyes, staring at my naked body while their bulges grew. So sweaty and moist my whole body is tingling I’m so fucking turned on. Swollen, clammy dampy and warm my creamsicle filled cooter was ready for the god damn smack down. I’m the prize with my legs in clamps.

As I’m being whipped smacked spanked and screamed at I could hear all the pre cum drops dripping onto the cold dark floor. Strapped down and gagged, thrusted my meow meow into master as he shoved his fist up me, knuckles ripping and tearing me from the inside out. The more I jerked the harder he went. Bloody cum dripping off the table I’m screaming for more. So many hands now slapping me, pulling my nipples, clamping my bell I bursted and squirted spewing musky goey bloody fluids. So deep and hard I soiled the table down the the dark dirty ground. 

Bare bottom spankings is what I get for wearing no panties

Bare bottom spankings sting so good on my pathetic little ass.  I felt the burn of failure as I stood before you, my Master, dressed in the schoolgirl skirt you’d requested for our private lesson. I’d attempted to please you, to embody the image of a demure schoolgirl, but in my haste, I’d made the unforgivable mistake. Not the crotchless panties you requested.Bare bottom spankings My actions are unforgivable. How dare I not listen to you, sir? Use my ignorance to your advantage and give me the beating I deserve.  I am, after all, nothing more than a whore, born to obey. The name Breanne is just a facade, a fleeting illusion. My true name is Submissive slut. And the slut needs your harsh discipline.
As I gazed up at you, my eyes brimming with tears of shame, my pussy couldn’t help how wet it got. The rough, calloused hand that grasped my chin, forcing me to meet your stern gaze, only heightened my arousal. You always knew how to control me, to make me crave the punishment I so desperately deserved. And now, with my bare bottom exposed and my skirt hiked up, I was at your mercy.
I couldn’t deny the pussy juices pooled between my thighs. It’s a gift when your hand connects with my ass. I love how you never hold back on your punishments. Each slap is harder than the next. And when you are tired of beating me with your hand, you get your cock to do it!

Submissive Whore and The Strange Man Lured Me In

It was a really rainy afternoon as I was walking home from classes. At this particular corner of the Park that I walked through there was a heavy canopy of trees. I was distracted with my umbrella and trying to text with my mom like a useless Submissive whore. So obviously I failed to notice a strange SUV driving alongside me.

Then this man called to me from the SUV and asked if I needed a lift. He mentioned he had just dropped his daughter off at her classes and saw me. I decided it was not a bad idea and slipped into the front seat. Again I failed to take in the whole scene. I was surprised when a hand from the backseat reached around and put a cloth to my nose.

Submissive Whore Taken and Used

Now there I was awakening in a strange room. The driver and other guy were both standing around me as I awoke. They told me that I was taken and that I would have to do what they wanted or else I would never get to talk to my mother again.

At this point they showed me my phone and the text they sent my mother. Telling her I was going out of town with a few school mates and would be taking part of a technology detox. In other words I would be out of reach.

Now the two men hoisted me up and the realization came to me that I was tied up and stripped. Within a few minutes there were a few more men in the room. Finally I was getting used like the Submissive Whore I am meant to be. Then used like a fuck doll.

As the dick was impaling me and the hands were groping and slapping me I was getting taken in every hole possible. These men were not being gentle. And then I realized it. An Master I hooked up with from the community and cut ties with was behind all of this. Now he was getting his revenge.

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