Slavery Phone Sex Keeps a Bitch in Her Place, Even Me

Slavery Phone Sex Keeps a Bitch in Her Place

Sometimes a soccer mom needs slavery phone sex. It can help keep her in line. At least that’s what my drug dealer told me. Last week I heard about the severe weather forecast. And I knew that meant my boys likely would not need to go to school for a few days if not the entire week. And if I become snowed in with two horny teenage boys, I require more cocaine than normal. But my drug dealer really made me work for it this time.

I arrived dressed as he requested. Mostly naked with a dog collar around my neck, nipple clamps on my nipples and ankle restraints. Plus, he asked that I bring my biggest dildo. So, I did. But I’ve never used it because it’s fucking huge. Honestly, I did not think my holes could take this dildo’s girth. Many years ago, somebody gave it to me as a gag gift. And I don’t mean as a joke. I mean literally a gag gift. I told this guy no cock could ever make me gag. So, he bought this dildo just to prove that something did exist that could make me gag.

In hindsight, I should’ve brought a smaller dildo. Marcus would not know that I did not consider it my biggest dildo. Me bad. When I tried to suck it, I almost puked. A drugs phone sex mommy does everything possible to score a fix. Including gagging on a dildo designed more for King Kong or Godzilla.

Some Things Appear Even Too Big for My Ass

I thought I would be okay if he wanted to see me sucking on that thing. But of course, he wanted to see more. He wanted that thing up my ass. Although I am an anal whore, I never inserted anything that big ever in any of my holes. Surprisingly, with a lot of lube and a lot of patience, I got most of it inside of me. But it did seem like a tree trunk fucked my ass instead of a big fat dildo.

Thankfully, he fed me coke as I tried to work that monster dildo into my ass. And I guess thanks to lots of anal experiences, my asshole gapes wider than the average soccer mom. Although I think I got more than the average person could get in their asshole, I did not take it all the way to the base. It felt like Marcus planted his two fists deep inside of me. My sons would know I did something quite extreme for my coke this time.

Marcus got the show he wanted, an extreme anal penetration show, and mommy earned her cocaine. Although I hope it will last this week of bad weather, I’m not sure. Usually, my ass hurts because somebody gave me a hardcore ass fucking. But now it hurts because I crammed it full of the biggest dildo I’ve ever owned. Perhaps I need to just destroy this thing since it destroyed my asshole.