Have you heard of rainbow parties? Some people think they are urban legends, but I have been attending them since I was a school girl. Girls wear different shades of lipstick and blow the guys at the party giving them a rainbow cock. When I was young, I’d get drunk and/or high, go to these parties and give head all night long. My daddy would get so mad at me. He wanted me all to himself. I was his cock whore.
Rainbow parties are not just for teens. I went to one at an underground club the other night. Ecstasy was passed around like water. I was higher than a kite on Molly. I love that feeling; plus it sheds any and all inhibitions. This was not the rainbow party of my school girl days. Guys had colored cocks and all the women had to let 8 guys fuck them in the ass and 8 guys fuck them in their cunts. The goal was for every chick to have rainbow fuck holes. It was a game. We had a certain order to fuck in, and a set time to do it. I’m a submissive, so this particular party was run by dominant men; which meant there were consequences for the women who did not finish the game or play it exactly as explained, like me.
I had only fucked 8 guys when time had been called. I got yellow, orange, green and red in both my fuck holes. I was not alone. All we were given was 30 mins. A half hour to fuck 18 guys? I don’t think a dirty street prostitute could manage that feat. I thought punishment would be some mild humiliation. I’m use to some hardcore treatment from men, but at a rainbow party I was not expecting what I got. I was taken with the other girls who failed to a separate room. They put funnels in our mouths and force fed us alcohol. I was guzzling 100 proof whiskey for hours. Felt like fire burning my belly. Within minutes we were all puking. I’m not accustomed to forced intoxication. I wasn’t the only one. I was puking whiskey out my nose.
The twisted thing was the guys were jacking off. They were getting off seeing us blitzed. Girls were hurling, passing out, even losing consciousness, and the men were cumming all over our faces. At some point I passed out. Woke up to the stench of piss and vomit, covered in cum. I looked around, some chicks weren’t even moving but guys were fucking them anyway. I had the worst headache; my gut was a mess; and I looked like some trailer park cum guzzling whore after a week bender. I tried to get my shit together enough to get the fuck out, when a foot to the back of the head forced me back down on the ground. “You leave when I tell you to leave loser bitch,” I heard a guy say. He forced me to lick cum and puke off the floor for hours while he assaulted my ass with his fist before kicking me out the door. I was still drunk.
I managed to get home somehow. Lots of shit I don’t remember. But, I will never forget the extreme humiliation of being a fuck pig forced to consume booze and cum for hours. This was certainly not the rainbow party of my youth. If you enjoy submissive fuck sluts, lucky for you we have a rainbow of girls to select from. Check them out.
My girlfriends and I went clubbing last night. Of course, I got wasted. Men are always buying us drinks. I tried something called Absinthe for the first time. Really strong. Nasty tasting, but I got a buzz super fast. So when this hot guy started grabbing my big tits on the dance floor, I took him into the ladies room for a more intimate show. I got on my knees in a public bathroom and sucked his cock like he was a famous athlete or something. I got skull fucked. I love it when a big set of nasty balls are smacking against my face. We tried fucking in a few positions, but it was cramped in there! So he sat on the toilet and I rode him reverse cowgirl. Pretty sure any chick that came into the bathroom knew some whore was getting fucked in the stall. My head has banging against the door he was pounding me so hard.
I wanted him to shoot his jizz inside me but he was afraid he’d knock me up. Would that be so bad? I hate condoms. I wanna feel a man unload his seed in my cunt. So what if I get pregnant. He pulled out of my cunt before cumming, but didn’t make it to spray my face and tits like planned. The bathroom stall door, however, got a lovely jizz painting. We went back out to dance, freshly fucked, but we baptized that entire bar with cum. We fucked in a dark corner against a mirror; the mens’ room; behind the bar; even in the kitchen. I’m not sure what was in that Absinthe, but I got to get me more. That shit is better than Viagra. I’m hung over, but well fucked.
When I think of a happy ending massage parlor, I think of an Asian place, with little cute Chinese women massaging horny old men’s cocks or prostates until they cum. It never occurred to me that I could get a happy ending massage by a ruggedly good looking young man named Sven . Being a phone sex operator is tough on the body believe it or not. I am a submissive whore, so spending hours cradling a phone between my shoulder and my ear while spanking myself or fucking myself with some dangerous object like a gun or spiked dildo or gagging on such object for hours, causes tension in my neck and upper back. So, I decided to get a massage to work the kinks out.
I was nervous when he suggested I put on a towel. I’m pretty tall and buxom, so a towel was not going to cover much more than my left boob. Sven offered me a glass of champagne to take the edge off. I chugged three glasses, then hopped up on the table to get kinky. I mean get the kinks out! His hands felt so strong as they worked from my neck down to my ass. He actually rubbed my ass checks. “You carry a lot of tension in your buttocks, ” he whispered. Well, that would be from holding a dildo in my ass for 6 hours Sunday. All that clenching gave me knots in my ass lol. Having my ass massaged felt amazing. For once, someone was loving my ass instead of abusing it. I was getting very wet. I was sure he could smell my excitement from his touch.
I was trying to remain professional. This was a high end European Spa, not some happy ending Asian massage parlor where the add on menu includes hand jobs or blowjobs. As I was lost in my ass massage, I felt a finger slide into my pussy, while a hand continued to kneed my ass checks. I gasped, and tensed up. Sven, pulled his finger back and apologized, but I assured him I loved the way he was making me feel. I was not accustomed to my own pleasure. “Such a beautiful woman deserves all the pleasure she can get,” he informed me, as he slid his finger back inside my aching pussy. His strong fingers worked their way in and out of my pussy. I started squeezing my pussy walls on his fingers. I was a puddle of juice. He flipped me over, so he could add his tongue to the mix. I was getting a hot wet pussy massage.
I tried to grab his cock, but he would not let me return the favor. It was all about me for once. His tongue probed me deeply. He continued to massage my clit with his fingers as he tongued my neglected fuck holes. But when he stuck his finger deep in my pussy, putting his tongue back on my swollen clit, I exploded. Happy Ending Indeed. I squirted everywhere. I coated his face with my pent up sexual tension. Drowned his face is more accurate. If I had known happy ending massages were available for women too, I would have gotten a massage a long time ago.
I showed up for my audition. I thought I was trying out for a bit role in a B horror film. I sat there naked, in a dungeon being asked questions by men whose faces I could not see. I started to get up to leave, realizing this was no movie tryout, but a man jumped me. He hogtied me so I could not move. They used rope and duct tape to bind me. When I asked what was going on, I got slapped across the face. “Dirty whores don’t ask questions,” said one of the guys. Another one quipped, “I hope you into extreme bondage bitch.”
With hands restrained behind my back, and my feet bound together, I could barely move. A hand on the back of my head forced me down on a hard cock until I gagged. The guy behind me grabbed a fist full of my blonde locks and thrust me up and down his shaft. My head was thrashing down on this dude’s cock. I felt like a rag doll flaying about. Eyes rolling in the back of my head like I was convulsing, but I couldn’t move from the restraints. I was manipulated manually to suck cock.
Soon there were more men I had to service. I was gagging on cum. A dozen men ejaculated in my mouth. So much cum it nauseated me. I started to puke up cum, but the puppet master yanked my head back, pinched my nose, and forced me to swallow it back down. Then he slammed my head back on that cock, while more men came at me from behind. Two at a time forced their cocks into my fuck holes. They pulled my bound arms so hard, I thought they would break.
My ass was even getting double fucked. Two huge dicks at once ravaged my asshole as my head was being held down on several cocks. I was nothing more than a fuck puppet to these dudes. They all took multiple turns violating my pussy and my ass. My fuck holes were overflowing with cum. My belly was extended from swallowing so much jizz. When they were done using me, they left me still restrained, in a pool of cum and piss on the floor. The puppet master used my head as a mop, making circular motions with my face on the floor, forcing me to lick up the mess. “A good dog cleans her shit up,” he said.
Used, abused, forced, and humiliated, I did as I was told for fear they would never stop using me if I resisted. When the ring leader finally let me go, with a knife to throat and a warning to never utter a word about what went on that day, I puked cum on his feet. He kicked me to the ground, tied me back up; but this time he suspended me upside down. I kept hurling out cum. he forced me to stick my tongue out then he swung me back and forth until I had licked up every speck of puked up cum on the floor.
I hung upside down with my arms tied behind my back and my feet bound, all night. I pissed myself several times. Head was throbbing from the rush of blood. I felt like my limbs were going to pop off. When they returned the next morning, they let me down, but only to fuck my holes again. I was never getting out of there.
I have a new master who is into hardcore ass fucking. My ass master is what he calls himself. He wants nothing to do with my pussy. According to him, good women, the kind you marry, get fucked in the pussy; but dirty worthless whores like me only get fucked in the ass. It is not about my pleasure, but about the pleasure of my masters. It feels like master is training me for the anal Olympics. He fucks my ass for hours. He is relentless. The objective is to ruin my whore ass; make it gape open so everyone will know what a filthy fuck pig I am. Once my ass is open so wide he can slide his fist in and out of my cavity without touching skin, he pisses into me. Not just him, but all his friends. It’s a circle jerk of sorts only instead of spraying me with cum, they piss into my asshole.
After a dozen or so men have peed into my anal fuck hole, he shoves a butt plug in my ass and forces me to hold it in for hours. It feels like my ass is drowning in piss. If I leak any out on the floor I get kicked so hard I puke. Eventually, master lets me shit out the piss in my ass into a pitcher. I then have to drink every last drop. If I spill, they all piss into my ass again. It’s degrading to drink my own pee. Can you imagine how humiliating it is to drink strangers’ piss that has been in your dirty ass for hours? According to my ass master, I am worthy of the utmost form of humiliation. For I am a special breed of worthless trash. I know you agree.
Callers ask me all the time what do I think is hot phonesex? I think your control over me, your ability to put me in my place, make me your dirty little fuck slut is wicked hot. I need to be controlled. I need to be hurt. I need to be used. Vanilla phone sex is boring. Nasty phone sex is HOT. I am not a dominant girl despite my tall stature and beauty. I am not the bitch in charge. I am the whore in your control. My real life masters understand what I am, and they enjoy using me for their pleasure.
Master David took me to a new underground bondage club this week. This is not your 50 Shades of Gray kind of bondage, but your 50 Shades of Black and Blue kind of club. Hardcore bondage, S and M and torture occurs within these walls. Master David understands that I find extreme bondage titillating and hot. Strangers getting off on my restraint, my pain is the epitome of hot. Different rooms, experimented with different aspects of the S and M subculture. The room Master David took me into was simply the bondage room. He hog tied me on a table first while men watched and stroked their cocks. He made sure I couldn’t even wiggle a toe. He whipped me several times, fucked my ass, even let the guys watching do whatever they wanted to me too. Eventually, he suspended me in the air and let all those men shoot their loads of hot spunk on me.
When Master let me down, I thought we were going home. He informed me that many a patron thought I was the hottest slave in the club, therefore he was opening up his room to all the Masters. He was proud to own the hottest slave in the club. Men came in packs to see who I was. I was tied to a pole and forced to suck every Master off who wanted to experience my hot mouth on his shaft. Not only am a hot submissive whore, but I am an excellent cum guzzling one too. I likely swallowed buckets of cum at that club. It was not about me getting off, but about me servicing all these men because it made Master happy to use my whore mouth as a cum dump.
When I got home, I had bruises around my ankles and wrists, and I literally puked up buckets of cum, but my real experiences with bondage, pain and torture make me the best submissive hot phonesex slut for you nasty masters who enjoy putting a bitch like me in her place. There are several submissive cum dump whores for you use at our sister site The Fornication Station too.
Daddy ordered me to his place early yesterday morning. I was instructed to dress as trashy as possible. He wanted me to look like a blonde bimbo; a trashy whore. It was my own father who bought me my boobs. He always told me I was good for only three things: sucking, fucking and breeding. Before I arrived, I got some Botox to puff my lips out, and got my hair bleached platinum blonde. I even got some trashy press on nails. I slipped on the highest stilettos I own, paired it with a Lycra mini dress that was way too short and 2 sizes too small, put my chin up and boobs out and teetered over to his house.
When I arrived, there were 5 men sitting on the couch. I was ordered to strip down naked. Daddy treated me like a piece of meat. He spread my ass and my pussy talking about my ripe tight holes. He sucked on my huge tits to demonstrate how perfect they are for nursing. Clearly, I was being auctioned off by Daddy to breed a brat or two. Not the first time, not the last. When Daddy gets desperate for money he uses me as his cash cow. Makes me turn tricks, breeds me, even forces me to strip and do porn.
He haggled with the gentlemen for awhile, let them sample the merchandise then sold me to the highest bidder. I had to fuck my purchaser in front of him and the other men. While I was being bred, the others, including Daddy, circle jerked around me. Before long I had baby batter ejaculated up my cunt, and spunk spewed on my big fake titties and whore face. The guy that bought the right to knock me up, let them all take turns fucking me. He didn’t really care who knocked me up, as long as I sired him a rugrat. He bought the rights to my offspring that he would then sell for 10 times the price he paid for my pussy on the black market. My holes were dripping with seed after a few hours of gang banging me to put a bun in my bimbo oven. My Daddy even dropped two loads in his baby girl’s twat.
I spent the entire day being a breeding whore and a cump dump. I’m going to be forced to fuck like a purebred pup in heat, until they know I’m pregnant. I was told you could fuck me too. The more spunk inside my cunt, the better the odds in 9 months I can make my purchaser a very rich man.
I’ve been daddy’s girl since I was knee high and he would sneak in my bedroom at night and push his cock in my mouth while mommy slept. I was raised to be daddy’s little cock sucker, daddy’s little fuck toy, and eventually daddy’s little torture doll. Daddy could be so cruel when he wanted to be. Last week, Daddy called me up. He order me to come visit him like I did when I was younger. I knew what that meant. Daddy needed his fuck toy. He liked me more when I was younger, so I did my best to make myself look like a school girl again.
When I arrived, daddy said, “On your knees little girl.” I’m a good whore. I always do as daddy says. I deep throated daddy’s hard cock just like I did when I was little. Just, now I gag less. Daddy prefers me gagging, crying and gasping for air, so he had a few friends over to help turn me into that scared little girl I was so many years ago. They got rough with me. Pulled my pig tails, skull fucked me until I was choking. Daddy and his 6 big friends, forced their cocks in my mouth until I puked. But they didn’t stop there, they violated my ass and cunt too. Covered me in cum like a dirty whore, then told me to get out.
Daddy loves to use me and share me with his friends. Even though I am older, I still do whatever daddy tells me to do. I will do whatever you tell me too.
“Not here for you Your here to please
Open wide Get down on your knees
Take my cock and don’t reject
Disobey I’ll break your neck”
That is from the song “Sex Slave;” my Master’s love song for us. No sappy ass love tunes for me. On Valentine’s Day, while other girls got flowers and candy, I received nipple clamps, shock collars and new bondage equipment. I was tied up and fucked in the ass, while you were spoiling your girl like she was a Goddess. I also was skull fucked, whipped, kicked, choked, burned, cut and humiliated, while you two were dancing romantically. Instead of drinking champagne, I drank my Master’s piss. While you and your wife were eating steak at some fancy restaurant, I was eating dog shit, tied up to a pole naked in the back yard, freezing. Your wife probably wore a diamond necklace, while I wore a diamond dog collar. Anytime your woman looked at you, she saw love and admiration. I did not dare look into Master’s eyes, and if I did, I saw hatred and disdain, before I was slapped.
I am a submissive phone sex whore. The women in your life are companions, best friends, lovers, wives… I am a fuck pig, a sex slave, a torture doll…. Your girl walks into a room with her head held high. I crawl on my hands and knees with my head dangling low praying that I will live. I bet the women in your life love the color red. They associate it with roses, heart shaped candy boxes, rubies and love. It is the color of romance. I fear the color red because in my world, it is only associated with blood, my blood.
For you see, I am not the kind of woman men cherish, adore, love, spoil or pamper. I am the kind of whore men own, abuse, hurt and torture. I am a pain slut, a cum dump, a pet, a punching bag….everything your girl is not. But, I bet you are curious about my type of woman. I never say no. I don’t dare cry. I give until I die. Take a walk on the dark side with me.
Normally, I am a submissive whore. I love being told what to do. I enjoy being hurt. Pain is pleasure to me. But one of my masters decided he wanted to profit off my looks. I know I look like a Goddess. I just never feel like one, but master said men would pay good money for a night with me. He seems to believe that more men want to fuck me than hurt me. I’m not sure about that. But, I do whatever I am told. So when he told me to get pretty for a hot date, I did just that. I know how to clean up. I can look any part. Master got $10,000 for me from some big financial guy looking for the girlfriend experience. I don’t really know how to be a girlfriend. I know how to be a bitch, a victim, a cum dumpster, a pain slut, a punching bag….but a girlfriend is a foreign concept to me.
I watched Sasha Gray’s video “The Girlfriend Experience” for some quick pointers. The first part of my date was easy, boring, but easy. I just had to look pretty and act like I was interested in everything he had to say. I just nodded my head a lot, licked my lips, and touched his hand. When we got back to his place, things took an interesting turn. He wanted me to dominate him. Boy was he barking up the wrong tree. But I knew my master would be upset if I did not deliver what this man paid top dollar for. I excused myself to the bathroom and used my smart phone to Google sensual domination. It seemed so vanilla to me. Only a pussy wants a woman to dominate him with things like face sitting, tease and denial games, blindfolds, silky restraints, spanking…. Only a pussy wants a woman to control his cock.
I am a good whore, so I sucked it up to deliver an Oscar worthy performance as a sensual domme. I tied him to his bed with silk scarves. Sat on his face, forcing him to worship my pussy and ass, while I spanked his cock with a riding crop. At best it could only sting. I teased his cock, denied his cums all night long. The only one cumming was me. He kept telling me I was a superior creature. My orgasms were all that mattered. I enjoyed cumming. But they felt rather lackluster in comparison to the cums I have accompanied with some pain. Pain makes me feel alive. I did what a good slave does, acted the part accordingly for her master. I always want to please those in control of me.
My client was happy, and booked another session with me. But the moment I left his penthouse, I got out my little scalpel and started slicing my flesh. Pain is what makes me cum the hardest. Maybe I could be your girlfriend, but the kind you hurt instead of pamper?
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