Since I am a submissive girl, my life revolves around pampering men. I take care of their every need, no matter how depraved. I decided it was not wrong to pamper myself a little every now and again, so I used my Christmas gift cards to buy myself a professional massage. I have never splurged on such an extravagant present for myself, but I have been beaten, tied up and fucked so hard lately, I actually have developed some kinks in my back and neck.
I booked an appointment with this guy my BFF swears by. When I entered his room, I saw why. What a hunk. He asked me to undress and lie on his table. I was nervous at first, but he assured me I had nothing he had not seen before. But I thought I might. Lots of bruises, welts and a few open gashes from being whipped. He thought someone had beat me. Told me I was a beautiful woman who deserved to be treated as a princess, not a punching bag. He was very sweet. I did not have the courage to tell him I am a slave, nothing but a worthless whore for men to use.
Truth be told, I was enjoying the attention. He rubbed hot oil all over my body, being careful not to hurt my open wounds. Such strong but tender hands gripping my body. Made my pussy wet and my nipples erect. I was trembling. My body was not accustomed to pleasure. It felt wrong, odd, but amazing still. Instinctively, my hand went to grab his cock; I wanted to make him feel good, but he said today was all about me, all about my pleasure. “You deserve to feel good. Just relax and trust me, ” he said. I did just that. I got lost in the pleasure of his strong hands caressing my body. He spread my legs and slid a finger in my cunt. I was soaking wet. I completely let go; stopped all thoughts I had of not being worthy of this kind of treatment.
I came hard, harder than I have come in a long time. He didn’t stop there. Said a gorgeous woman like myself deserved unlimited orgasms. He dropped between my legs, peeled back my engorged pussy lips, and started licking my wet bald pussy. I was drenched from the finger fuck, now I was about to squirt all over his face. He flicked his tongue back and forth on my swollen clit, sliding fingers in my pussy at same time. Just lapped up all my juices. I drenched his face a few times.
I begged him to fuck me. It had been too long since someone fucked me to make me cum. He had an amazing cock and he knew how to use it. We started out fucking side by side on his table, and ended up me, reverse cowgirl on his cock. I couldn’t stop cumming. My body shook and convulsed on his cock until I practically passed out. I felt so alive, so relaxed. I know I was born to service men, but it really felt amazing to be serviced for once. He enjoyed pampering me so much, he refused to let me pay him. What a gentleman. I came a dozen times, and he only once. He said that was the way it should be. Women always cum first. Not in my world. I’m lucky if I even cum last.
I thanked him for a wonderful experience. All the kinks certainly left m y body. He will be my dirty little secret from my masters. I know they would never approve of me getting treated so well. Please don’t tell them! I’ll do anything you want, just keep my dirty little secret.
I know Christmas is over. I just hate to see it over though. I love unwrapping presents and getting gifts. Love decorating the house. But all good things must come to an end, this I know. So today I decided to finally take down my tree and put everything away. Valentine’s Day is just around the corner. As I was carrying boxes to the mother in law suite, where I store all my holiday crap, I was startled by a very nice, very large unwrapped present that somehow did not make it under my tree.
How long had he been here? He was practically all unwrapped! He was like, “Finally, I thought you would never come get your gift.” I didn’t know him. But, I couldn’t wait to! Young, hung, full of cum, and really cute!! One of my benefactors bought him for me. He is to be my pet. My very own house servant! A private sex slave. He gets to stay with me for an entire year and do whatever I want. Now that’s a change. Normally, as a submissive slut, I have to do whatever the man wants. But my benefactor was so grateful for all the service I have given him and his cock the past few years, he thought I deserved a “house husband.” Plus, having someone help me around the house, means I can spend more time with my masters doing things for them! Alex will do whatever I need. Fix things around the house, go shopping for me, cook, clean, walk my pups, service me…. Merry Christmas to me.
His first task was my wet bald pussy! I needed it serviced badly. Been way too long since I was fucked to make me feel good. I made him worship my pussy for hours. I came so many times on his face I lost track of just how many cums he gave me. But, my pussy and ass were nice and juicy for his cock! I got on all fours and had him fuck me really hard from behind while rubbing my clit. He had a cock perfect for my holes. He was a male me! He took direction so well. Did everything I asked and then some. He gave me some hot ass sex too. Fucked my ass just hard enough that it was oh so pleasurable. He seemed to love worshiping my body.
I have my own sex slave. He will clean my holes after I have been fucked; he will fuck me when I snap my fingers; worship my cunt; serve as toilet paper for me if I want; and, he has to service any of my friends too, male or female. He will never saw no! This is the best Christmas present ever. I just wish I had discovered my unwrapped sexy gift before now. But trust me, my pussy, ass and I are making up for lost time.
My girlfriend and I were out at a club the other night. Just looking to have some fun, maybe pick up a few sexy men. We are hot buxom beauties, so we like to show off our “attributes.” Well our skimpy way too tight black dresses got us a lot of attention. Some attention I didn’t even bargain for. This one bitch seemed to have a problem with me and my bestie. She was just a queen bitch. Now she was busty too and attractive in a trailer park sort of way, but she was not getting the attention she thought she deserved and got in our faces about stealing her men. I told her men prefer class not ass.
When I have had a few cocktails, I lose all sense of decorum and can go redneck on a bitch. I ended up slapping the cunt when she poured a drink on my friend and called her a skank. Right there in the club, I got into a girl fight. The bouncer broke it up, but he made an interesting proposition to us both. He offered us money to get in the ring and have an actual girl fight. The winner would drink for free at the club for all of next year as bonus. I go to this club weekly, and it is easy to drop a couple hundred a night, so this was a sweet deal. I’m not much of a fighter as a natural submissive, but I will knock a bitch out when provoked.
Turns out the owner of the club has a fetish for cat fights. Loves to see two big boobed beauties boxing. I got into the ring with the trailer park whore and we threw it down. I boxed her big fake boobs, sucker punched her in the gut, even hit her face a few times. The best, though, was all the jabs I gave to her baby maker. I punched her trashy cunt repeatedly until she doubled over in pain. She got a few hits and jabs to me too, but ultimately I won. I used my huge torpedoes to smack her face so hard when she was bent over, she swelled up. My tits turned her trashy face black and blue! The power of silicon baby!
I had fun boxing the bitch. Apparently there is quite an underground network of girl fight clubs. Guys love seeing two buxom bitches box. Big tits bouncing, hot bodies slamming each other… I get it. My panties were soaking wet. I had no idea how hot fighting a chick would be, but you better believe I will do it again. Made me feel like a sexy superhero.
I hope all my Masters had a wonderful Christmas. I sure did. I got all sorts of wonderful gifts. I got some sexy latex outfits to wear for my Masters, ones that highlight all my curves. I got some pleasure clips for my labia. Even got this electric shock breast bondage device for all those Masters who enjoy hurting my big worthless tits. I got a pretty dog collar that says SLUT in rhinestones. Pretty hot pink bondage tape. A brand new leather impression paddle to match my collar so when you whip me, it will leave SLUT imprinted on my worthless ass. Got a hot pink leather flogger too. Pony play whip with a huge butt plug. Even got a home speculum kit. All sorts of toys to enjoy with my phone and real time Masters.
But my favorite new toy is my sex machine. I can fuck my pussy, ass and tits with it. It doesn’t really cause pain except when it goes at turbo speed. I have been playing with it all weekend. Has lots of fun attachments. I can even order super big attachment and ones that have spikes. You might enjoy hearing me get impaled by a huge 12 inch spiked fucking machine. My house smells of pussy because I have been playing with my new toy so much.
Call me for some discipline! I’ve been a bad horny girl thinking of only my pleasure. I should be thinking of yours.
Ever since my Daddy first violated my tiny little ass when I was just a young school girl, I have been an anal loving whore. He would crawl in bed with me every night and put his daddy dick in my pooper as he called it way back then. My back door was fucked long before my pussy. I was daddy’s subby bitch, now I am any man’s subby whore. I picked up a guy last night. Not my normal bad boy type either. More like the boring banker type. Cute though. And when we were dancing, I could feel how hard he was and it was big. I just kept thinking how good it was going to feel in my tight ass. He didn’t really strike me as the one night stand kind of guy, but I wanted his dick to fuck my backdoor something bad.
After I made him do a few shots to loosen him up, I asked him if he liked anal sex. He blushed and said he had never tried it. He admitted that he thought it was distasteful to women. I asked him if he had ever even given or received a rim job? No to both again. I grabbed his cock through his jeans, leaned into him and said, “I want you to fuck my ass.” He looked dumbfounded at first but I told him the only thing distasteful was not honoring a hot chick’s wishes. I got him more shots and once he was good and drunk, I took him home.
I got a bit forceful with him. Pushed him against the wall of my entry way and pulled his huge hard cock out. Fell to my knees like a good whore and sucked him until I was gagging and my eyes were bugging out. I then pushed him to the floor and got on top of him reverse cowgirl. I just spit on his cock to lube it up. Grabbed the base of his thick rod and worked it in my tight ass. I let out such a loud moan too. What a feeling. Brought back so many hot memories of when my Daddy fucked my ass. I was his first ass. My ass will spoil guys though! I can take it long, thick and hard up my ass. No hesitation; no wincing; no complaining; no pleading to stop.
He rammed his cock in and out of my ass for hours. We never even made it to my bed. That’s okay, I’m not exactly the bedroom type. I’m the down and dirty whore who picks up strangers and let’s them ass bang her for hours on a cold floor. Who are we kidding, I am the woman of YOUR dreams.
I usually only have male masters. Sin, is the exception. She is a beautiful hot dominant bitch. I can’t help but give in to Sin. I met her years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female domme there. The rest of us girls were just subbie bitches there to be used and abused by the male patrons. She took a liking to me. I think because I am quite beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am no stuck up bitch. I know my place. Sin called me last weekend as she wanted me to check out this new female centered S and M club. I was not Sin’s date for the evening; I was her pet.
I wore a diamond encrusted dog collar and crawled into the club on all fours like the dog I am. If I pulled or crawled at a pace too fast for Sin, she took her riding crop to my exposed ass. The club was packed. Lots of beautiful dominant goth goddesses with pretty little subbie pets like me. Sin took me into a private VIP room. The room looked far more inviting than what was about to happen to me. Purple and black crushed velvet disguised the torture room. Sin had me get up on this table and she tied me spread eagle. I was gagged and my hands and feet exposed.
Sin informed me that in medieval times, pretty, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with this archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture devices. I saw sharp sewers, hot oil and sulfur, pliers and a host of sharp objects. I was scared. Sin was a dominant bitch, but I was about to meet her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped the sewers in the hot sulfur and slide them under my toes and fingernails. The hot sulfur not only loosened the nail from my flesh, it scaled my flesh. My screams had to pierce her ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. I thought I was a pain slut until this moment. Nothing in my S and M world, prepared me for the pain of denailing.
Once my finger and toenails were pliable from the hot sulfur and oil, Sin used the pliers to rip the nails from their root, leaving me with bloody stumps. The pain was unlike anything I had felt before; so excruciating that I passed out a few times. The entire time Sin was denailing my once pretty extremities, she smiled. It was as if she was creating a work of art, her masterpiece to be proud of. Even the air hurt as it touched my exposed fingers and toes. Every tear, every wince, every scream, brought a smile to Sin’s face.
I learned a valuable, painful lesson that night. Never try to be prettier than your Master. My vanity, my pride, my beauty, paid a high price for that lesson. But I will never make that mistake again.
Never judge a book by its cover. My cover suggests that I am a dominate spoiled bitch. Look at me. I am a blonde goddess. Tall, busty, sensual, confidant in my skin…. But if you turn the pages of my book, you discover that looks are deceiving. I am a total submissive whore. Ever since I was a little girl and my daddy first forced his cock in my tiny holes, I knew that I was a submissive bitch. I don’t date men, I belong to them. I have masters, not lovers. I’m controlled, not controlling. I am used, not pampered. I’m dominated not dominant. I need a collar, not a ring. I get beaten not hugged. I deserve pain, not pleasure. I’m humiliated not praised. I’m hated, not loved. I get kicked, not kissed. I receive torture not gifts. I belong in a cage not a pedestal. I’m insulted not complimented. I don’t speak, I obey.
Hit me. Violate me. Cut me. Burn me. Bruise me. Hang me. Mutilate me. Fist me. Scar me. Degrade me. Suspend me. Bury me. Gag me. Electrocute me. Smother me. Drown me. Choke me. Suffocate me. Fillet me. Shock me. Spank me. Abuse me. Flog me. Kidnap me. Hunt me. Own me. Eat me. Bite me. Stab me. Deny me. Tease me. Punch me. Shoot me. Shove me. Piss on me. Push me. Hurt me. Kill me. Just don’t love me. I am worthy of hate, not love. I’m a whore, not a goddess.
I need a strong Master. Is that you?
I love sucking cock. I’ve been sucking cock since I was just a little brat. I sucked my daddy and my brother off for years. My daddy had this trick for getting me to suck his cock when I didn’t even really understand what I was doing. He would put his big thick cock in food I was going to eat. He would cut a hole in the popcorn tub and put his cock up in the warm buttery stuff. Every time I reached my little hand in, I would touch his dick. Often the extra butter at the bottom of the tub was just Daddy’s butter. He would put his dick in a little Cornish hen. He would cover his cock in spaghetti and tell me his balls were meat balls. He was wicked creative or wicked horny. Both actually.
My favorite was the pizza on the lap trick. He would order my favorite pizza, cut a hole in the box and the pizza and put his cock right in the middle. I would eat the pizza around his shaft, then bob up and down his heat seeking missile (what he called it when I was younger). What would squirt out was extra cheese for my pizza according to Daddy. Dick cheese, yummy.
I developed quite the addiction to pizza thanks to dear old dad. In fact, I cannot eat pizza without wanting extra cheese now. When I told this delivery boy about my special extra cheese pizza addiction, he was more than happy to help me out. So he came in the house and I got to have pizza just like I did with Daddy so many years ago. Just now I know how to suck cock, so it’s much better for the guy. In fact, I sucked his cock first, so I could have his cum on my pizza before I ate it. I tried to tip him, but he refused any money. Said I had already given him a big tip. Well technically, he gave me the big tip!
Today is the Great American Smokeout. It is a day that is designed to encourage people to quit smoking. I have been a smoker for decades. I have developed quite an addiction for cigarettes. I love smoking. As a submissive whore, many a master has not approved of my addiction and used me as a human ashtray in an attempt to break me, show dominance and hopefully create an aversion to smoking for me. But, as a pain slut, the feel of a cigarette being put out on my tongue, ass, tits, even clit, just made me want to smoke more. So, it has been increasingly harder to quit.
On the American Cancer Society’s web page they have tips for quitting. They even have characters for the type of quitter you want to be. Well, I know there is no way in hell I can be a cold turkey. I’m not that strong. I decided I could be “The Substitute.” This is someone who uses distraction and substitutions to help bust cravings. The ACS suggests creating new habits to curb one’s desire to smoke. For substitutes to smoking they suggest carrots, celery, candy, gum… Really? Like that is gonna work for a hard core smoker like me.
I decided my substitute would be cock. I was gonna swallow 
shafts to curb my addiction. If I was a pack a day smoker that means I need 12 cocks a day to suck to help me stop smoking. Luckily I love cum. I have sucked 6 cocks today so far. I picked up one at the coffee house; another at the gas station; one at the mall; and I hit the jackpot at the liquor store with a group of frat boys who wanted nothing more than to have their rods sucked by a hot MILF type. It is amazing how many guys are willing to help a gal out. All I have to say is, “I’m trying to stop smoking and I need something more healthy to put in my mouth, can you help me?” Guys just start pulling their cocks out to assist. So many guys want to help me stop smoking. Warms my heart, and my mouth!!
Turns out I love cum. Cum taste just as good if not better than nicotine. I think I can stop smoking if guys keep offering to help me. Would you help me? I am a very oral woman, obviously! I will shallow your shaft and your load. I have nice big tits to assist in milking that load out of you too. If I have a dozen cocks at least a day, I will be able to break my nasty smoking habit. Fill my belly up with cum and help stop my cravings. Instead of a human ashtray, I want to be a cum dump whore.
When I was just a wee girl, I would sit on the couch with my parents and watch classic TV shows like “Father Knows Best.” It was such a wholesome family show. My mom was clueless about what my daddy would do to me after he tucked me into bed. He always slithered back into my room after she was asleep and said it was time to play a little game; a special game just between him and me. His game was called “Father Knows Breast.” He would suck on my titties. They were smaller then, but he loved to play with them. He did all sorts of things to my breasts at night. He would tie them up; put nipple clamps on them; pour hot wax over them; put his cigarette out on my nipples; bite them; cover them in melted chocolate for a special midnight snack; spank them; squeeze them… There was nothing off limits in his game of Father Knows Breast. My breasts were his to do with as he saw fit.
His favorite thing to do of course was to fuck them. He would climb on top of me at night, push them together, and put his big daddy dick in between them until he shot a load of thick jizz all over them. He would call me a dirty whore and a cock tease, then sneak back into bed with mommy. My boobs, my body belonged to daddy. They still do. He was my first master. Now, I have way bigger boobs and I love them to be mutilated and tortured in a game I call Master Knows Breast. Would you like to play?
