I make EXCELLENT money being a phone sex whore. I am a submissive little bitch, I love it and I get paid like one. I only associate with others that make excellent money. We went on a boating trip Saturday night. It was me and a few of my girlfriends, on one of their daddy’s houseboats. We were dressed to the nines, drinking and doing some blow. We were feeling good and looking great. Glenda, Kenna and I started playing grab ass, and Kenna kissed me, teasingly at first but it turned to passion quickly. She bit my lip and my knees buckled and my cunt started stirring. She pulled me into the master bedroom of the boat. She threw me, face first, into the wall and grabbed a candlestick from the chesterfield. She lifted my dress and pressed the candlestick into my ass and grabbed my hair. She pulled hard as the un-lubed candlestick tore into my tight little asshole. My pussy was moistening as she pushed me onto my knees and replaced the candlestick with her slobbery fist. She fisted my asshole until it tickled my belly button and she spread her hand, filling me up and making my cunt squirt. I came hard and she wordlessly removed her fist and turned me over. She shoved her hand in my mouth, making me lick my ass juices off of it. She stripped down to her slip, which was actually a breast binding corset, and fishnets, and grabbed a handful of hair in each of her hands. She pulled my face up into her hungry wet snatch. She, a smoker, was bitter, but I was her subby little slut, I wasn’t going to complain. Or should I? I pushed her weight off of me and blew the juices out of my mouth. She knew exactly what I was alluding to and she released me. She walked over to her coat and from her pocket removed her lighter and a smoke. She took a long drag and resumed her place over my head, grabbing my hair harder and slapping my face. I lapped at her sloppy bitter cunt and suddenly my nipple was stinging. She was holding the cherry of her cigarette against it and I fucking loved it. I continued to swirl my tongue on her clit and plunge it in and out of her waiting hole. I rubbed my sopping pussy as she continued to pull my hair and use me as her ashtray. She came in my mouth and stood up, placed a spiky heel into my chest and throwing her cigarette into my belly button. The pain was agonizing, overwhelming and incredible. I released, crying out, and she shoved her heel into my mouth to keep me quiet. We cleaned ourselves up and left the room just in time to see the sun setting on the watery horizon. Ahoy mateys!
Bells on the door rang as I entered the gynecologist’s office. “Erin Andrews” I told the receptionist, handing her my insurance and ID. She smiled “You’re the only appointment we’ve got today, Erin, the nurse will be right with you” I sat down and flipped through some shitty magazine about cooking and crafts. Their clientele was young business professionals, I didn’t know why they kept all these old magazines! Not five minutes after I walked in, the receptionist called my name. I went back, got weighed, pissed in a cup, all that fun shit. I was given a gown, told to undress and that the doctor would be in shortly. I stripped down to my bra and panties and slowly took those off, giving the posters on the wall a little striptease. There was a soft knock at the door. I quickly slipped on the gown and got up on the table as the doctor and nurse walked in. “What are we seeing you for today, Erin?” I didn’t want to tell her I’d let myself get fucked with a knife, so off the top of my head I came up with “Pap smear” She smiled knowingly. “alright” she said, putting the stirrups out of the bed. “Put your heels up here if you would” I did as she requested. “Lie back” I did. “Nurse…” I felt a tightness on my leg and looked down. The nurse was tying my legs down to the stirrups. “What the fuck, lady?” She slapped my face and pushed me down. She and the doctor each held up one of my arms and they handcuffed my wrists together over my head. I didn’t want to admit it, but my cunt was dripping wet, making the room smell like sex. The doctor laughed. “Good girl, Erin” She resumed her spot on the stool between my legs. “little pinch” What I felt was so much more than a little pinch. She expertly slipped a dildo in my pussy and a butt plug in my asshole. “Looks like you’re a naughty girl” she said, fucking me with the toys. The nurse, holding my hands down above my head, shimmied her pants off, climbed up on the table and sat on my face. I instinctively fought it and she reached back and pinched and twisted my nipples. I lapped at her tight cunny, licking circles around her clit and slobbering all over, fucking her with my tongue. She removed one of her hands from my nipples and wrapped her little teen hand around my throat. She choked and pinched as the doctor fucked both holes hard and fast. I came, squirting my cum right into the doctor’s face. Shortly after, the nurse came, creaming into my mouth. I lapped it up, sucking her sweet fruity cunny dry. They silently uncuffed me, untied me and left the room. I got my clothes back on, fixed my hair and walked out. I stopped at the reception desk. “I’m going to need another appointment in 2 weeks.”
I’ll admit, I am one of those creepy girls that have a “thing” for the masked killers from classic slasher movies like Halloween and Friday the 13th! Weird! I know! I have never told anyone that when I was watching movies around this time of year, back in the day, it use to get my little pussy so wet to see Michael Myer’s dead eyed William Shatner mask as he would chase all of those hot, slutty school girls. Later on I would lay in bed, playing with myself (all buzzed and sticky from the left over Trick or Treat candy) and thinking of a rough three way with Jason and Michael.
In my sick and twisted young brain I imagined being held down by the hockey masked killer, Jason Voorhees, while Michael Meyers starts ripping my clothes off while squeezing my little pink puffy nipples. Michael puts his hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming in terror (pleasure) as he starts to slide the handle of a machete up and down my exposed pussy, before he shoves it painfully inside, making me cum so hard. They can’t tell if my struggles are to get away or riding out the throws of my orgasm.
My fantasy ends with me being forced down on my knees to take both of the famous mass murders’ thick, dripping erections into my mouth at the same time, fish hooking me with their fingers to make room for all of that cock. Both of them cum all over my tear and costumed make- up streaked face, leaving me barely alive to tell the tale of my happy violation.
Laying in bed, I feel that familiar sting on my cunt. For a few days now I have been savoring the welts you gave to me as a gift. I feel so thankful that you have given this to me, this pain of yours. I close my eyes and my fingers lightly touch each one.
I remember so vividly how they occurred, and my cunt aches.. not just on the skin, but so deep inside its burns so lightly.. nicely. I feel my breathing heavier now. My stomach turns into knots as I anticipate what you would do to me next. You said I was more and more deserving with each crack of your whip. The pain you share with me only brings me higher and higher, I feel like I can almost understand the sweet pain.
The intensity drives my wet cunt to such a hot ache that I start rubbing the flesh, softly at first, remembering each time you gave me your pain, rubbing faster now.. I dangle on the edge.. crying.. begging to fall..
I am such slut. I love to play with anyone. Most recently I had the opportunity to be owned by a very sexy mistress. It was so hot. She beat me and tortured me and I loved it. Its like she was reading my mind and could tell exactly how I wanted to be hit and abused. She did let me cum a couple of times too. My favorite part though was pleasing her. I know she likes it when she hits me and degrades me but I love it when I get to touch her. She doesn’t let me touch her often so it is a treat when I get to. I love to eat her ass. It is so sweet and delicious. I will start by eating her pussy and getting her all wet and then move my tongue to her beautiful asshole. I know she loves it. I start working my tongue in and out of that sexy asshole and she cums all over my face. It is wonderful. I can not wait until she wants me again!
As much as I like pain, I like rewards too. After you have had so much pain your whole body hurts so when you get rewarded it just feels like mixed pain. It is the best thing I have ever felt. The last session we had I took a pretty good beating and loved it. Then when you shoved that big dildo inside of me and used the vibrator I thought I might melt. It was once again pain and pleasure. It was pleasure from the vibrator on my clit. It felt so good. Then there was pleasure and pain in my wet pussy. Pain because the dildo was so big it was stretching my little pussy wide. Pleasure because I loved the pain so much. For me they do go hand in hand. I can not cum without some kind of pain. Once I had my nipples pinched so hard that they bled. However I came almost instantly from it and my orgasm was indescribable. Oh I can not wait for another reward.
My friend invited me to a party recently. I was excited. I love parties. She told me it was a waxing party and that it was an all girl theme. I thought okay we are going to be waxing our legs and bikini areas. Maybe there was some kind of new wax going to be promoted or someone had learned a new technique for waxing and wanted to share. I do not know why I had these naive thoughts. I know my friends and should have known better. Well when I arrived I realized I was very wrong.
It was an erotic waxing party. All the ladies were naked or almost naked and some had already paired up when I got there. Of course it was a bdsm waxing party. A very sexy and confident looking woman approached me and told me to strip. Of course me being me I said yes ma’am and did as I was told. She walked around me in a circle looking me up and down and running her hands over my skin. She was praising me and telling me how soft and smooth my skin was. She said it almost looked like milk, it was so creamy. You will be a lot of fun she told me.
She led me over to a small round table and told me to lean on it. There were arrangements of beautiful candles all over the room. She picked one up and started to pour the hot wax down my chest. Oh it was so hot. It hurt but felt good like all the pain that I love. She covered my body in different colors of wax. It hurt so good. She told me I had been a good girl and rewarded me with an orgasm. I thought at that point we were done. I was wrong.
She continued to hurt me with wax and fire and make me hold candles in my pussy. I loved it. I had little burn blisters all over my body for the next couple of days. I loved it because it was a reminder of my first wax party. Sure was a lot of fun. I might host my own soon!
Rough phone sex. Who likes it? I do. I have callers that call and want me to beat myself and make barnyard animal noises. I do it and guess what, it makes my pussy so wet. I’m not sure why but I know that I am a nasty, dirty pain slut and I love to be humiliated. I love to feel pain and shame. I recently had some phone sex with a man that was so hot I almost couldn’t control myself. He wanted me to put clothespins on my nipples and pussy lips. Of course I obeyed. I do not know how to disobey. It is just not in me to not do what is asked of me. I loved how the clothespins were making me feel. My skin was getting so sensitive. He told me to smack myself in the face and tell him how it felt. It felt wonderful. I love pain. He had me paddle myself and use my paddle to smack the clothespins off my pussy lips. I almost came right then just from that. By the time he let me cum my skin was so red and sensitive. I had a great time and a hard orgasm. Thank you by the way for letting me cum. I can’t wait to do it again.
I am such a pain slut and I love it. Do you see how red my ass is in that picture? That was a great day. I’m not sure why but pain just makes me so wet. I need it to cum. Honestly I can not even cum if I am not in pain. I like my skin to be red. It turns me on to see my skin change colors under the hand or object of another. I was recently at a friend’s house and we were talking about our pain tolerances. I told him mine was very high because I love pain. He looked at me with a big grin on his face then and picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He did it with such ease I did not even have time to process what was happening. He took me to his basement and I was in awe. I had never been down there before but it was a big play room. I had no idea that he was even into this. He immediately stripped me and hooked me to the wall. He did not even say a word. It was so hot. All of the sudden I felt a sting on my backside. He was using a cane to test me. He beat me with that cane until I could take no more. Then he slipped inside of me and fucked me like the dirty slut that I am. Afterwards he said, yup you were right you do have a high pain tolerance!
I stayed late at work the other night to work on some reports my boss told me he wanted on his desk by morning. Everyone else in the office had already left for the day so I was totally alone. I was just sitting there working and minding my own business when three men walked in. They were dressed nicely and I thought they were businessmen and didn’t really think much of them being here. They approached me and asked where my boss was. I told them that he had already gone home for day and asked if there was anything that I could help them with. They told me I would have to do since my boss was already gone. I didn’t really know what they meant by that but I quickly found out. They just attacked me and tied me up. I began to whimper and ask what they were doing. They explained to me that my boss was supposed to have been there that night to repay them money he had borrowed. They said since he decided to be a coward that I was going to even the score. They brutally violated me. They savagely took turns using me. When they were finally done they left me sitting there all tied up. I stayed that way until morning when everyone started coming into work. I was so ashamed that everyone saw me all tied up and used that I cried. I know one thing, I owe my boss…
