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Bondage Phone Sex slave octoberSo I recently joined a few of those online match maker sites, just to see what all of the fuss was about. I would have to say in my opinion they are dull as fuck. Just a bunch of cock suckers thinking they are something in a world full of no ones. That is where I met Him though, DOMdude6969. He caught my eyes instantly his presence was so strong even through a computer screen. Immediately I wanted him to put me in my place. I thirst for his cock and I had never even seen it. Our e-mail correspondence back and forth was always enticing. I wanted to meet him so bad, I told him of the bad things I had done, how I needed to be put in line. He was so suave and cool about the situation. I was nothing to him, and I knew it. I just wanted to be something.
I messaged him and said I wanted to meet outside of the internet. It showed he was from the same place I was so I was super eager and knew he could meet me. He replied back with a ‘No thank you little girl, you are a waste of time.’ I was hurt. I knew what to do to get his attention. I posted my status ‘DOMdude6969 is a wash up. Anyone wanna pound my tight pussy?’ I waited and watched for a reply from him hoping I struck a nerve with him. I got tons of messages full of all kinds of kinks and perversions. Nothing from him however, nothing from the one I wanted to hear from.
I gave up, my belly was growling and I needed something to eat. I posted ‘Going to grab me some munchies at Five Guy…yummy!’ and then got dressed and ready to get some yummy food. I decided to take advantage of the beautiful spring weather and walk since it was only a mile or so from where I lived. The sun was already going down; I did not realize how late it had gotten.  I went to turn on the street the ally was super dark. A vehicle pulled behind me, the headlights were so bright. I stopped to let them pass when they stopped also. I was confused to if this was a friend of mine or some random.
“Come here.”
“Excuse me?”
I questioned the voice or more or less the broad figure that now stood by the vehicle. I was intrigued to say the least. Who was this figure and how does he know me?
“I said get your little whore self over here right the fuck now skank!”
My heart sank and the muscles in my back tightened at the commanding voice. I walked towards him with speed.
“On your knees twat.”
I plopped down onto them hard. The gravel stung as it dug into my knees. Little droplets of tears built up in the wells of my eyes.
“Look at me little cum bucket; I want to see your face.”
With my knees dug into the gravel I looked up at him, still slightly averting my eyes from locking on his. My back was upright and my shoulder straight. I recognized him instantly, he was DOMdude6969. As soon as I realized who he was this mysterious voice who could dominate me my puss began to pulse for him. My heart raced like a humming bird and a tear ran down the side of my cheek.Submissive Phone Sex slut October
“Good, cry you little bitch. You are in for it now.”
Swiftly he stuck a bag over my head and lifted me with force to my knees. He forced me into his vehicle. I could not see what it was when the headlights shone me in the eyes but with the heave ho he had to use I knew it was some sort of truck or SUV. Not knowing made me anxious. ‘Was I being kidnapped? Would I come home injured? Would I make it home at all?’ The drive took forever. I couldn’t keep track of the turns or curves but man did I try. We stopped and my heart began to beat so fast I could feel it in my ears. My mind was running wild as he opened the car door and  yanked my arm with force and no words. I stumbled into the house and was drug down stairs. I could feel a smooth concrete beneath my tennis shoes. I was shoved back to my knees; still no words had been exchanged between the two of us. He hoisted me up tying my wrists tight and my ankles were tied to a spreader bar. I could feel it holding them tightly apart I was unable to see and now unable to move. I could hear his footsteps get further away from me.
“Hello? Domdude?”
I called out for a voice. The silence pierced through my ear drums allowing my mind to race again with thoughts that would be done to me. I could hardly take it. It felt like hours. I longed for a voice to answer and I really did not care what voice. Finally, someone stood in front of me. I never heard him walk towards me but I could smell his scent. I sniffed through the bag trying to pull more of him through my nostrils. That was when he removed the bag from my head.
“So I am a wash up, skank?”
He slapped hard in between my legs causing my pussy to throb for more. I whimpered out. He ripped the front of my white t shirt exposing my breast. He took my nipples into his fingers and pinched them roughly, I whimpered out. He continued to pinch and punch and slap me. Every hit stung and every single one I enjoyed. My cunny drooled for the taste of his cock; I whimpered and moaned. He untied my wrist from the vice that was holding them when he ordered me to kiss his feet.
“Yes Sir.”
I appreciated him letting me taste his feet on my worthless lips. He finished cutting off my clothing, and even removed my knee highs and shoes. He shoved me back and walked away. Coming back with rope he bound my legs asked if I wanted to taste his dick.
“Please Sir, I want to taste your dick.”
I begged him to let me taste it. I wanted him to fill my mouth with his greatness and I wanted to taste his pre-cum. He told me how I was not worthy how I did not deserve to taste his dick yet. I had not earned it. He wrapped his giant hand around my throat and got close to my face telling me how big of a useless whore I was before shoving me back onto the concrete. Walking away he came back with a large rod with something on the end. It made a humming noise. When he thrust it at me I squealed like a little piggy. The appendage at the end was a dildo that went straight into my pussy. Accompanying it was a vibrating want the satisfied my clitty. My legs shook and arched my neck.
“You better not cum you little slut bag whore. You better not cum till I give you permission.”
“Ye Ye Yes Sir.”
I groaned out to him my voice echoing in his dungeon of a basement. My bottom lip was quivering it was so hard to hold back. I fought against my leg spreader it was cutting into my ankles. It felt so good, I couldn’t hold it any longer when he grabbed me by my hair and shoved me onto his throbbing member. I gagged as he forced me onto it. He held the back of my head and fucked my face hole with force; I struggled to breath in between pounds. He let me off of his cock and I gasped for air to fill my lungs.
“You think you deserve to breath your face is just for fucking. You are my fuck face.”
“Yes Sir”
I whimpered and he paced as he placed a spider gag into my mouth holding it wide. He branded it his fuck hole and used it however he wanted. My eyes were full of tears, and wet streams ran down my cheeks. He leaned me over and fucked my face more. When he was done he filled my belly with his little swimming sperm. It tasted fantastic. He removed the gag from my mouth and told me that even though I was allowed to taste his sweet release I was still a useless whore. The only difference was I was his whore. I was to refer to him as Master.
He brought me up to his garden on the roof and tied me to the bench. My naked pussy was there for anyone to see and glance at. My fuck hole was wide open for him.  He placed a gentle kiss onto my forehead. I trusted him, he was my Master and I was his subby. He drove my mind wild. I had no idea if this was a onetime thing or should I expect to do this more often. 20 minutes later he untied me and I thanked him. I put on my clothes and he drove me home.  That night I dreamed of him and the way he was willing to let me feel his pain. I hope I run into more Dominating men like him, or maybe he would let me be his little subby slut again.
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Submissive Phone Sex Control

     The senator had arrived! I was in position on the floor where he wanted me to be. I was going to have to beg his forgiveness again because that is what he usually liked. He wanted me to crawl to him like the little good Nigger whore I was ,and wash his feet and lick his toes. Then he would have me kiss his knees and work my way up to his balls and lick them in my mouth. He would use the 8 ball from the pool table and turn my ass around and insert it there. He would tickle me and I had better not drop that 8 ball or he would put the enema inside and then have me roll around it. Because I was his good little slut today I know we would have a nice game to play. But I didn’t feel nice today I wanted to be naughty and disobey master. I looked at him in the eye to start the game off and at first he didn’t notice but then he smiled and said.”You fucking bitch! Son of a Nigger Whore you come here !.” Crawling down on all floors I did what I was told but I was taking too long. Master did not like for me to take my time when he told me to obey his orders. I was trying not to look at him but I wanted to play roughly and I knew that I was just going to have to be taught a lesson.

     Grabbing me by my hair, we entered the board room where the fun would begin. Putting the tape along my delicate asshole where the 8ball had been placed ,I looked as my eyes narrowed to what lay ahead. Locking me in place to our electric chair of fun, he said ,”now my dear let the control begin and if you shit on that ball the punishment will be worse”. How could I not shit he had fed me so many laxatives  that eventually  they were going  to work! Tickling me with a feather, he began and the jolts of electricity just kept coming.  I felt my bowels going to release but I could not let go! I would not let go! But let go I did and the shit came out with the 8 ball. “Stick it in your mouth like a good little slut ,”he said. I obeyed as he put the clamps against my clit and the electric volt went through me once again. The floor opened and the caged was revealed. Peering into the cage, I couldn’t believe who it was! My eyes widened  as I saw my uncle narrowing his eyes at me and smilling! Grabbing his cock , in his hand and massaging the tip I looked up at my master before I was lowered further into the cage. Willing back the tears I closed my eyes and began to accept my fate. I would obey.  As the ceiling closed, I spread my legs wider for my uncle and waited for instruction  from my master.  Feeling the first thrust in my ass hole I closed my eyes and let the tears flow quietly as I was trained to do!

Hardcore Phone Sex Slave Wendy Lives to Please You

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My place is at your feet worshiping your cock. It’s no secret how lost and depraved I am, even if I wanted to I couldn’t hide it. All my life I’ve just been a trashy whore, but now I’m getting the punishment I deserve. Whenever I’m with a man I don’t belong to myself, I belong to him. If that man were you, I would do anything to please you. I don’t just mean anything I want to, I literally mean anything. Even if It’s something that I really don’t want to or even if it disgusts me, I’ll do it.
Nasty girls like me exist to please and serve men like you. We should all give ourselves to you. Being owned and used gives my life new meaning, it gives me a real purpose. I’m not just some girl. I’m your pet and your toy to be used however you want. All of the abuse, all of the punishment that’s all just for you. As much as I enjoy being used, it’s always about your pleasure first.
Honestly, I like not having to worry about myself. I like being useful too. Knowing that I’ve satisfied you, knowing that at the end of the night I’ll be filled and covered with your cum. I enjoy this attention so much that I desperately crave it sometimes. That craving causes me to misbehave just to be punished, but I keep doing it even though I know how bad it is.
That’s why I need big, strong men like you. Men like you keep naughty little girls like me in line. You make sure we never forget how a lady is supposed to behave. We exist to serve men and we shouldn’t forget it.

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Seized in Captivity

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I felt the barbed wire  across my back and the sharp pang of his belt across my back. “You like this little game don’t you slut!” The tears in my eyes refused to fall and the lock that strapped the chain around my neck helped me to realize I was his. He pulled on the chain harder and  I felt the barb wire tearing my flesh. This was his game and I dared not say anything. If I cried there would be so many things that he would do. I obeyed all he said and wanted to run but there was no where to run. I felt the alcohol fall across my back as my open wounds sizzle from pain. I didn’t cry out I could just take all that my master wanted and needed me to be. I had been doing this since before I moved out from under my uncle. He had kept me to himself for so many years and now all I could do was obey my new master or there would be hell to pay. As the chain was pushed  into my aching flesh,for me not paying attention, he used the gag to control my moans.
I don’t know if this was the thing that happened   to most lovers, but it was the best intense pain that I could imagine. I loved when he took the sponge and inserted in my pussy for being good and punished me with barb wire as he was now when I was being bad. It was hot and my need was increasing for release in my cunt. He would own and seize me. Will you?

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Fetish Phone Sex WHORE Wendy is Shameless

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No matter what a man’s pleasure always comes first, especially if that man is my Master. To him, it shouldn’t matter if I’m freezing cold and soaking wet. I’m his bitch and I should suffer through it and do as he says. If you were my Master, I would be the most obedient little whore you’ve ever seen. You could piss on me and spit on me, but I wouldn’t get upset. It might shock you, but I would actually beg for more.
I actually need it. I need that pain and humiliation to keep me in line. Without it I just turn into a crazy, shameless slut. Seriously! I will just hope on dick after dick like the typical slut I am. I have such an insatiable appetite for cum, I just can’t help myself. It’s true. That’s why I need you. A girl like me needs to be locked away in cage and kept away from the rest of the world. You know it’s the truth. Don’t feel guilty for a second, you know I deserve it. I’m begging for it. The only thing I’m good for is being a sweet little cum dumpster for you and your friends.

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Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Anti Girlfriend of Your Dreams

“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”

submissive phone sex blonde whoreThat 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.

submissive phone sex big titsI 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.

submissive phone sex bondage bdsmFor 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.

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Chains are cold, but they make my pussy wet and warm. Just hearing them gives me goose bumps. Being naked and all chained up is exactly what a filthy little whore like me deserves. What I need is a man who won’t release me even when I beg to be let loose. That might teach me a lesson or maybe I’ll need more. Does a stupid slut like me ever learn? Sometimes I wonder because I keep doing the same things. Walking around dressed like a trashy skank night after night gets me what I want. The attention isn’t what I crave the most, we both know that. What I love most is what they do about it.

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How could you see a girl dressed like me and not feel angry? Boys like you know why I do it too, which makes you hate me even more. Teasing every man in sight, making them want to do crazy things to me. That’s only a game until one strong man comes along and shows me that isn’t. That man will take his aggression out on me. He’ll treat me like the disgusting whore I am without feeling the slightest bit guilty. It was obvious that I was asking for it.
Maybe I’ll end up chained up or locked in a cage in someone’s basement if I’m lucky. The only time I’ll be free is when I’m being used. He’ll be my Master and I’ll be his perfect little fuck toy. Every single hole on my body will be over flowing with his cum, all night and all day. That’s what I’ve always dreamed of; being broken and used. It’s all I ever think about.

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Sex Slaves for Super Bowl Sunday

prostitution phone sex incest mommyDid you know that the Super Bowl is the the single largest human trafficking incident in the United States? The influx of fans, combined with the increased amount of drugs and alcohol consumed, equals the optimal breeding ground for pimps wanting to expand their wallets. The sheer number of men looking to pay for sex sky rockets this Sunday. And not just in the host city. I plan to take advantage of this phenomenon. I have been preparing for this day for weeks now with online ads, the right array of sex slaves to attract the big spenders, and converting my home into a whore house. While my hubby and his friends are getting drunk watching tight ends and Katy Perry’s boobs at half time, men will be violating the tight ends and cumming on the boobs of his family members.

I have a room set up for extreme BDSM with all the equipment a master could ever need to put a bitch in her place. Whips, collars, spreader bars, muzzles, suspension equipment, binders, gags, restraints, floggers… Even have a variety of medical fetish supplies like speculums, urethral sounds, clamps, enema bags and pinwheels for the darker clients. For the right price, a client can do whatever sick, twisted thing he wants to my teens, my little nieces, even myself. I know there are a lot of perverts out there that will pay top dollar to torture some hot flesh. Pain is such a turn on.

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My final room is for the more vanilla guy. Those just wanting straight up sex. My sister and myself, along with my teen step daughter, will be offering horny men the girlfriend experience. Fuck our asses, skull fuck our mouths, jizz on our faces… you know, do all the things wives and girlfriends won’t do.

Super Bowl Sunday is all about sex and drugs to me. I whore out my family members, as well as myself, and earn party funds. Sex sells. And it sells more on Super Bowl Sunday. So while many of you are actually watching the game, I will be lining my pockets with the world’s oldest profession. What good are little ones if we can’t profit off of them?

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Masochism Fun with Shemale Sadist Carla

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I have a BDSM dungeon room in my apartment. This is where I entertain my little masochistic pets. Today’s session was about cock and ball torture. He is a sissy fairy fag and won’t fucking admit it. So, I don’t think he really needs his worthless cock and balls. I am more of man than he is with my big tits and curvaceous body.  I needed to cum, and I never pass up a tight ass. However, before I fucked  him, I decided to whip his cock and balls. I used a penis whip first. Got his pecker bright red, with trickles of blood dripping down. Most fags would be screaming in pain. A masochist begs for more. I was determined to break him. Make him admit it was too much pain. I broke out my horsehair flog. Gave him a 100 lashes. I actually saw tears in his eyes. That got me hard. Once his cock looked like hamburger meat, I threw him over a barrel and pumped my big dick in his ass. I was squeezing his balls simultaneously, digging my long finger nails into his nut sac. Hearing his moans of pain made me shoot a load up his ass.

shemale phone sex analI was so turned on knowing I had abused his dick so well. But he still was not begging for  mercy, but for more pain. I threw him on the floor, put on my stilettos and trampled his dick. I also shoved my heal in his jugular. Now, this got him pleading for mercy. Finally, I found his pain threshold. I was going to let him go, but the sadist in me was not satisfied yet. I tied up his dick, practically cutting off the circulation. I tugged on his pecker as if trying to pull it off while I made him suck dog shit off my heal. Now I was starting to feel satisfied. His cock and balls looked like they had been steamrolled by the time I was done. Never hurt a pet so badly. Never got so turned on either.

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Future Hardcore Ass Fucking Porn Star

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I’ve had rough anal before. I like getting fucked in the ass. But a 100 men in my ass was daunting. Each girl that went before me was crying, even bleeding. A few ended up with prolapsed asses. When it was my turn, my Master got the first turn. He fucked me on a fancy bench. He shot a load up inside my hot ass, and before his cum had a chance to run out of me, more dicks were crammed into my rosebud. Sometimes 4 at a time up my ass. The pain was awful. I was being stretched out more than I ever had before. Cameras were filming me; guys were circle jerking around me; my ass was getting tortured by countless cocks.

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