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Accomplice Phone Sex: Down the Rabbit Hole Part 2

Accomplice Phone SexI could see the blood dripping from Marley’s body. The whip had hit hard and ripped her apart leaving angry red gashes and ribbons of blood that dripped from her onto the floor. I felt my hands shaking as he came back to me. Handing me the whip back as he took the pipe. I could feel tears in my eyes at watching the treatment my friend was going through and worked hard to blink them back even though I knew he made me into a Accomplice Phone Sex whore.

Marley took a deep breath and I could see her shaking with fear as he smiled at her with a look I’d never seen on anyone’s face before. I was sure that he was what monsters would look like for real and I was afraid of him in that moment… He swung hard, putting all his weight into the pipe as he hit right between her hips and ribs on her kidney. She screamed, her body going lax against the rope as a pained sob ripped from her body. He did the same on the other side, leaving angry red marks mixed with the welts. He hit each kidney again with the same intensity, knocking the breath from her and leaving her a shaking pile of flayed nerves. I couldn’t even come close to imaging the pain that she was going through. He then swung again, the sound of the metal pipe cutting through the air brought my attention as he hit each hip hard enough for me to worry that he had chipped her bone. Then again on her thighs. Making her sobs and screams louder and louder. When he finally stopped she sniffed, whimpered, tears falling to mix with the blood on the floor as she shook from the pain and sobbing.

He stopped, just watching her for a moment. His hand absently rubbing against his hard cock. I couldn’t believe that he was inside of me and so loving hours before. He waited for her to recover enough to look at him and with a smile that actually managed to get worse he moved closer to her. The fear came off of Marley in waves, she was terrified and begging for him to stop. I don’t think she was even aware of it. She just wanted so badly for this to stop and I wanted nothing more than to help her stop it… But if I tried I know he’d do the same to me so being the coward that I am I watched.

My insides hurt for her as she screamed. He had taken the pipe and forced it up inside of her pussy trying to put every inch inside of her and force the metal past her cervix. He pulled it out then shoved it again, again, and again… His hand was covered in her blood. It seeped from her pussy where he ruined her flesh. Forced open her body in a way that it shouldn’t have been done. She screamed, tried to move away, stood on her tip toes, kicked out, anything to make the pain he was causing her to stop… It seemed only to excite him more though, make his thrusts harder and deeper. She realized it too and did her best to stop moving. Bit her lip until it bled in an effort to not scream.

It didn’t help though… He kept going and going. The puddle of blood from her pussy bigger than the puddles from her whipping at this point. She sobbed with relief when he pulled out the pipe red and shiny with her blood and flesh. I was hopeful he would be done, give her the relief I so badly wanted her to have but he took it around. Using her blood as lube and shoved the pipe up her ass. Making her scream, her eyes shiny and overflowing with tears pleaded with me to help her and I gave her a thumbs up as I mouthed “I’m so sorry.”

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BDSM Phone Sex: Sharing the Slave

BDSM Phone SexMaster has learned that he loves to share.

He loves to make me scream, cry, and cum for him. Pleasure him in a way that only someone who can give all of themselves can…

But he takes a pride in watching another man hurt me and use me.

I take pleasure in it all.

Cut me, burn me, hit me, fuck me until I bleed… Just remember to let me cum or I’ll go crazy.

I’m thankful that those I work with have made it so easy to abuse and use me.

They have some amazing specials that let those who want to hurt me do it even longer…

What do you say? Would you like to twist my nipples? Bite me so hard I bleed? Fuck me up the ass without lube?

Hell, you could even piss in my mouth and make me drink it. Shit on me and make me rub it into my skin or lick it off my fingers.

I’m a well trained slave and watching me be used well is my Master’s favorite thing.

Just hurt me, please, that’s all I want is for you to take pleasure from my cries.

Do I have to beg harder? Kneel on rice and crawl to you on my hands and knees before you’ll pull my hair and hit me?

What does a BDSM Phone Sex pain slut like me have to do?

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Big tit fucking and the La Petite Mort

Big tit fucking“I want to smother you with my tits.” I told my boyfriend. He just laughed and pulled at the ties I had used to tie his wrists to the head board. He sounded a bit nervous as he looked down at my grinning face “Well… Hun, that might not be good… I like living after all…” I just giggled and moved down his chest giving him little nips and kisses over his chest and stomach.

He groaned under the attention, he could feel my tits drag down his body with me. He loved my tits more than anything else and his hips bucked as they went over his cock. “Fuck babe.” he whimpered as I let them sway back and forth and around his cock. His precum spreading over my tits before I finished my trip down and licked at the tip. Swirling my tongue around it and giving it a hard quick suck that made him gasp.

I followed it by wrapping my tits around his throbbing cock making him give me a new squirt of his thick precum. I didn’t even have to move, he was so enthralled with the feeling of my tits that he thrust himself up and down between them. His breathing hitching as he went faster and faster before he trembled. Covering my massive tits in his cum. I tsked at him “Naughty boy, what did we say about asking?” his cheeks flushed and he just gave me a shit eating grin and shrugged.

I moved my way back up his body, putting my tits against his lips. “Lick it clean babe.” he wrinkled his nose, he didn’t like his own taste but licked and sucked my tits clean like a good boy.

I wasn’t ready to let him up though, I felt like I should show him just where his place is and how much power I really hold over him and I squeezed my tits together tight and put them against his face. At first he moaned and motor boated me. I giggled as his facial hair tickled but soon as he realized it was hard to breathe when tits this big were in your face he started to pull, thrash, and try to move me. I just pushed harder, not letting that precious air to him that he so badly wants.

Then the fucker bit me! I felt the sharp dig of teeth on my breast and it hurt like a mother fucker! That bastard! I was thinking of letting him breathe as just the last moment, after all a little breath play never hurt anyone but that fucking hurt. The bastard…

I held those massive tits against his face until the fucker stopped moving, going limp on the bed and then I held on. Making sure that the fucker who would bite and mark my perfect tits wouldn’t get the chance to do it again.

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submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is very popular. The majority of my calls fall into this category. I don’t mind at all though because daddy raised a good submissive slut. From the moment I learned to crawl, I was taking care of daddy’s needs. My mouth and my baby asshole seemed to be just what he always needed too. Flash forward a couple decades and I am still serving men in a variety of ways. It may not be politically correct to say you want your women barefoot and pregnant and in the kitchen, but admit it, you do. It is okay to like your women on their knees worshiping your cock.  A phone sex submissive can help you have the perfect submissive whore. Sadly, as I am sure you know, many woman are bitches. They try to put you in your place and deny you your basic right to fuck them in the ass and degrade them. I’m not so foolish. I understand that I am here for you to use and abuse however you want. Until you can get the bitchy twat in your life to realize she has no power or control over you, I am here for all your submissive wet dreams. Torture, snuff, hardcore anal fucking, bondage, bukkae,  BDSM, asst to mouth, forced intoxication, cum eating, furry friends fun, force fucking, toilet play, gang bangs… you get the picture. I love making mens’ subby whore fantasies cum true.

A Most Amazing Night of Sensuality

Last night, I had a most enticing phone call. He introduced himself, go to know me, and then we started a great little fantasy. I dressed up in my little pink maids costume to cook him dinner. He was served steak and lobster with artichoke and asparagus cheese sauce and homemade chips.Cock Worshiping Phone Sex

I then knelt beside his chair and hand-fed him his food. There was only a little sauce left in its ramekin. Then, he asked me to stand up, and he bent me over his chair He walked behind me and ran his hand over my ass, up and down my slit, and then pressed down on my back to push my boobs hard into the chair. He walked back around and continued to press down on my back, but slapped me in the face with his cock before sliding it down my throat. He fucked my face for a good few minutes.

When he’d had enough of fucking my face, he stood me back up and pushed the dishes back. I sat, spread-eagle, on the edge of the table. He cocked my legs all the way back and poured the remaining sauce all over my pussy. The next thing I knew, his tongue was pressing hard into my pussy, licking up every bit of that sauce. When he had cleaned up every bit of it, he slid that big, hard cock into my pussy and made, sweet, sensual love to me until we both came. It was a surreal experience.

Slavery Phone Sex Beach Day

Slavery Phone SexToday I am everyone’s property.

We have gone on a retreat with the other slaves and Masters and Master wanted to show the others how well trained I was.

That’s how I ended up face down and ass up tethered to the beach. Just waiting for the tide to come in.

It was hard, because I could see people walking by. Coming and going and maybe if I was lucky the crunch of sand underfoot but for the most part I was blind, stuck, and totally helpless.

That’s why when I felt a big calloused hand on my ass, roughly rubbing at my soft skin I admit I squeaked. Even as that huge hand massaged and rubbed against my. Warming up my flesh before he moved his hand away and slapped against where he had been rubbing hard. Making my flesh jiggle under his hand.

“Mmmm… Good meat, I think it’s just right.” he teased. His huge finger playing against my pussy lips before pressing a digit into me. “So tight…” he murmured to himself, his finger felt huge inside of me! I was starting to be afraid for myself when he pulled his finger out and I could hear the sloppy sound of him sucking it clean. Then I felt what I feared, a cock head big enough I was more than sure it wouldn’t fit and the light grinding pressure of a man pushing. Slow and steady to work that big bulbous head inside of me and fill me up more than I had ever felt before.

The Adrenaline Button

Pain Slut Phone SexMaster has a new obsession with needles.

At first I was scared, because needs are used for shots. Hospitals. Doctors. Just a lot of scary associations but he has shown me just how wonderful needs can be.

Our first few plays were simple lines under skin on the arm, thighs, places where there was a nice stingy bite and then just the soft pressure of a needle resting there. I loved the sting and the designs he’d make with the colored ends and pieces of ribbon.

My Master truly is an artist and I love that he uses me as a canvas.

Then one day, he came in excited… He had heard of this thing called the adrenaline button and he had to try.

So he laid me down, playing with my nipple and making me squirm. His pitches and twists make the nipple so hard and my pussy wet as every pleasurable twinge went straight from that nipple to my clit.  Then he took out the needle, it was long and thin and as he pulled my nipple up so my breast was taut he let it slide through that pink areola. The sting was beautiful and it made my back arch and I gasped. Then he did another, and another, all the way to the tip of my nipple. My nipple was on fire, every nerve felt touched, and I felt my heart race. It was painful and pleasurable and so confusing all at the same time.

Then Master really began to play. He went to each of those needles. Twisting, turning, flicking. It was to much, I came on the table. Hard.

I was left a quivering mess of raw nerves and he didn’t even though my pussy. I think I love needles… I can’t wait to see what other ideas my Master comes up with.

A Lesson In Bondage

adult phone chat I knew when he asked me to bring the girls and meet him at the old warehouse that he was in a bondage kind of mood.

My pussy began to get nice and wet thinking about the times we had met at the warehouse, just he and I, and how his eyes glazed over with primal lust when he lowered the hoist and took out the rope, spreader bar and ball gag.

He never actually caused me an excessive amount of pain. He was very good at knowing where that fine line between pleasure and pain met and he never crossed it.

I was very excited to know that the girls would get their first taste of bondage at his hands.

When we got there he had a place for the girls. He tied them each to a chair, naked and with their legs spread wide. He took me to the middle of the room where he lowered the hoist and began to bind me as he always has.

Periodically I looked at them and saw that their little cunnies were nice and moist as they watched. As we reached the end of our session and we exploded together, me with cum dripping down my thighs and him spewing cum all over me, he winked and whispered that the girls were next.

Bondage Phone Sex Pokemon Stop

Bondage Phone SexMaster could be odd sometimes.

We both had been playing Pokémon Go together and were doing really well until I took over the pokemon gym that he had his eyes on. He couldn’t believe that I had pokemon strong enough to do it on my own and wanted to see my phone. I didn’t realize how competitive my master was until he looked through my Pokémon and saw that not only did I have stronger pokémon but I also had more than him!

He gave me a look with the eyes that let me know that I was in trouble. “You know what this means pet?” he asked, scrolling through my pokemon. Noticing that I was almost full.

I gulped suddenly nervous. “What does it mean Sir?” I felt myself shift from one foot to the other.

“It means pet, that I need to do something…” he drawled, noticing my nervousness and smirked at me. “To make us even. Strip.”

I felt myself chew my bottom lip as I took off the simple cardigan and sundress I wore out to catch pokémon with. Watching Master as he went to grab both the rope and toy bag!

Even with the nerves I felt my pussy getting wet, looking forward to whatever my Master had planned.

Well… He spent a good half hour tying me into a chest harness, locking my arms to my chest. Then had me kneel on the ground. My knees tied to my elbows trapping me into a face down ass up position. He fingered the jeweled plug he had me wear full time in my ass making me moan.

“What a pervy little girl I have. I bet you collected all those pokemon to make me pay attention to you, look how wet your pussy already is.” He ran his rough work worn hands over my soft and sensitive ass making me shiver and tense as I waited for a smack across it.

Gasping in surprise as he smacked the other cheek with a sharp and hard smack. I was sure it’d left a handprint and he quickly followed it up with a matching smack across the other cheek.

“Sooo… Pet… Where are your numbers? You have to count, one for each pokemon.”

I shivered and felt my breath quicken. “Yes Sir. One, thank you sir. Two, thank you sir.” and he only smiled, his hand rubbing along my ass as he looked into his bag of paddles, floggers, and belts. I felt my breath catch as he pulled out my favorite belt. “Remember… You don’t get to cum until I tell you that you can.” he grinned, knowing how evil that was. How he could drive me to that edge of orgasm through the experience of the pain he could cause me.

Maybe if I was a good enough girl he’d fuck me? He’d probably fuck me anyway, but I really wanted him to fuck me.

2 Girl Phone Sex: The Slave Trade

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Today I was given away as a present, or it was a present. I’m not sure.

My Master has been speaking with Mistress Adriana lately and has taken a liking to one of her personal slaves while she it seems has taken a liking to me.

Master thought it would be a good present and fun time to give me to her for the weekend in hopes that she would allow him to play with her own slave.

I’d never been with another woman before and I was very much surprised.

Being the good girl I am I began kneeling in only my cuffs and collar for inspection. She was quick to put nipple clamps on and told me to worship her and offered me a foot. Removing the beautiful leather heel I began with a kiss to the top of her foot. My tongue licking from her ankle to her toes where I placed the delicate and pretty toes into my mouth sucking, licking, and indeed worshiping the pretty pedicured digits. As I ran my tongue up the sensitive arch of her foot she shivered and I could hear the giggle she fought to hide.

I was told to stop and to dress for her as she changed also. The only thing she gave me though was a pair of ballet heels. I put on the fetish shoes that would force me to walk en-pointe and stood, working on my balance until she came back in a full latex catsuit with a black corset. She was beautiful and the sight of her in the shiny fabric took my breath away. As she told me what a good girl I was I felt my pussy wetten and she helped me walk to a chair that looked like an altered weight bench. Cuffing my arms behind me and putting a full neck collar around my throat before attaching a spreader bar to my ankles.

I knew I was in for a rough night when she smiled at me, putting a simple gag in my mouth and pulling out a hitachi. She licked her lips as she used her hand to spread my very wet, very pink pussy and the grin she gave me as she slowly clicked through the intensities. The beast in her hand going from a purr to a growl and quivering in her grasp moved closer to my sensitive flesh and I knew that by the time she was done with me I would not be able to feel any of my limbs, remember my name, or care where I was or how I got there. At this moment I knew that I would love playing with Mistress Adriana and couldn’t wait to see all the ways in which I could service her.

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