Category: Bondage Phone Sex

Humiliation phone sex with Wendy: Ruin me

Maybe I’m sick, but I love the way you use me. When you tell me what a worthless and dirty slut I am, it just drives me wild. Before it upset me, but now it makes me wet. I’ve even learned to enjoy when you spit in my face.
Only a filthy whore would tolerate the abuse, but I beg for it so I’m worse than a whore. I’m a desperate, depraved pervert who gets turned on while she’s being humiliated. My secret fantasy is that one day you’ll destroy me completely. I know it’s really twisted, but I can’t help it. I don’t just want you to ruin me physically either, I want you to ruin me emotionally too.
Anytime you think you’re punishing me, it doesn’t feel like a punishment at all. I’m just happy to be of use to you and also to have your attention. Serving you is the only thing that matters, before I do anything I need your permission first. Your approval is needed even when I want to eat or go to sleep.
You get what you want when you want it, no matter how disgusting or degrading it is. All I want is to be a good girl for you, you’re willing perfect slave.

REALLY???

I think I finally topped myself this year. I have gotten drunk and woke up in some pretty strange places and some pretty strange circumstances but this one tops them all.

We partied like we always do on New Years Eve. I don’t remember when I stopped remembering what we were doing. At whatever point that was, I must have enjoyed myself because here I sit.

I can tell by the smell I am at the old folks home. I am in the physical therapy room I think. laying on the cold tile floor, naked and alone and surrounded by photographs from the wee hours of the morning.

I don’t really care about getting dressed right away. I can hear all the activity out side the physical therapy room. I would rather wait until lunch time to try and sneak out of here with out being questioned.

So here I sit naked and examining the photographs trying to figure out who the hell I was here with last night and piece together what happened. There are pictures of my huge tits, nipples hard and sticking out as if they had just been sucked. In a couple of the pictures I am tied up and being spanked, my wet bald pussy glistening with cum. And in one picture  his huge cock is visible, the tip of it dripping and the biggest cum shot I have ever seen is covering my ass.

As hard as I am trying I can’t for the life of me remember anything. The pictures aren’t helping.

Make Me Beg for More

 

I love when they tell me to beg for it, force me to tell them how much I love to be used, humiliated, and dominated. This week my master told me I would be doing a very important job for him. Of course I would do anything he wants me to do, so I happily arrived at my master’s boss’s house ready for anything his boss wanted to do to me. I was sure to get him a raise after this visit, I thought. He wasted no time practically dragging me downstairs, ripping off my outfit and ordering me to put on the outfit he had picked out for me. I am a good submissive slut and I did everything he told me to do. Once exactly how he wanted me, he informed me that if I disobeyed him at all I was to expect a punishment far more painful than I could ever imagine. I could tell this guy was serious about his hot desire to violate me. I was excited, he had me bound, arms apart and above my head, and he was making me suck his cock. He made me beg for it, and when I wasn’t loud enough he smacked me hard, telling me there was more pain if I wanted to be a stupid whore and not speak up. I took it all, my pussy dripping with anticipation – I love an angry man, who knows he can do whatever he wants to me and hits me the moment he doesn’t get his way. I love the thrill, the pain and the punishment. It wasn’t long before he was ready to inflict more pain. He kept me on my knees making sure I told him that I am a slut who belongs on my knees at all times. This is when he took out his whip, and made me count out loud every single lash, as he forced me to beg for more. And that isn’t even the start of my newest brutally abusive session…mmm.

Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra and Sin: The Price of Beauty

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.

Christmas Bonus

 

My new pool guy Roberto is a big strong Spanish who is so intoxicating I had to have my way with him. He came to check my pool for winter and after he was done I told to come inside the house for his Christmas bonus.

When he walked I was sitting by the roaring fire in a old wooden chair. I had nothing but a red corset and black lace thong and thigh high’s on. He had his sexy smirk on his face as he walked closer to me, I grabbed his hands. I sat him down in the chair in-front of the fireplace and tied him up with a some ribbon.

I turned on some slow jams to get me in the mood and I started to dance for him. He watched with his big brown eyes as I slowly took my panties off. He started to say something in his thick accent as  I shoved my soaking wet thong in his mouth to keep him quiet.

I wanted him to see what I was going to do but I didn’t want him to say a word. I knew he could talk me into letting him go so he could be in charge.  I took his leather men out if his pocket and cut his shirt open exposing his big hard chest. I wanted him even more.

I unzipped his pants and pulled out his semi hard cock. I wasn’t please with how little his uncut cock was but it would work. I took the knife and I put the blade against
his skin and I started to lightly run the blade acrossed his chiseled  Chest a I rubbed his cock. He started to grow and get harder as I rubbed him more and more.

I took the knife and cut the buttons off of my corset one at a time to expose my big beautiful Brest. I stood there rubbing the knife up and down my body and then got on top of him and and put the tip if his cock inside of me. I slowly started to slide his cock into my wet warm cunnie.

I started to bounce on his cock and when he would start to flinch and tense up his body to cum I took the knife and held it to his throat. You are not aloud to cum until I say so. That did nothing to stop his little worthless cock as I pulled my pussy off him he squirted his cum all over my pussy lips. I was angry and pushed my heel into his chest until the chair knocked over.

I left the panties in his mouth and sat in his face and ride him till I came
all over him.

Merry Christmas
Xoxo monika

Discipline

You know that sometimes I forget the rules or forget to obey them. You were getting really frustrated with me last week, more than usual. I can tell because my little ass is still covered with bruises and welts. You keep them fresh by spanking and whipping everyday so they don’t fade. Begging for you to stop doesn’t change anything, I should know better anyway because I don’t have the right to beg for anything.


When my whining gave you a headache you put the ball gag in my mouth to silence me. Then, you locked me in my cage and turned off every light. I was left alone in a pitch black room reflecting on my behavior. I regretted upsetting you very much Sir. You could tell how sorry I was two hours later when you let me out of that scary dark room. After you removed the gag you immediately filled my mouth with your massive cock before I could say anything. You slammed my head against the wall and kept pushing your prick deeper and deeper into my throat. Hearing me choke and gag didn’t slow you down either. You were going so hard and fast that I threw up!
It was so embarrassing when I puked, I could tell you were angry too. You even rubbed my face in the puddle and made me lick it up. Most of it was on the floor, but some was on your cock too. Once both were perfectly clean you went back to pumping your throbbing prick in and out of my throat. This time you didn’t stop until you filled my mouth with your warm, yummy cum.
Thank you Sir, for being so good to me…

The Patient is Ready

She really put up a fight. When you grabbed her out of the parking lot, hit her over the head, and tied her up in your van, she pretended to be knocked out cold. She fooled you, and you hate to be fooled. Unfortunately the joke was on her. By the time she was untied, she was already in your dungeon, and no one could hear her screams. Well, except us other slave whores. And we are worthless to her.

We watched as you untied her, and as she tried to surprise you by coming up swinging. Little did she know the consequence this would have. I even saw your cock get hard at the extra excitement it gave you. Your dark side came out, and you began beating her ruthlessly. Once you had her on the ground, you grabbed her legs and arms, one by one, and snapped them. She was a useless torso, and the screams got quieter as her pain took over. But your cock was still hard, and you weren’t done with her yet.

You got down on the groun and tried to lift her up. But she had no balance on her broken legs, and your arms were tired from beating her so badly. You got up and let me out of my cage. You simply said “Fix her.”. I didn’t know what to do, but I remembered all your medical equipment in one of the closets and I went there. Hanging there in all the filth was a nurse’s outfit of all things. It seemed ridiculous, but it was cold and I was naked, so I put it on. I grabbed some supplies and headed back to her motionless body.

I knew you wanted to fuck her, and so I had to get her in a position so that you could. Her bones were broken in her legs, so I began wrapping them as quickly as I could. You stood over us, stroking your cock and chuckling. I got one thigh cast up tight, and pulled with all my strength to get her ass in the air. Then I wrapped the other one. I took a board and placed it between her legs – and cast her in a perfect doggie style position. I got up and stepped back, and you knelt behind her with your raging hardon and began plowing her asshole.

Her screams returned, but there was nothing she could do. She couldn’t move and you continued to fuck her body full of broken bones. You came in her tight ass, as she choked on the dirt on the floor. I removed the costume and returned to my cell. You left her there, in her permanent fuck position. I knew you would leave her there until her bones fused back together just the way they were. The stupid bitch should have known better than to try to fool you, Master. My pussy aches for the day when I get to remove the casts and see her pathetic new shape, and watch you fuck her all over again.

Black Friday Fun

 

I love the BLACK Friday sales. All the mommies run to the store. They leave there precious little sluts home all alone. Unprotected and just waiting for me. I have to put a lot of work into finding just the right whore. I cozy up with her mother to find out when she is leaving the house. I make sure that no one else but my prey home. Friday was better than most years. This bitch Monica who lives a few streets over. I have seen her little slut, Michelle, around the neighborhood. Michelle babysits for some of my neighbors. Monica was bragging about all the stores she was gonna hit. Leaving the house at 4 am. She even let it slip she has a hide a key under a plant on her stoop. It was so easy to slip in her house. It was like she was begging me to break in! I slipped right in. And went straight to Michelle’s room. She was sleeping so soundly! She never even woke up when I used the chloroform! I took her straight out to my cabin. Stripped her down and tied her up… Now I am just waiting for her to wake up. What ever shall I do with this young piece of meat?

 

Tied Up Today

My doorbell rang and when I answered, there was nothing but a vase of flowers and a note. The note said to meet you at an address I had never heard of. I know you have been watching me for some time now, but this is the first communication you have really made, other than the late night phone calls where you say nothing.  I decided to go, even though my gut was telling me I shouldn’t. But I had to know who you were and what was going on, and the flowers seemed nice, so I went.

The address was an old run down building, but I wasn;t scared because it was daylight, so I got out of my car and tried to find an open door. The back door was cracked, so I went inside. It was musty and no electricity seemed to be on. I called out, “hello?” and no one answered. The hair on the back of my neck stoof up, and I somehow knew you were there. Just then, you came up behind me and put your hand over my mouth and your arm around my neck. I astarted kicking, but was unable to scream. Thats all I remember until waking up just now, tied up, with you standing above me.

You are not what I expected, and even though I am scared, my pussy begins to throb because I know exactly what you want to do to me. I can see your hard cock through your jeans and my clothes have already been ripped. Had you already done things to me while I was passed out? I had no idea, but it felt that way. Now that I was awake, you grabbed me by the hair and shoved your cock in my mouth and told me to suck it. I did as I was told, terrified, but secretly loving how hard you were.

Then you threw me over on my side, and the way I was tied I couldn’t even move or try to stop you. You began slapping my ass so hard that it felt like I was bleeding. You spanked my tight ass for at least 20 minutes before shoving your cock deep inside my dripping wet cunt. You told me what a stupid whore I was for coming today, and I knew you were right.  I tried to tell you I wouldn’t tell anyone if you let me go, but you weren’t listening. The way you were fucking me, I know you have no intention of ever letting me go….

He hurts so good

He has done it for the last time. He broke my heart. I never judged him. I never tried to leave, even after he beat me and made he fuck his friend. I loved him. He left me 2 months ago. And now he comes back, drunk thinking he can pick up the pieces. I knew I should have changed the locks but it cost so much! I barely could afford rent, power and food. When he stumbled through the front door, drunk and high I just couldn’t kick him out. When he woke up he forced me to take his cock.  When he was done, He called me his whore. He threw money on me and told me to clean up. 

I did as I was told, I just wanted him to love me back. I know he is the boss in our relationship. I know he is in charge of my life. 

While I was in the shower he came to me. He was so sweet, rubbing my neck and my back. Then he grabbed me by my hair and in the same moment he wrapped his other hand around my throat. 

He kissed my check and told me he wanted me out of the shower in 5 minutes and all dolled up in 15. He said he left my outfit on the bed. He turn the warm hot water to freezing cold. I finished my shower and got out. I put on my lotions dried my hair and put on my makeup. I walked into the bed room and slowly put on what he left on the bed. It wasn’t anything but gloves and black heals. I put them on, took a deep breath and walked down the hallway. I had no idea what was waiting for me. But I knew I would do anything for him. I loved him.