Category: Bondage Phone Sex

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. 

Such a Tease..

I fuck with a passion. I love to fuck. I have those men who whisper in my ear at the clubs and at the bars telling me they want to take me up to their rooms and make love to me. Sweetie, I am the best damn fuck you will never have. I like to play with these men who think they can make me cum harder than my toys. This one guy I came up to me at the pool. I was relaxing and enjoying the sun and my drink when he just shows up blocking my sun. He just wouldn’t stop. He told me he could make me cum 8 ways. I was interested but I knew better. 

I took him to my room, where I had him lay down on the bed. I tied his hands to the head board, and made sure he was real comfy. I turned on my favorite songs to fuck to and grabbed my big cock out of my suit case. I down in the chair in front of him and told him that he would never have anyone else like me so he needed to really watch me. 

I started to suck on my dildo like I would if it was his cock. I fucked my own mouth like it was a porn start mouth fucking one of his slutty costars. This nerd was so hard just by watching me get my dildo wet. What a sad little man. I laid back and started rubbing the tip of the big fake cock on my clit and pushing it in and out of my tight pussy. 

I watched him struggle as his cock got harder and harder as I fucked myself. Watching him like that made me cum even harder. When I finally made myself cum, I got up on the bed and got on top of him. He had a full view of my ass against his rock hard cock. I had no plans on ever fucking him, but I did want to make him cum. I rubbed his cock against my ass through his shorts until he came hard. 

I loved teasing him. I loved that I made him cum with out him even being inside of me. I’m sure he was like most men and wouldn’t be able to handle my pussy. They usually cum after a few times of being inside of me. Like I said I like to fuck, making love it for weak women. 

Master Knows Breast

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?

I Need a Master

I had a date with a really nice guy last night. Sadly, he wanted to worship me. Saw me as his Goddess.  Spent hundreds of dollars on a nice meal and drinks, then a play. I got all prettied up. Even looked classy for once. But I was bored. Idle chit chat about work, sports, movies, families makes me wanna scream. I know I should be married with some brats like my friends. But I just don’t do traditional relationships. I am not the soccer mom type.

I want a man who will make me his bitch. Own me. Put me in my place and not on a pedestal. As my date was fucking my cunt last night, I felt myself laying there counting the moments until it was over. See I don’t want to be made loved to. I want to be forced, taken, used… I want my pussy to feel pain not pleasure. Hurt my worthless cunt. You can pierce it, stab it, slice it, shove anything you want into it, burn it, use it, spit on it, kick it, fist it, sew it shut… I don’t deserve my pretty pussy. I don’t deserve love.

I am a subby bitch whore, not a goddess. Trust me, I know my place. Will you be my Master?

BDSM Halloween Party

I thought I was going  to a Halloween Party. I dress up as a sexy futuristic girl in latex. When I arrived, I discovered it was indeed a party, but not the kind I was anticipating. It was a BDSM party. It appeared that the men at the party had all brought a member of their family. I was with my son as were a few other women, but some brought their sisters, a couple even brought their daughters. I was a bit hesitant as I did not know these men. They were not friends of my son’s. This was an underground club. Who knew what to expect.

My son offered me up first. I was scared, but then two guys grabbed me and threw me down on the ground. They hogtied me and put a ball gag in my mouth. They then took another woman and put her in a straight jacket type thing and strung her up above me. I was forced to watch as they tortured her ass with this huge crystal rod. It was several feet long and very thick. As they shoved it up her ass like a cattle prod she was flailing about above me. She was in extreme pain. I could see the tears in her eyes. I looked around and all the other men, including my sick son, were jacking off enjoying the show. More women, some younger, some older got the same treatment.

I wondered what my fate would be. After they were  done with the other women, they turned their focus to me. It seemed like I was their favorite Halloween treat.  They took the ropes off me, but restrained my arms behind my back.  They forced me down in such a manner that my ass was in the air exposed. I felt that crystal rod penetrate my ass. It was the biggest, largest thing I had ever felt ravage my backdoor. The other women had it easy. I got fucked by it for over an hour. My ass was gaping open so much, a head could have been inserted inside me. The other men where shooting loads of cum in my gaping ass like they were at a target range.

They had just begun their fun. Every guy at that party gut to double penetrate me with that rod and their cock. My son was the rod master, fucking me deep with that thing, while the others took my cunt. Man after man came in my pussy, while I got anally ravaged by the crystal rod  for a few more hours. I could see the fear in the other women’s eyes as I was being gang banged and anally tortured. Turns out that was the reason for this little Halloween Party. For other women to see what can happen to them when they get insolent or disobedient with their masters. I was the party favor. I got the worst treatment because I was the example. Turns out my son a put an ad on the Internet for  a bitch training. Once again he made money off my ass. I should just feel grateful I got the treat of all those cum filled cocks. I know my place. It is to service men however they desire.

Trick -r- Treat

 

I love Halloween!!

I am always excited for the young dad’s or young teen boys to come to my house.

I always get them to come into my house for one reason or another. 

I ask them if they want a trick, or treat…

My treats are the best.. 

They get blow jobs, butt sex, they can pound my pussy or fuck my titts. 

Most of them go for the treat.

Some how ever go for the trick. 

I sit them in a chair and blind fold them.. 

I put on my strap-on and make them suck my cock. 

Or I tie them to the couch and fuck their ass. 

A few men LOVE my tricks but there are the ones who where dumb enough to as for it.

Those men hate it, and often say they will call the cops..

I giggle and show them the video cameras I have set up. 

If you tell on me I’ll tell on you. 

The ones who love my tricks how ever always get a treat after words. 

What ever I do to them they do to me 🙂

Happy Trick-r-Treating!! 

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: I am no Goddess

More times than not, men mistake me for a Goddess. I am tall, blonde, beautiful, buxom, intoxicating. I get it. But never judge a book by its cover. I am a Goddess in appearance only. The true me is a total submissive whore for you to use how you see fit. Nothing is off limits with me. I want a master not a lover. I want to be controlled, not be free. I want to be used , not spoiled. I want to worship not be worshiped. I don’t want to be dominate, I want to be dominated.  I don’t want a relationship, I want an ownership.  I crave a sadistic relationship, not a romantic one. I want to wear a collar, not a necklace, to suggest you own me, not that you love me. I need you to hit me, not caress me.  I need to feel pain, not love. I need to feel humiliated, not proud.

I don’t want to be smothered with love, but smothered by a pillow, your pillow. Don’t hug me, hang me. Don’t kiss me, kick me. Don’t put me on a pedestal, put me in a cage. Don’t adore me, whore me out. Don’t cater to me, cut me. Don’t buy me gifts, burn me with your cigarettes.  Don’t make love to me, fuck me. Don’t make me cum, cum on me. Don’t fondle me, fist me. Don’t tease me, deny me. Don’t save me, scar me.

I want a dark, sick, twisted relationship based on ownership, control and pain. Spank me. Spit on me. Hate me. Slap me. Bruise me. Torture me.  Mutilate me.  Degrade me. Hog tie me. Suspend me. Beat me. Do I sound like a goddess? Of course not, because I am a slave, a bitch, a whore, a victim, a submissive. I will never me a goddess, a girlfriend, or a lover. Because I was born to serve, born to worship, born to be used. And, I will serve you however you deem fit. My pain is your pleasure Master. I am waiting to be used and abused.

It won’t stop :(

That jerk William somehow got pictures to blackmail me with. There were pictures of me in class with my legs uncrossed with no panties like Mr.Thompson ordered me too, but he also got pictures from the nightmare inside the boy’s bathroom. I was mortified, now I have two people to take orders from.
I thought about telling Mr.Thompson, I just didn’t want to be a tattle tale and I also didn’t want to make William angry either or even possibly disappoint Mr. Thompson. I was being spineless, but I wanted to avoid any further humiliation.
Mr. Thompson had eased up on his punishments a bit, so that was good. For now, he was happy with no panties and the new task of sucking his cock before school started in the morning. I was more worried about what things William would have me do ( or do to me ) now because he was much more sadistic . He told me I had to meet him at the abandoned playground after school so all day I was anxiously dreading the last bell.
The time came for me to accept my punishment from William. I was trembling as I walked up the hill, through the patch of woods that lead to the old playground. There was still a jungle gym and the frame of the swing sets minus the swings. From the frame there was a rope hanging tied into a noose. William must really hate me or even want me dead if he’d do a thing like that! I started to cry a little, but I could hear someone approaching from behind me so I thought it wise to wipe them away to avoid any further punishment or embarrassment. Time to get what I deserve, like a big girl.
He demanded that I place the noose tightly around my neck, tight enough to hurt me, and that he would check. If it wasn’t done up to his standards he assured me there would be hell to pay. I was frightened, but did as I was directed. The noose was tight, but it didn’t hurt me yet I only acted like it did because I could see the other end of the rope in William’s hands so I knew it would hurt me very soon.
He pulled on the rope, cutting off my air while at the same time jamming his cock unlubricated into my ass. I attempted to scream, but it was impossible. I could hardly make a sound other than gagging. Just as I felt as if my eyes would pop out of my head and everything was going dark he released me for a few minutes. He still held the other end of the rope so I knew it was a matter of time before he’d pull it again.
I was terrified awaiting him to cut my breath off again and of course as soon as I got comfortable he cut it off again. He went right back to fucking my ass and sometimes alternating between my ass and my frightened wet pussy.
This time everything did go black, but slowly. I felt myself getting weaker and weaker until my body went completely limp. The next thing I remember I was on the ground grabbing my throat again, gasping for air. His hard pink cock was pointed directly at my face, I started to cry again. I couldn’t control it. He shot his cum directly onto my tears and rubbed  his cum into my face with his cock.
He left me alone on the ground like last time with the noose still around my neck.

I have to find a way to hide what happened because no one can ever know about this.