Category: Pain Slut Phone Sex

I Need to Be Used

I am a tall hot blonde goddess. When I am out at the club with my girlies, men fall at my feet wanting to spoil me, worship me, and possess me. But, those men do nothing for me. I have never been a vanilla girl. I have never been into romantic love. I should be a dominate bitch based on my appearance; however, I crave a stern master; even a rough master. I want a dark, sick, twisted relationship based on ownership, control and pain. I don’t want to be pampered; I want to be used and abused. I don’t want to wear expensive jewelry that suggest you love and care about me; I wanna wear a chain and collar that says you own me. I don’t want men falling to their feet to worship me; I wanna fall to my feet to worship you and your friends. I don’t wanna put on makeup to look gorgeous; I wanna put on makeup to hide the bruises. I don’t want to wear pretty girly clothes; I want to be naked in your presence so you can have access to my fuck holes whenever you want. I belong to you and whomever you want to share me with. I am not the wife or the girlfriend who nags you, demands your time and your wallet, withholds sex from you or denies you your darkest desires. I will do whatever you want, even if it scares me or scars me. I need to be your bitch; I need to be your whore; I need to be your slave; I need to be your victim.  I will serve you until I die.

Sharing

It was two o’clock and I had to show Daddy my report card. He was going to be SO mad. I didn’t want to get screamed at, so instead I decided to hide the manilla envelope under the couch cushions in the living room. “Leslie, come here sweetie,” my Daddy called out to me. I turned around and followed the sound of his voice into the dining room. Then I gasped. My Daddy was sitting next to a different man with dark skin and piercings in his ears. My mouth turned into an O. Daddy beckoned me over and told me to sit down next to him. I did as I was told. Then my Daddy said he brought his friend over to show him what a good girl I am. That made me smile so wide! Daddy left the room and the new man introduced himself as Haashim-Faarooq. My mouth was still in an O. This was so surprising! Finally the man came up behind me and began tugging on my little girl bottoms. He said he wanted to give me the spanking I deserved. This news cheered me up completely! Usually I only want my Daddy to spank me, but since he hasn’t done it lately, I will let his friend do it, too. The man spanked my little girl bottom so hard, I screamed out in pain, then started whimpering. It hurt soooo bad! Then the man ordered me to shut up and spread my legs wider. I started shaking and making cute little sounds in fear. The man was not impressed. He balled his hand up into a fist and put it right up to my entrance. Then he slammed it inside of me and started fisting that chocolate, dark-skinned hand in and out of my white girl pussy super fast and hard. Interracial fisting rape phone sex fantasy! It was outrageously painful and made me feel sad, but that’s OK. At the end, the man showed me how much of my cum was on his hand, and it cheered me right up again. Turns out I cum like a slutty little girl whore when men touch my private places.

Naughty Maid Phone Sex

You walk in the door from work and I am cleaning your house wearing the skimpiest maid uniform ever.  You call me over and tell me your cock needs some spring cleaning. My knees hit  the floor and I give your cock and balls a through tongue cleaning.  I make sure to stick the tip of my tongue inside your pee hole so you have no residue urine left in it. Next thing I know you have me bent over the sofa pushing your dick so deep inside my spicy pink taco. Your so hot I think your frying my pussy meat.  I feel your teeth sinking into my back as you grab my ass with what feels like a claw.  Your other hand is pulling my nipple so roughly that if feel my skin is ripping apart.  Fucking me so good I forget I was the one on duty so I bend over some more and back up on that cock.  I scream I love being your maid papi.

 

 

No Pain, No Gain

My soccer coach told me that when the going gets tough, the tough get going. I wonder if that’s how it is with Daddy, too. I always wonder what gets his Daddy dickie going. If only I could feel the roughness of his hand spanking my bare bottom once again! I feel like I’m a bad little girl who needs to be punished, and once my Papa swats me really good, I’ll have learned my lesson and become his special good girl. Maybe my soccer coach can spank me if I ask him. The other day when I was tying my cleats, my friend Janine went over to him crying because she got a cut on her elbow. Mr. Jackson didn’t give her a bandaid or anything at all. He patted it distractedly and told her to buck up. Maybe he meant to say ‘fuck up’ or ‘suck up.’ I’ve heard my Mommy and Daddy saying those adult words before. I don’t know. Maybe I was always meant to be a roughhoused little girl, and my Daddy’s pride and joy. Now if only I could get him to spank me already!

Grown-Up Talk

All week I have been trying to get my Daddy to spank me. I wanna get swatted, but my Daddy doesn’t think I’m a bad girl! He keeps rubbing my little girl shoulders and telling me he loves me. So I had to do something really bad. I walked up to him yesterday when he came home from work. I looked up at him by making my eyes very wide and I told him flat out that adults like to touch my privates. He got a stern Daddy expression on his face and asked me who touches my privates. I told him just about everyone. Because it’s true. All of the adults in my life really love to stick their hands in my pants and fondle my little girl boobies and make me feel good. I also told my Daddy about the scary man at the mall who made me yank on his long hard stick and then put it in my mouth and bottom. Daddy got speechless and looked sort of shell-shocked. Then he walked to the cabinet where all of the grown-up drinks are, took down a big bottle, and started drinking from it without even pouring it in a glass. How cum I’m not allowed to do that with milk and juice?

A Waxing Party

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

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.

Saturday Night With A Twist

Submissive Phone SexRecently I made a new friend, and he loves to get high, party and fuck just like I do.  We spent last Saturday night together getting high, fucking and getting to know each other.  I invited him over for dinner and drinks, so we could talk and hang out.  I wanted to show him my playroom, so he could tie me up and we could have a playtime session together, but we never got that far. He was telling me about his experiences and how he could obtain a lot of great information from the word wide web, and I was telling him about me and my family.  He pulled out a bag of coke, so I grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. I explained to him that I wanted to do some coke with him but I really wanted to do it off his cock. As you can imagine, this wasn’t a problem at all. He pulled his pants down and his hard cock popped out, so I did a line off his cock. He started to put it away, but I get so horny on coke so his fat cock went in my mouth and down my throat before he could do anything about it. 

I didn’t close my bedroom door and before I realized it my nieces were standing there watching us. I called Lindsey and Samantha over and introduced them.  The girls couldn’t take their eyes off his cock, so I told Lindsey to start sucking his cock. I told Samantha to take her panties off and sit on Mike’s face, and she was so happy to do just that. We spent the next few hours sucking on Mike’s cock and siting on his face, and just when he couldn’t take anymore we all took turn fucking him.  He had both girls sitting on his face as he licked them from cunt to asshole while I rode his cock. At one point us three were stacked on top of each other and he took turns ramming his cock into each hole we had.  He loved fucking our tight asses, but he especially loved Lindsey and Samantha’s tight bald and tender little pussies. When he finally came he spilled out so much cum it took all three of us to lick him clean.  It was a fun night for us all and a great way to get to know each other, and I look forward to playtime with Mike again soon.

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In Between the Sheets

I was invited out to a ranch owned by a Texas congressman, for a private party!  There were instructions left in the limo that was sent for me.  I stripped and put on the jewelry and trench coat laying under the note.  I arrived, dropped the trench at the door, and walked naked through the foyer, as instructed.  When I made it to the door marked “Enter,” a warm slickness started to coat the inside of my pussy – anticipation of a wild, sexy time.

Once inside, I was blinded by a huge splash of warm water in my face.  I heard the door close and lock behind me, and a roar of many male voices yelling insults at me.  I cleared the water from my eyes and saw a sea of white-hooded men.  OMG, a Klan meeting…  I almost came right then, from surprise, fear and sexual excitement.  I knew these men were going to have me in ways I couldn’t explain.  The brutal abuse I would endure just might cause my last breath and final orgasm…

I Love Being a Pain Slut

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!