Category: Slavery Phone Sex

Do you want to play?

Forced Bisexuality Phone SexIt was 0400 am in the morning, I was home alone under my blankets, yes you know what I’m doing already hahaha. I been your room mate for six months and you still don’t know the big secret. That nigh you get home so fucking drunk you don’t even fucking knock on my fucking door. You just walk in and walk straight to my bed get under the blanket with me. You start telling me how you have always had a crush on me, asking me to be your girl friend that you have been wanting me to be your girlfriend for a while. Then you tell me you want me as your wife and want to have babies. You start playing with my long black hair caressing my tits, then you get on top of me telling me how you want to make sweet sweet love to me. I said okay. That’s when you feel my dick rubbing on yours. You got so fucking mad and told me to get the fuck out your house. Then you asked me to forgive you, and that you are still willing to be with me. You want to try new stuff with me. Like sucking my dick and letting me fuck you good.

Well trained Asian Slave

slavery phone sexIt’s been going on for generations. Slavery phone sex for young Asian girls. In our culture, girls have little worth. Many are sold as slaves. Others are sold for sex.  Tiny little fuck dolls trained to be obedient and rented out to wealthy old men. I was one of them. My parents wanted a boy. When I was born, they sent me to live with my strict grandmama. She is an old school Chinese woman who felt that women were put on earth to clean and please men.

“No, grandmother. Please don’t make me dress this way. I look like a harlot.” I sobbed. “You are a harlot. I’m getting old and you must care for me.” she retorted, slashing my legs with her whip. “Now put on your uniform like I told you. We have a guest coming.”

I dressed slowly, easing into the matching panties and bra. She had left thigh high stockings and high heels on the bed  beside a mini skirt. A dab of perfume and I looked into the mirror. I looked like a full grown woman instead of a young schoolgirl.  I decided right then that I was going to own this. I would not be like other Asian girls.

Today, I have my own business. I buy young girls for my business. I train them just like my grandmama did. We Asian girls have a purpose, to please big strong American men. To suck a cock like a pro. To tickle that prostate. To be little breeder whores and cum dumpsters. Come use my tiny sluts as you please. Breaking them in is half the fun. What kind of wicked taboo fun is that cock craving? We can accommodate your special needs.

 

 

Enslave a Chinese slut and have your way.

age play phone sexI know what you have on your mind tonight. Age play phone sex with young Chinese girls. Am I right? Those itty bitty bodies, so smooth. So petite that you can pick them up and carry them off. I’m so proud to offer the finest tiny sluts in my massage parlor.

They may be young but they are so well trained. I break them down and then program them to be real cock pleasers. It takes hours of training to properly educate a worthless piece of Asian trash. Not even her own parents want her.

So, I own her for a few dollars. I train these sluts just like my Chinese grandmama train me. Caning, starvation, and caging were common. I beat them until they learn to be obedient servants. I keep the good ones, sell the worthless ones to factories.

Cock training and massage is next. An Asian girl knows to bow down to a man and receive what he gives her. Maybe you wanna come help me do some training and show these trainees how to take care of a man?

GFE Phone Sex Slut or Submissive Whore?

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GFE phone sex girls enjoy being spoiled. I have a variety of sugar daddies. All spoil me with their cocks, some of course are bigger than the rest. Others spoil me with attention. Then others spoil me with presents. I’m easy. I am not a high maintenance phone girlfriend. Some GFE’s demand gift cards, tributes and some resort to black mail. Not me. I am a submissive by birth. Any attention you give me is welcome because I never got much affection from Daddy when I was young. I just got violated repeatedly by him and his friends until I ran away. I have a love hate relationship with being submissive. On one hand, it is all I know. On the other hand, my GFE guys treat me like a princess, which makes me want a much different life than I know I deserve. My phone sex boyfriends treat me better than my real life boyfriends. In fact, I don’t have real boyfriends. I have masters. Masters who don’t like you guys treating me so well. My phone life crossed over into my real life recently. I got an attitude with one of my masters and he said I was taking being a phone GFE too literally. He reminded me that I am just a stupid cunt here for men to use. He then threatened to make me quit my phone job if it happened again. I love this job. I need this job, so I guess I need some of you non GFE guys to step up and get rough with me. Put me in my place, so I don’t forget that I am not really a princess. I am just a stupid submissive whore. Just because I look a certain way, doesn’t mean I deserve to be treated like a goddess. But damn, if I don’t love being treated like a queen.

Slave Training Phone Sex

slave training phone sexSlave training phone sex is something, apparently, some callers think I need. When he called me, he told me he had read my blogs. He sounded jealous about some of the amazing dicks I have fucked, one cock in particular, he thinks has made me lose site of being a worthless whore. I have a sugar daddy who spoils me with his cock and his money. To some men, I don’t deserve to be spoiled. He forced me on my knees with my mouth gaping open. I had to beg for his 11 inch white cock. I didn’t beg sufficiently in his eyes, so he slapped my face repeatedly. According to him, I have lost appreciation for white cock; for white masters. I tried to explain that it is hard not to when some black men, one in particular, have monster snakes between their legs. He slapped me again for being disobedient. He put a collar around my neck and choked me until I showed his white dick the amount of respect it deserved. I was gagging from the force of his cock ramming down my throat. He punched me a few times in the stomach as he choked me with his long, thick rod. I puked on his cock, but he loved that. After he came down my throat, he scolded me for thinking I was too good for white cock again. I am a submissive phone sex slut. I do what I am told, regardless of how I feel.

Make Us Your Pets

Slavery Phone Sex

Our Master had us collared and leashed, wearing only our panties. Standing before him, he demanded we be his good girls by putting on a little show. We started making out and groping at each other’s titties. Her nice, full boobs complemented my perky ones perfectly as we pressed our breasts together, passionately kissing. Now on the ground, I pulled off her panties with my teeth. I licked her clit until she was squirming beneath me, writhing with pleasure. My fingers massaged that sensitive spot inside her dripping wet hole, my tongue not stopping to rest on that pearl. She ran her fingers through my hair, gripping it in her hands as she had a squirting orgasm, soaking the rug beneath us and my face. Master was pleased with this, so he called us over and told us to get into position. I laid on the floor as the other slutty pet straddled my face backwards. Master ripped off my panties and started plowing into my wet cunt. Moaning into her pussy, I licked up her cum as she rubbed my clit while I got fucked. My own orgasm sent me into a fit of convulsions. Now that both of us had gotten off, Master had her get on all fours so he could fuck her ass as he pushed her face into my twat. Shooting a fat load in her asshole, it dripped out, down onto her pussy. He then came up and shoved his cock in my mouth so I could clean off her ass and his cum.

Phone Sex for Master

Phone SexMy boss still hadn’t let me go. I found myself always locked or tied to something. My boss was taking so much pleasure in making me miserable and he liked to see that fear in my eyes as he fucked me. Hear me beg him to stop. I’m not sure how much time had passed as there were no windows, nothing to pass the time, so it all just blurred together into mind numbing nothingness. I was sleeping the next time he came back. “Slut. Wake up.” I started, trying to move away as much as the rope would let me. I was cold, hungry, in pain, and dirty. “People are starting to wonder about you.” He said calmly. Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at a cell phone. It was an old flip phone. “I’m going to call your boyfriend and I want you to tell him you ran away. That you’re with a new man now. They need to stop looking.” he said as he leaned over me. I saw the massive throbbing erection poking out of his pants. “If you don’t do exactly as I say you’re going to regret it.” he said positioning himself between my thighs. The head of his cock teasing my dry cunt. The only wetness from his cum from the last time he fucked me. “Understand.” I nodded, swallowing with nerves and he put the phone up to my ear. Where I heard you pick up. “Hello?” you ask just as he shoves his cock into my try cunt making me cry out. “Erin!?” I hear you call. “Y-yeah… It’s me.” I whimper as her fucks me slow and hard, “Oh god Erin. Where are you? Are you okay?” I gasp as he hilts in my pussy and nod forgetting that you can’t hear me. He pinches my nipple making me cry out again. “I’m good… “ I pant. “I… I’ve move… fuck. I’ve… Moved on.” his thumb goes to circle my clit, making the rape fantasy turn more and more pleasurable. Making the pained cries turn more into moans and happy gasps. “I… Don’t look… nng… Don’t look for me.” I whimper. His cock going faster as he starts to pant with the pleasure of what he’s forcing me to do. “What… What?” you ask sounding hurt. Able to tell what I’m doing. “I…  I…” I stammered, so close to orgasm with this dick forcing itself in and out of me and that skilled thumb edging me to orgasm. I couldn’t help it. I came all over the man who kidnapped me. Feeling my heart break as I heard you cry out from your own broken heart before hanging up. Him filling my cunt with cum as he laughed. Leaning over me to kiss my cheek, neck, lips. “What a good slut.” he purred, praising me even as he licked and kissed my tears up off of my face. His cock still in my twitching pussy. I was lost…

Slave Training Phone Sex Unwilling Slave

Slave Training Phone SexI don’t know what about me says victim. But, here I was what was supposed to be my boss’ birthday party and there was no one here. Just me and him. I was tied to a chair. Gagged and very much stuck and unable to move or call out for help. I didn’t know what he wanted to do me. I couldn’t think it was sex because my knees were tied together but as he came out naked. His cock hard a knife in one hand and a bag in the others I began to worry about my safety for real. “Hello Erin. You know I’ve wanted to make you into a present for a long time.” he said as if trying to make a deal with me. I squirmed, trying to scoot the chair from him. My eyes wide as my muffled complaints fell on deaf ears. “I’m not sure yet if I should keep you or if I should just kill you.” he said, his knife moving to press the point against my neck. I whimpered and looked up at him with watery eyes. He tsked at me shaking his head. “You know I can’t let you go home.” he said matter of factually. “If I keep you I can never let you go.” he said, squatting in front of me. The knife tip teasing up my thighs. Catching on my stockings. Ripping the thin material and causing the point to poke and scratch my skin. “You’re so beautiful.” he said to himself, his cock throbbing at the sight of my blood on my thigh and he pushed himself up. Reaching behind me tilting the chair back and dragging me backwards across the floor. I could see the living room pass me and then the kitchen. I heard a door open and then I was jolted as my chair was dragged backwards down the stairs making me glad of the gag so my teeth didn’t jolt together as each step made my entire body jolt all the way to the bone. Being dragged around the corner and turned around I felt my blood turn to ice. There was a torture chamber. Tiled walls, drains in the floor, a table in the middle that has stirrups for arms and legs. Tables of tools of all kinds and in the back a cage. “I think I’ll keep you” he said with a chuckle. His hand on my shoulder giving me an affectionate squeeze. “I can’t wait to see how much you can handle.”

Pain Slut Phone Sex Booby Trapped

Pain Slut Phone SexMaster promised me that today was going to be painful. My pussy was soaking wet in anticipation. I loved pain, the endorphins from it just pushed me to a harder and harder orgasm and I spent all day fantasizing about just what my master would do to hurt me today. He took me into the dungeon stripping me naked he saw how wet I was already and laughed, smacking me hard on the clit making me cry out and my knees feel weak. “My slave is a fucking slut isn’t she? Now let’s see how this pain will help.” I shivered and replied with a “Yes Master” as he stood up, tied my hands behind my back. Binding them together with bondage tape to make sure they were extra secure he walked back around to my front, attaching these large fishing hooks to wire I had not noticed hanging from the ceiling. You tied each fishing hook to a wire and then take one breast lifting it up as if it was meat. I started to have an inclination of what you wanted to do. “Stand on your toes slave.” you commanded and I listened, wincing as you took the hook and threaded it through the side of my breast, the hook holding the flesh up as your hands had. You did the same thing with the other breasts making me whimper at the sharp and intense pain that radiated through the hooks as they supported the weight of my tits. I thought that was it, stand on my tip toes or the hooks would rip and pull at my breasts making them hurt more while this pain was on the threshold of what I already found sexy. You laughed as you noticed my pussy juices running down my legs. Coming up behind me you ran a paddle along my pussy lips making me gasp and shiver, lowering my heels to try to push myself into the side of the wood until those hooks tugged at my tits. I gasped, whimpering from pain and went back to my tip toes. “Good girl” you said, using the edge of the paddle to hit my pussy again before you let it slowly drag out, the hard wood rubbing against my clit making me moan. Coming around to my front I could see a cigar hanging out from the side of your mouth, the ash already impressive on the end. My pussy juices have covered the paddle making me blush and I wondered what you were going to do next. Then you took that cigar and pressed it against my tit, rubbing that hot ash and cinder into the already over sensitive flesh as you moved the paddle over my clit. Rubbing hard and fast with the wood. Forcing an orgasm out of me before hitting me in the clit hard enough to pull me out of that mind numbing pleasure. “I’m not done with you yet slut. We haven’t even gotten to the best part.”

Gym fuck jealousy

I knew the bitch at the gym was jealous of my perky ass tits, what I did not know was that her old man was jealous of my cock because I had a bigger dick than he does. I think the truth of the matter is she wants to ride my big black cock while admiring my pShemale Phone Sexerfect titties, all while her guy watches because he knows deep down that I can satisfy his girlfriend better than he can. I think I am gonna ask her next time we are in the locker room and I catch her staring at my titties or my cock if she wants to just get on and take a ride. I know she will jump right on it. I will bend her over that bench and pound the shit out of that ass. I will make her so raw she aint gonna be able to walk for days. She is gonna want it every time she works out after I get done with her.