Category: Slavery Phone Sex

forcing him to eat my wet bald pussy

wet bald pussy

In invite my sissy boy over to play again. I’m feeling rather mean today. When he gets to my house I make him strip at the door. I put his collar and leash set around his neck. I walk him like the good dog he is into my bedroom. I get out my toys. I lube up the big four inch round anal plug and shove it slowly into his tight ass. He moans of course. I take the vibrating cock ring and stretch it around his pathetic sissy cock. It’s hard but would never be able to satisfy my delicious soaking cunt. I walk him around to the edge of the bed. I command him to get up in it. I lay down and spread open my legs. I pat my pussy gently and demand he eats me. He digs deep into my tight wet hot box. He licks me up and down. My tight bald pussy is loving it!! I shove his face hard into my begging fuck hole. He tongue fucks me. My cunt is so Fucking wet. I wish I had a big fat throbbing cock to fuck right now. I shove him off me and take my 10 inch black dildo and shove it hard into my wanting fuck hole. I shove it in and out of me until my cunt clenches and I hit my orgasm. I get my paddle and spank my sissy boy for not getting me off.

Tied up and fucked in every hole

I am submissive and dominant when it suits me. I wanted to experience some BDSM though. I asked a friend of mine who is a major dominant male who is into rape, torture and hard core shit like that if he would help me out. He jumped all over that opportunity. He said he has always dreamed of being my master and that my body was gonna crave him after he was done with me. We picked a time and I showed up at his studio, I was instructed to strip and get down on my knees. I was then tied in a position as to where I could not move. I felt open and exposed, he could fuck any hole he wanted to and I would not be able to do a bad thing about it.BDSM sex JanelleHis cock was huge and before I could even ask one single question he shoved his fat member into my mouth. He pushed it in so hard I gagged, he then opened my mouth more and inserted his balls to. He proceeded to face fuck me and tell me I knew I deserved this. I could not breathe because his cock was so far back into my throat that I even threw up a little bit and had to swallow that along with the load of cum that he let loose in the back of my throat. He did various other things to my body and made me plead to come over and over again. He fucked every one of my holes and made me call him my master before he would allow me to cum. I spent seven ours tied up being an obedient little cum swallowing slut that did what I was told, but it felt so good that I will be going back very soon.

You want my advice, do what I say

Sissy phone sex Janelle

I have a distant relative that the family calls the little fairy fag of the family. Her name is Sissy. She called me today and wanted some advice on being a good submissive. I am hot, take care of my body and know how to get exactly what I want with my pussy and perfect titties. Sissy is the opposite of me. She is a little fairy queen with a little cock, insecure and never goes after what she wants. I am a dirty fucking whore, but the men that touch me have to be loaded and know how to use their cock and their tongue.

Guided masturbation JanelleSissy is somewhat naïve and doe not know how to present her goods and she gets taken advantage of a lot. I kind of feel bad for Sissy. So I told her she could come over and that I would give her some pointers on how to please a dominatrix by being a good and obedient sissy bitch. I told her I do not want to waste my time so I told her she will have to do exactly what I said no matter how gross or mean. Sissy agreed and decided to come over. I was amused and I kind of took advantage because I wanted to see just how far Sissy was willing to go.  Guided masturbation SissyI made her do things like drink her own piss, put a pacifier in her ass hole and then suck on it and a few other things. Sissy did really good. I noticed that Sissy had a really small tinkerbell weiner though. I wanted to see how hard it got and how long when hard. I made Sissy play with herself and lick my cunt since I was spending my time helping her out. I could not help but laugh, it was pitiful. Sissy really is a little tinker bell faggy waggy princess. That cock can not even count as one. Sissy should have a vagina.

Kinky Foot Fetish Phone Sex

Foot Fetish Phone Sex HopeMy feet are always so beautiful, soft and perfectly pedicured. I make sure to upkeep them religiously so that they stay looking amazing! It’s so sexy to me when a man loves my feet and wants to worship them like they deserve to be worshiped! Kiss them, lick them, suck on my toes, paint my nails, massage them, scrub them, I love it all! Having my feet played with and worshiped makes me so fucking horny! It sends electrifying tingling sensations up through my entire body when you love on them! One of my favorite scenarios is that i’m laying down on my bed and you’re sitting on the edge of a bed in a chair with my feet gently resting in your lap, rubbing against your thick and throbbing cock through your pants. The harder the cock the better! You’re massaging my feet with some super yummy smelly lotion, or better yet, spit on them and use your saliva as lubrication! You better make it drip soaking wet when you spit on them, the wetter they are the better the massage feels! I want to stick my toes in your mouth while you suck and lick all over them, sticking your tongue between the cracks and thrusting it back and forth, up and down, side to side. Let me see how far I can shove my foot down that throat of yours, I want you to gag on it! Buy me pretty shoes and high heels that you think will look perfectly adorned by my sexy feet. I want you to let your wildest fantasies out on my feet so that I can experience the extreme pleasure that I deserve!

GFE Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

GFE phone sexHe called me for GFE phone sex, but his voice was so familiar. I didn’t recognize the name. The address was nowhere near me. I am good with voices, but certainly I didn’t know him. But I did. You see, I had a very cruel Master for years. I have had many over the years, but none that scared me as much as Him. I played it cool. Acted like I had no clue who he was, but it was in my voice. Fear was in my voice. He kept me prisoner in his basement for almost a year. He barely fed me. In his eyes I was a whore. A whore who cheated on him simply by doing nude modeling and phone sex to support myself. He didn’t want to share me with anyone. Not even you. Not even a camera. When he found out I was making money off my hot body, he tossed me in his basement. I endured lack of sunlight; lack of human contact and constant force fucking for a year. He said I was his whore. No one else’s.  I was his captive. I was his slave. One day, an opportunity presented itself to me and I broke free. I fled to a new town. I changed my name. It has been years now since I last saw him. His was the only voice I heard for a year, so it is a voice I will never forget. My gut knew it was him even though our conversation was all GFE related. Then it hit me. He was trying to get information from me to find me again. Was I crazy? Maybe it wasn’t him. I started to relax a little thinking it was some sort of PTSD episode making me paranoid. But as we said our goodbyes, he called me by my real name. “I will find you again,” he seethed before he hung up. I peed myself in fear. It is only a matter of time before he finds me. Would you ever keep a  beautiful bimbo like me prisoner for your own pleasure?

Slave Training Phone Sex with Babysitter Isis

Slave Training Phone Sex

I swear I don’t even have to say anything to these little shit heads anymore.

Just a look and they obey me.

These parents are calling me back, begging me to watch their brats for a week!

They want me to oversee their brats and train them to be good little girls.

These dads got a taste of tight little bald pussy and they want it all the time now!

Yes, I can train them to ride your cock when ever you want them too!

I might have to train some bitches to be mean like me.

I could totally make a service of mean babysitters.

We have harsh and severe punishment for little bitches who try to back talk and say no.

The word “No” will never come out of your little fucking brat’s mouth again.

If it does, I will gladly come back and teach her a fucking lesson.

Snuff Phone Sex with The Sitter!

Snuff Phone Sex

He wanted to play a game with me and I was tired of dealing with this little fucking brat. So I decided to take things into my own hands. I figured if this little shit wanted to play a game we were gonna have my kind of fun! I tied him down on the Kitchen island. He thought it was fun at first. He giggled as I took the very sharp kitchen scissors and started cutting his clothes off. He smiled as I started cutting his panties off. When I pulled them off I could not help but laugh at his tiny at his tiny cock. I went into the kitchen and turned the gas burner on. I placed each of their knives they had on the gas stove to let them get red hot. I went back to my patient who at this point was screaming to let him go. I grabbed his tiny hard cock and started rubbing it. His body started to relax and he tried to fight the pleasure that was being forced onto him. I made him cum and separated his balls with clamps as he seized in pleasure. I started to rub his cock again. Harder this time. Forcing him to get hard for me. He was begging me not to touch his cock. Begging and pleading. I smiled and put a clamp on the tip of his cock when he was rock solid. I went back to my knifes and started slicing through his tiny balls. He started to scream when he saw the smoke coming up from his legs. When he smelled his burning flesh, he started to feel it. The knife wasn’t as hot anymore and I was basically sawing through his ball sac. Every time he would pass out from the pain I would stop, put my knife back on the stove and begin to stroke his cock until he was rock hard. He was going to be awake during every last part of this. I didn’t want him to miss me playing with him.

13 days of Slutmas! Berretta!

Toilet Slave Phone SexOn day 3 of the 13 days of Slutmas Santa brought to me a very dirty, kinky, slutty Berretta! This whore makes up in pure sexuality what she lacks in brains. She’s been on drugs for far too to long to have enough brain cells left to hold a real intellectual debate but she’s such a fucking dirty whore. I’ve never seen a woman so happy to be turned into a fucking cum dump. She keeps her pussy sweet, tight, and full of cum. Her ass is always clean for fucking or filled with cum. And, she’s not afraid to suck a dirty cock, drink piss or even play with your shit. I’ve never met a toilet whore like her. She’s fucking crazy and I love it. So if you want to play with a fun fuck toy to use and abuse I would say come play with Berretta. She doesn’t know the meaning of no and loves everything you put her through no matter how crazy it is.

Bondage Phone Sex Being the Tree

Bondage Phone SexI was the Christmas tree… Seriously. I was suspended upside down with small metallic balls hung from the rope, hooks embedded into my skin, and through my nipples. I had tinsel mixed with my jute rope to irritate my skin and make me twitch and itch as I hung unable to move except for muscle twitches. Then Master spun me, wrapping me with lights and making me truly festive. I was feeling nauseous and light headed by the time the world stopped moving but didn’t have much time to recollect my thoughts before Master put a Hitachi straight against my clit making me gasp and cry out with unexpected pleasure. I squirmed again this time as my body quivered and came, over and over, the toy merciless in the pleasure it forced on me. Then there was a cock at my lips and I found another hand forcing my mouth up and down over this cock. Making me throat fuck them as my head spun and my body over sensitized kept me from really knowing where I was. It seemed the party had begun and as the Hitachi disappeared and a new toy filled my pussy as the cock fucked my mouth… I was the centerpiece and all I was meant to do for the night was survive the whims of the Masters around me.

Slavery Phone Sex poking the Ghosts

Slavery Phone SexMaster has learned about ghost hunting. He wants to so bad to see something to experience something outside his control since everyone and everything in his life falls to his domination. The ghost haunting he is talking about though is different than cassette tapes and thermal cameras. He wants to feel them himself and so he’s going to piss them off enough to retaliate against him or her. I don’t know why he’s working so hard to walk into danger but… This scares me so badly and I know I can’t say no. So we went to Georgia to this house that was known as a plantation house. One that was horrible to slaves, many died after they were tortured to death and had been converted into a museum by one of the surviving ancestors of one of the slaves… I don’t think he’d be happy if he knew what Master wanted to do after the tour and the stories of the atrocities that occurred but Master paid a lot of money for us to spend the night alone inside this home and as the owner left and we were truly alone. He grabbed his toy bag and we went to the basement. An area that was once used as a dungeon as it still had rusty metal shackles on the wall. He took his skein of rope and tied me to these shackles and I felt a shiver run through me. Almost as if fingers running over my hair and as if trying to comfort me an old song getting stuck in my head that I didn’t realize was there until I heard Master ask me “What the fuck are you humming?” and I looked over my shoulder at him surprised. “I don’t know Sir…” he grinned. Realizing that maybe the spirits he so badly wanted to feel were already toying with me, I imagine he thought they were scratching and hurting me rather than the gentle caresses and touches that shivered through my body. He pulled out a flogger with thick leather falls. One to warm me up rather than hurt me but I didn’t know of the modifications he made. The small metal claws he added to the end of each fall and he hit me hard. Not warming me up and making me scream as I felt those metal claws slash across my back. I could feel the air go from warm and comforting to tense and felt a soft brush of air across my cheek as if trying to wipe away tears. Then another hit from Master. I screamed, gripping the ropes hard as I let my weight be supported by the old shackles. I started to sing to myself “Hush little baby…” whack! Another hard hit and scream as he laughed behind me. The words kept coming as if against my will. “Don’t say a word…” I sang softly under my breath as I heard the scrape of something hard against the brick floor. He screamed, “Come at me you fuckers. Or I’ll be her back raw!” I could already feel the blood running down my back. I saw from the corner of my eye his arm reach up ready to hit me again. Then there was a thump before he could hit me again. He screamed this time and I turned to watch him as he scrabbled to grip the bricks. Hold himself in the room near me, even gripping for my ankles for me to help him as unseen hands dragged him from me towards a cell that was only 10-15 feet away from me. He couldn’t reach me and I couldn’t help him and as they dragged him into the room the door slam closed behind him. I watched that door, waiting for him to come out as the room turned cold around me. “Mama’s gonna buy you a mocking bird…”