Category: Spanking Phone Sex

My Naughty Crush

I don’t give a crap about politics. But when I see “Ready for Hillary” signs, all I can think of is hell yes I am ready for a strong dominant bitch to own me. She may not be conventionally pretty, but I find her hot. Smart, sassy, educated and a ball buster. She can be my Mistress anytime. I have this fantasy about her that gets my cunt super wet.  I picture Hillary wearing a strap-on and taking total control over me. You know she made Bill her bitch.  I’m not a lesbian, but Hillary is pretty manly and I have no doubt she would be a stern master. I want to be her slave. Wear a dog collar that says “Hillary’s Pet” and everything.  I want to be down on all fours worshiping her ass. Licking it, giving her a rim job, fingering her cunt until she cums all over my face. I want her to face sit on me for hours, smothering me with her wet hairy snatch. And once she creams on me again, she throws me over her knees, spanks me until my ass is bright red. But the best part, the hottest part of my fantasy is when she bends me over and fucks my ass so hard with her strap on I am screaming for mercy.

I love a strong dominate bitch. I am submissive  to both genders. My son will always be my primary Master. But,  am I ready for Hillary? You bet. I am ready for her to fuck my ass and make me her bitch. I’m ready for you too.

Submissive Phone Sex: Broken Over a Joyride

I am a truly submissive slut now. But, I was not always this way. Once upon a time I was a rebel, bratty teen. Got into all sorts of trouble. But the day I became a submissive whore, is a day I will never forget. I was washing my dad’s boss’s brand new Jaguar for some spending money. It was a very sweet ride. I wanted to test it out. So I took it for a little joyride. Yeah, technically I had no permission and I had no license yet, but it was a Jag. I lifted the keys from his office desk while he was on a conference call and went for a drive.  I drove his  prized possession all around town; was gone for hours. I figured I would never get caught because he was at work and his car was in the employee garage. I figured wrong. He had cameras everywhere.

Not only did he call the cops on me, he called my daddy on me. I am not sure what was worse. The time I spent in juvy lock up or the weekend of pain my father inflicted on me for the embarrassment my little joyride cost him. He almost got fired over my little act of car thievery. Father decided then I had to be broken; I had to learn to obey and follow rules.  He stripped me naked. I had to kneel down with my ass exposed. He began paddling my ass with a wooden spoon. So hard, I had splinters in my ass and it was bleeding. But that was not enough. He escalated to caning me. This was excruciating. I could feel flesh tearing from my bottom. After my ass was raw and bleeding, he poured table salt into the wounds and made me sit on my bottom covered in salt to ponder my sins while he shoved his cock down my throat forcing me to suck him off.

I was crying, telling my Dad how sorry I was and I would never steal  a car again. Then,  he did something unexpected. He went and got a butcher knife from the kitchen. I was so scared thinking my father was going to kill me over a joyride. But no, he chopped off my beautiful blonde locks. He told me I was  too pretty and that if I was humbled perhaps I would no longer be such a bratty cunt. He then went in my room and destroyed all my clothes and makeup. I looked like an orphan. My hair tattered,  now forced to wear rags and second hand clothing. I would lose my popularity in school. But that is what daddy wanted. Me broke, and  dependent on him. He managed to break my spirit that day. I was forced into the life of a scared little girl dependent on her daddy for companionship.

I would never be a dominate brat again. I would never disobey my daddy again.  And thanks to a harmless joyride, here I am today seeking your approval, seeking your control, seeking your ownership. Use me as you see fit. I am a worthless, car stealing whore forever.

Hot Phonesex with Teen Tranny

I love when daddy spoils me. He always tells me how pretty I am and how much he loves to see me in slutty outfits. He takes me shopping just so I can try out different outfits for him and make his cock throb. He loves seeing me in silky panties and thigh highs. We walk into this new lingerie store they opened in the mall and I found these cute striped thigh highs and some sexy black panties. I knew Daddy would love seeing me prance around with these on. Sure enough daddy loved every inch of it! Right there in the dressing room he slid off those panties and began to devour my tight little fuck holes. He was flicking his tongue in and out of my pussy and pinching my perky titties. It felt so good he got my clitty cock all hard! I don’t know what came over daddy but he bend me over and made me look back at the mirror while he spanked my ass cheeks.

I have to admit looking at myself getting spanked in the mirror was a major turn on. I could see my clitty growing bigger and bigger. My ass cheeks was turning red from daddy’s spanking. I was being such a bad girl! The sales associate even came to check on us and I’m sure she heard all that smacking from daddy spanking my ass. She knocked and asked if everything was ok. I said yes everything was amazing and that I was loving these thigh highs. Daddy yelled out, “So am I” *giggles* I got down on my knees and got to sucking his big cock head. I don’t know if the lady left or not but I’m sure she got an earful of me and daddy sucking and fucking! That’s right, after I slurped, gagged and made daddy fuck my throat, he sat down and I rode his fat cock until he came inside of my bottom! We had no choice but to purchase the lingerie I tried on. When we got home daddy gave me a round 2! 

Spanking Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: Corporal Punishment 101

I talk about my son all the time, because he owns me and we have a unique relationship; however, I have a step daughter from my second marriage who just turned 18. She has been away at boarding school, so I rarely see her. She was a problem brat you could say. Her daddy sent her away to teach her some discipline. Now that she is back living with us, I have had to learn to be rather dominate with her. She is very unruly and needy. Her father and I decided to instill on her some old school corporal punishment. We both were spanked as wee ones and came out just fine. Hell, I went to Catholic school. Those nuns beat the crap out of me regularly.

My favorite form of corporal punishment is a combination of an enema followed by hard core spanking. My daddy used this method on me. Spanking so hard, it leaves marks too. Ashley refuses to get a job. She is an adult now, and her father and I simply refuse to support her lazy ass. When we had the get a job or get out conversation this week, she threw a temper tantrum worthy of rug rat. Her father grabbed her hard, threw her over his knees and spanked her until her bottom was raw. I then took some sick pleasure in putting a water bottle up her ass and forcing her to hold it in or shit herself. I explained to her that as adults, as her parental figure, she owed me respect and I was not going to tolerate her insolence or laziness. She could keep being a nasty little cunt and keep getting spanked and enemas, or she could work with us.

She called me every name in the book, so I went and got my paddle, threw her over my knees and whacked her ass so hard over and over again, I left splinters in her ass. Turns out she was enjoying the corporal treatment. Her pussy was wet on my thighs. But, I just kept whacking her ass like a disobedient Catholic school girl.  I used my hands, the paddle and even cut a switch like my grandparents use to do. Her dad even shoved his dick in her mouth  to stop her whining. But she liked that too. She sucked on his cock like a greedy whore.  I wanted that bitch in pain. That is what corporal punishment is about. So I got out a huge dildo and shoved it in her fucking holes. Now that seemed to bother her. Finally, some pain was inflicted. Insolent whore. And I shoved a Fleet enema up her ass while she sucked her daddy’s dick and she had to hold it in until her daddy came in her mouth.

It felt good to be a domme mommy to my whore of a step daughter. But, when my son stopped by and saw what was going on, he put me in my place. I got corporal punishment from  my boy and a stern warning that I better not be exploring my dominate side unless I am HIS accomplice.

 

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: Pain Slut for Daddy

Submissive phone sex is what I crave. I am a tall beautiful goddess; this I recognize.  And not a day goes by that I do not have a few guys, even females, who want to worship me, adore me, treat me like a princess solely on my looks. But, I have long harbored a dark secret. I look like a spoiled bitch on the outside; one who can command any man. However, I am a total submissive slut. Technically, I am a pain slut. I have no interest in equal relationships, nor do I want to dominate any man. I want to belong to a master. And I mean belong in every sense of the word. I want a man to control what I wear; how I act; what I do; where I go. To control my every move and every sexual encounter. And, most importantly, I want to be abused. I’m talking hardcore abuse, S and M, extreme bondage, water sports, rough anal, even sadistic torture.

Do you find yourself wondering how a tall goddess, former Homecoming Queen and Head Cheerleader became such a submissive junkie? Daddy. I t all began with my Daddy. You see after my mother died, I was the woman of the house and my dad was a tortured artist type. He had a very dark side. I think Daddy felt conflicted by his sexual desires for his young daughter that he turned me into his slave, into his pain whore to appease his guilt. The first time he saw me naked in the bath tub, he called me a dirty cock tease whore and said I needed to be punished for such nasty behavior. He made me get out of the tub and lay across his lap. I was very young. He spanked me first with his bare hand so hard I was crying and begging for him to stop. My bottom felt like it was on fire he spanked me so hard.

I could feel his thing under me, hard as a rock. He knew he was hard too and this made him want to hurt me more. I was not sure if he hurt me more because I made him hard, or if it made him hard hurting me. Regardless, I paid for his hard dick. He grabbed the curling iron and shoved it in my pussy and fucked me repeatedly  for a painfully long time. I was even bleeding. Daddy of course was still hard. Frustrated by his hard dick, he took the curling iron and rammed in up my ass. That was the beginning of my obsession with anal play and torture. It was the beginning of my daddy’s obsession with hurting my ass. Without me even touching his dick, he came in his pants as I cried and begged him not to hurt my bottom. My Daddy and I developed a symbiotic sick relationship that I try to replicate with my masters. Daddy came hurting me, and I learned to please men and hence myself by being a total pain slut.

I always need new mean Daddy’s. Let my pain and my humiliation get you off!

Watch Me

Theater practice is probably my favorite class at school that I have ever taken! Every one in the class is so nice and our teacher, Mr. Harmond, is like the coolest, most awesome, hipster guy I hope I ever meet. He’s really cool and laid back and he’s even got the decency to let us go use the bathroom when we need to! He thinks that I’ve got some great acting skills, but I don’t know… all I know is that at night when I’m in bed I like to pretend. Sometimes I pretend we’re rich and we live in a HUGE mansion with like 2 pools and a butler. My favorite fantasy though is of Mr. Harmond. I imagine him giving me lots of praise when he comes over to tutor me, and he puts his hand on my leg, and before I know it he’s laid my back on my kitchen table. His hands pushing my skirt up… he’s moving my panties to the side… and then all that once his thick cock is all the way inside me and he’s fucking me raw. Of course when I wake up in the morning my dreams have ended, but sometimes I swear I can still feel the tingles that he made me feel in my dream.  

A Man with Self Control

 I hate all the god damn men thinking that just by flirting a bit and buying me a drink I’ll act like any other little slut at the bar and have my skirt hitched up around my waist and my panties in the back seat of his car. All these slutty little trollops with their tits and asses practically hanging out of their tube dresses.  I have more class in my foot than those whores will ever have. I need a new man who will treat me like the work of perfect art that I am. A man who is educated, upstanding, and who can satisfy all of my primal desires. A man who will be obedient, but also have no reservations when I ask him to hold me down and bring me to the edge of an orgasm. A man with self control. I want you to tease my clit for hours on end, bring me to the brink over and over again until I am begin you to fuck the living daylight out of me!

Books can’t teach you this! Part 1

Everyone needs to escape for a bit… wether that escape is a vacation or a good book it doesn’t matter, as long as it does what it needs to do. While I was at the library yesterday searching for the next big thrill to allow me to escape from my humdrum reality, I noticed a quite handsome young man lurking a few feet away. Every few minutes he would steal a glance at me and shoot me a suggestive look. It took me a few minutes but I finally realized why this guy looks so familiar… he’s a client at the law firm I work at… Mr. Vincent Hammond. Finally he could see the revaluation on my face and sauntered over to me, a smirk playing on his lips. We spoke for a few minutes before he suddenly grabbed my shoulders and forced me up against the rows of books. His voice suddenly turned dark, and I realized that the hands that had once been on my shoulders were now bunching my skirt up around my hips. Oh god, 5 minutes and this man had my panties soaked! My night just got much more interesting…

Good Little Boys

It makes me so happy when you listen to mommy like a good little boy. You know how much mommy hates to punish her little man. Do you remember a few weeks ago when you decided to stay at your friend’s house playing video games instead of coming home to help mommy with cleaning up the house. You know mommy works so hard to keep such a nice, clean room over your head. You made me so mad that I had no choice but to spank you. You remember don’t you? I slung you over my knee and spanked your ass raw. You cried but I know that you know that it was the only way to get my message across. Your poor little cock was so hard; I could feel it rubbing up against my leg. As much as I wanted to make my boy feel better after that brutal assault, you know that only good little boys get to cum. 

Spank My Pretty Ass: Trying on Latex Outfits for My Son

So my son calls me early yesterday morning to inform me he is taking me fetish clothing shopping. See, he wants to take me to this fetish club tonight and I have to have the right outfit. I asked him what kind of clothing would I be trying on and he said the preferred fashion at Spanxx is latex outfits. I looked inquisitively at him and he read my mind. “Spanxx is a high end, members only spanking club,” he replied. My son was going to take his mother, as his date, to an exclusive club so I could be on stage and spanked by him and anyone who bid on my ass.  Essentially, guys bring their pretty pets to this club, where other men bid for the privilege to spank their pretty asses while other men jack off watching. I was so very excited about this. My son, although young, is very well connected. He managed to get me a private showing with a buyer from WestWardBound. This is one of the leading designers of latex fashion. Of course he went me to the buyer’s house.

When we entered, she greeted us with drinks and cocaine. She knows how we like to party. My eyes got big and my cunt juicy as I saw the rack of exclusive latex designs. These were not yet on the market which meant no chance of another pretty pet wearing the same thing at the club tonight. I stripped naked right in front of her and began trying on clothes. My son was getting turned on as was the buyer. I felt the need to thank her for the honor of trying on these designs in her home, so I knelt down between her legs, lifted her skirt up and began kissing her creamy milky thighs. I could smell her pussy. She was excited. I peeled her pink panties to the side and slid a finger in her moist snatch and began to lick her swollen clit. She grabbed my red hair and pulled my face deeper into her twat. Her thighs were squeezing my head, and her legs went over my shoulders as my hands lifted her perfect ass up off the chair. I buried my face in her wet cunt, licking and fingering her sweet snatch. She came on my face in minutes. I then crawled up to her face and kissed her. I told her, “You have the sweetest love juice I’ve ever tasted.” By this time my son was rock hard and doing coke off my ass. We all three fucked and snorted coke off of each other’s bodies for hours, before I returned to trying on hot outfits.

It’s difficult to get latex on your body when it is covered in cum by the way. But I did find the perfect outfit to get spanked in tonight. I think the little shorts accentuate my ass wonderfully. I mean look at it. You would want to spank it, wouldn’t you? My son and the buyer had more fun spanking my ass and doing lines of coke off it even after I found my perfect outfit for Spanxx. I cannot wait to see how horny men respond to my outfit at the club tonight. I am hoping I am the biggest money maker because I do believe I have the perfect ass for spanking. Cum on master, you know you want to spank me too!