Category: Submissive Phone Sex

Submissive Phone Sex with Janelle

I saw you at the bank, and I knew from experience that your good looks and charm had a twisted side. Your eyes were deep blue and seemed to be swimming with sick thoughts. I am used to having men oogle my body and breasts, but the way you stared me down made my pussy throb just thinking about what was going through your head. You were ahead of me in line, and once I was done and headed for my car, you were waiting for me. Leaned against my car, not even smiling.

I walked up slowly, not sure what to expect, and as I approached you just kept looking my body up and down, almost like you wanted to eat me alive. Normally I would have been offended, but something about you made me feel weak and feminine and vulnerable. Once I got close enough, you took me by the arm and swung me around throwing me back up against my own car. It took my breath away, you scared me, but it was broad daylight in a bank parking lot, so I didn’t panic.I felt my nipples harden inside my blouse, and I saw you noticed them too.

Submissive phone sex is usually something I dominate, but you had control of me from that very moment. You told me I looked like a dirty whore, and all I could do was nod. You told me you were going to fuck me and make me pay for dressing like such a whore. I wanted to hate you, but my pussy was getting more wet with every word you said. You told me to turn around and lift my skirt up. You were going to fuck me right there in the parking lot. There had to be cameras. You must have read my mind, because you told me that you didn’t give a fuck if security was watching, you said they would have some real ass rape porn to watch.

I lifted up my skirt, just like you told me to, and you rammed your cock right up my ass. I almost screamed, but took your cock deep inside, as I somehow wanted to please you. You dug your fingers into my hips so hard that I knew I would be bruised.  You came almost immediately, deep inside me. You pulled your cock out and your cum began dripping down my legs onto my shoes. You told me to get in my car, and not to wipe you cum off my legs. You told me to let it dry and sleep with it that way all night. I opened the car door and got in, my inner thighs soaked. He walked away without another word. I went to bed that night, your cum still dried on my legs, and dreamed over and over about running into you again soon….

Submissive Phone Sex with Blair: Your Mommy, Your Whore

My son told me to put on a slutty little outfit and be ready in 30 minutes. He was picking me up and taking me to one of his job sites. When we arrived there were about 15 laborers waiting for us. He pushed me into the middle of them and said, “Here is your holiday bonus.” I don’t think any spoke English, but they didn’t have too. I knew why I was there. To take care of them. Their cocks were out and I started sucking them, getting as many in my mouth as I could. As I was down on my knees being a dirty little whore, I could feel cum splattering on my ass and back. Even felt fingers exploring my cunt and ass. I looked over and my son was filming his mommy getting gang banged by a bunch of illegal workers. I felt like a dirty whore.

I was covered in cum when the cocks started fucking me. My ass, my cunt, my mouth… nothing was off limits. Every hole I have was double stuffed and filled with cum. I was shoved down in the dirt being violated by dirty day laborers who didn’t even speak English. My son pimped me out as a holiday bonus to them. Said pussy was better to them than money any day. Added that I was a stupid bitch here to serve him so I best not complain.

The things he makes me do sometimes are so humiliating, so degrading. But you know what? I love it. I know I am a submissive whore. I do better being under the control of a strong dominant man. Mommy Blair is here for whatever perverted, sick, twisted fantasies you have. I never say no.

From Cigarettes to Cock

Today is the Great American Smokeout. It is a day that is designed to encourage people to quit smoking. I have been a smoker for decades. I have developed quite an addiction for cigarettes. I love smoking. As a submissive whore, many a master has not approved of my addiction and used me as a human ashtray in an attempt to break me, show dominance and hopefully create an aversion to smoking for me. But, as a pain slut, the feel of a cigarette being put out on my tongue, ass, tits, even clit, just made me want to smoke more. So, it has been increasingly harder to quit.

On the American Cancer Society’s web page they have tips for quitting. They even have characters for the type of quitter you want to be. Well, I know there is no way in hell I can be a cold turkey. I’m not that strong.  I decided I could be  “The Substitute.” This is someone who uses distraction and substitutions to help bust cravings. The ACS suggests creating new habits to curb one’s desire to smoke. For substitutes to smoking they suggest carrots, celery, candy, gum… Really? Like that is gonna work for a hard core smoker like me.

I decided my substitute would be cock. I was gonna swallow shafts to curb my addiction. If I was a pack a day smoker that means I need 12 cocks a day to suck to help me stop smoking. Luckily I love cum. I have sucked 6 cocks today so far. I picked up one at the coffee house; another at the gas station; one at the mall; and I hit the jackpot at the liquor store with a group of frat boys who wanted nothing more than to have their rods sucked by a hot MILF type. It is amazing how many guys are willing to help a gal out. All I have to say is, “I’m trying to stop smoking and I need something more healthy to put in my mouth, can you help me?” Guys just start pulling their cocks out to assist. So many guys want to help me stop smoking. Warms my heart, and my mouth!!

Turns out I love cum. Cum taste just as good if not better than nicotine. I think I can stop smoking if guys keep offering to help me. Would you help me? I am a very oral woman, obviously! I will shallow your shaft and your load. I have nice big tits to assist in milking that load out of you too. If I have a dozen cocks at least a day, I will be able to break my nasty smoking habit. Fill my belly up with cum and help stop my cravings. Instead of a human ashtray, I want to be a cum dump whore.

I want you to hurt me

You’ve made me pay for lying and sneaking around like a dirty whore. I’ll admit that I’ve grown to like the attention, but because I’m your property I try to behave. Every punishment you give me I know I deserve. When you locked me away in that awful cage for two nights I had to eat my dinner from a dog bowl. You even invited some of our friends over to watch my humiliation.
All the canning has left my ass covered with painful welts and bruises. Yesterday morning you made me wear a skirt short enough that everyone could see the bruises on my thighs in public. So many people were staring, some were even laughing. The truth is, maybe I break rules because I like the attention and I love when you punish me. Would that be so bad? I want to be your good girl and I want to be your willing slave too. You know I’ll be anything, also do anything that you want. Recently I discovered that I like being a bad girl too.


Whenever I break a rule it’s exciting now. All I think about when I misbehave is how you’ll punish me. Lately I’ve been very difficult and bratty, it must be driving you crazy. Before I was always so eager to do whatever you demanded without hestitation. Sometimes I forget to address you as Sir or Master on purpose just so you’ll cane me. I hope it’s not too obvious. It’s just such a rush to see you angry and powerful. Nothing else makes my pussy so wet or makes my whole body tremble and you barely have to touch me.
Maybe this is what you had planned all along, maybe you wanted me to become this much of a pain slut. Soon I’ll probably be begging for beatings or for more degrading humiliations. It already feels like an addiction which makes me somewhat ashamed. I feel like some sort of twisted pervert. I’ve been thinking of you hurting me when I sneak away at night to play with myself. While I rub my swollen clit I picture you choking me, whipping me, and even cutting me. There are so many ways that I want you to hurt me that I’m starting to think I might be insane. I really can’t help it, I just want so much more. I only hope I don’t have to push you too far to get it.

Lacey goes above and beyond the call

I’m an all out kind of girl. I love to party, and I am a super slut. I want to be your cum dumpster balls to the wall bitch. Anything goes with me, Sometimes that can get a bit on the boring side, so I have to come up with new ways to have fun. I can indulge you deepest fetishes. My last special friend wanted to play his role as a super one night stand. He wanted to met in a bathroom. It was dirty scary place, but I was up for the challenge. He found a stall with a hole cut into it. He didn’t want me to look at him while she skull fucked the hell out of me.
     I had him put his long hard cock through the hole in the stall, as I put every inch of his huge dick in my mouth. I held my head there as he skull fucked my face, till he came so hard, I thought he was going to fill my stomach to the rim. It was the most fun I have had yet.
I love to be used in every way that your mind can imagine. I will play every game that your girlfriend, wife, or anyone else wont play with you. I want to taste every drop of cum you can give me. I am up for any challenge that you can even think up, because I love cock, it doesn’t matter if its in me, on me, or in any one of my sweet little fuck holes.
     I just want you to fuck me, lick me, cum in my face, or if  you want me to suck you, fuck you, or ride your face. I just want to be your cum slut. I will do it all. I am into everything, and I am just waiting for you to give it to me, however you want too. My pussy is wet just waiting for you to tell my what you want me to do for you. I am waiting to play with you, whenever you get ready for the time of your life. I will be here just for you.

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.

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?

My throat was fucked deep and hard in Mistress Lita’s dungeon.

Never had so much fun in my life, it was a total surprise. William brought a cute girl over for us to play with, her name was Mistress Lita. She is a professional dominatrix and she even works at a dungeon! I listened to her work stories all day while William was at work and also did whatever she said. I washed the dishes and did all my other daily chores, just as William had instructed. I also wore my cuffs, collar, boots, and my new tight black latex skirt all day for him. Mistress ended up putting these adorable nipple clamps on my little puffy pink nipples too. They were so adorable and had tiny bells on them so she could hear me working when she left the room. I loved how they made my nipples so hard and sensitive, just waiting for William to get home so they could be played with. I didn’t rush my chores though. I made sure everything was perfect like a good girl as I always did, but once I was finished Mistress informed me of another surprise…

We weren’t waiting for Will to get home, we were going to meet him at her dungeon! Before I had time to really express my excitement, she hooked my leash into my collar and lead me to her car. I didn’t have the option of covering myself up! I felt anxious and exposed during the car ride, but my pussy was still wet anticipating the fun I was about to have. My kind Mistress even gave me permission to rub my slippery pink clit a little during our ride.

When we arrived, Mistress Lita removed the nipple clamps and walked me inside where Will had been waiting for us. I crawled slowly toward him with Mistress still holding my leash until I was at his feet. Then, my leash was unhooked as I begged for instructions from William, my Master. Even after all that begging he didn’t say a thing because Mistress already knew what he wanted.
He stood up as she opened my mouth wide and brought my mouth to his flaccid dick. She demanded that I make it stiff for her, so I kissed and licked his pole up and down. I felt it grow against my lips until his cock was hard and ready. He told me how well I had done as Mistress pushed my head firmly down on him until I gagged. She held me in place while he fucked my throat. It was my reward for a job well done. I hardly gagged at all anymore as he pushed his sexy thick prick deeper and harder into my throat. It actually felt good and it felt even better when he tugged on my pony tail. It made me cum without even having my excited little pussy touched. It was so unexpected that I didn’t have time to ask for permission first! Me breaking a rule didn’t prevent my Master from shooting his delicious cum down my throat. Ever drop was swallowed as I savored my yummy treat, knowing a punishment awaited me for breaking a rule. Not just any little rule either, this was a big one.


Mistress pulled me my pony tail to her pillory. She secured the locks, leaving me powerless as she gave me 20 painful slaps on each cheek with her riding crop. After taking my beating like an obedient slave, I thanked my Mistress. Will gave my sore ass a few gentle kisses before he released me from the pillory to take me home.
My poor adorable bubble butt was so swollen and bruised that sitting was difficult for days. I was lucky to have will to spoil it with soft kisses while it healed. When I’m a well behaved slave he treats me like a princess, but I’m happy that his needs come first.

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.