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Shopping Fun

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Out shopping for the holiday, I ordered a car to drive me around. I made several stops and it was very busy. The driver kept getting out to help me with my bags. I couldn’t help but notice how sexy he was. He was built just how I like my men. Very muscular, lean, tall and very handsome. I decided to relieve a little stress and have some fun. I asked him to pull into a nearby parking garage, then asked if he could join me in the back. He looked me in the eye as he got in and he smiled so slyly. God, he was sexy! I asked if he could help me with something as I spread my legs, exposing my thigh highs, heels and crotch less panties. He immediately reached over and started to softly stroke my now dripping wet pussy. I put my hand on his cock and kissed him. Shortly thereafter, the windows were fogged up and I was humping his leg. He pushed me down onto the seat and fucked me right through the panties and left me breathless.

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.

Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Humiliation Phone Sex the Execution

Humiliation Phone SexI’ve been a bad girl. I’ve been running a ring of spies almost as a pimp. Would find our target and seduce them and get their secrets which we would then sell. Of course we were arrested and while my girls were given life me as the leader was given death by public execution.I was left in the dark on the day but as I heard the sex of multiple heavy boots against the concrete floors I knew today was the day.

“It’s time to go.” the deep masculine voice of a guard I’ve never seen before stopped in front of my cell. I felt my heart start to race and stood up looking at the man. “Today? Already?” I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver and he acknowledged me. “Today. Strip and turn around and back towards the cell.” I took off my jumpsuit and back towards the bars. He reached through put cuffs around wrists and then did the same to my ankles connecting them with a 2 foot long chain before he unlocked the door and let me out. He stopped me outside the door and connected a chain dog leash moving it between my legs forcing me to walk down this long hallway. The chain digging and grinding into my pussy making it rather hard to keep up with my captors. As we get to the end of the hallway I see a cross on the bed of a truck. I’m not sure exactly what it was for but he led me onto the bed of this truck and told me “Don’t fucking try anything.” before he turned me around undoing the cuffs on the wrist and the ankles and connecting them to the cross and got into the truck. Leaving me exposed to everyone who cared to look and began to drive. Leaving me cold and shivering as the air whipped around me as he took me the site of my execution…

To be continued…

Happy Ending Massage

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I had a long drive to make this morning, and on it I started fantasizing about being a masseur for a day and fucking my hot customers. I’d start off normally, except that I would be dressed super sexy in thigh highs and heels, topped off with a corset. I would let my hands wander to the erogenous zones and have him wanting me to touch his cock so bad, it’ll be standing at attention in no time. Crouched on the table overtop of him, I take his stiff cock into my mouth and he moans and groans with delight. When I’ve given him a good throat fucking, I climb up and ride that stiff cock until we both cum with hard, screaming orgasms. I’m left feeling hornier still, and the next customer gets the same treatment, then, after that a husband and wife come in for a couples massage and we had some hot fucking sex, mmm just thinking about that fantasy makes me so hot and horny!

Golden Shower Phone Sex for the Public

Golden Shower Phone SexMaster, I want to show you what a good slut I am. To remind you that my body belongs to you heart, mind, soul and I will always do as you command no matter how outlandish the request. You own my consent. That’s how I find myself on my knees in the bathroom of your favorite pub. My ankles tied to my thighs keeping me in a kneeling position with puppy pads under me as my only protection from the tile. I was wearing a latex corset, a plug in my ass. Vibrator in my pussy and clamps on my nipples with a chain attached between the two. I also had a ring gag, to force my mouth to stay open and a sign written on my chest in lipstick that just said “Toilet slut” so as men came in drunk, horny, lonely, they saw me and my pretty pink pussy wet and dripping. Gurgled moans escaping from the gag. One man comes in, laughs, and pulls out his cock. A dark, stinking, stream of piss comes from the tip. Lands over my tits before he steadies his aim and it goes up my neck, to my chin, and into my mouth. Forcing me to swallow that vile dehydrated bodily fluid before he shoves his cock into my throat. Not hard with whiskey dick but still forcing that half flaccid piss covered cock down my throat and choked me on it until the next man came in and demanded his turn next.

Furry Friends Phone Sex

Furry Friends Phone SexMaster, I appreciate the want of exploration and learning but I didn’t think you’d ever make me a furry friends phone sex whore. Especially not on a stage in front of everyone. There I was though, my hands tied to a stripper pole after I had danced for you and your friends. I was blindfolded and gagged. On my knees with a pillow under them to protect them from the stage. So I had no idea what was happening as I felt a cold wet thing against my ass and in my pussy. A long wide tongue fucking my wet pussy going harder and harder as I got wetter and wetter. I felt a hot soft tickle sensation on my back and sharp hard claws running on my sides. The hips of whatever was touching me kept poking me with a hot wet cock. Every Time it’d hit my pussy it’d hump harder until it popped out. Eventually you help it, point its cock at my pussy keeping it inside of me as it grew bigger and bigger. It was humping me so hard and filling me up so quick I was already lost in the hot pleasure, listening to the cheers of the audience as this thing begins to swell inside of me. Throbbing as I feel the hot cum shoot right against my cervix the big swollen thing in my pussy rubbing my pussy from the inside. Sending me into my first of many orgasms.

Humiliation phone sex

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I had one of my sissy boys come over today. I made him strip down naked and put a collar on. I commanded him to walk around on all fours like a dog and bark for me. I led him into the bedroom and tied him to my bedpost like the dog that he was. I stripped down naked and laid in the floor. I commanded him to lick my pussy. He buried his face into me. Of course he didn’t make me orgasm. I got up off the floor, got a belt and whipped him. I told told him he is a worthless mutt as I brought the belt down on him. He whimpered never breaking character. Well at least he is good for something. I went to my play toy chest and took out a dildo. I sat it on the bed and untied him from the bed. I took him to the foot of the bed where I strapped him down to the post. He was sitting up but couldn’t really move. I got really close to his face and spit in it. You are a worthless little dick looser I spat at him with anger. You cant even eat my pussy right. Your are not good for anything so your gonna watch me get off and lick my juices. He bowed his head down and said yes ma’am. I took the dildo and shoved it into his mouth while saying get this cock ready for me. He sucked it until it was good and wet. I pushed it into my pussy and instantly I’m soaking wet. I fuck my tight cunt until I cum. Then I show my face in his pussy and make him lick up my juices. I then piss on his pathetic excuse of a tongue and laugh at him. I go up to him smack him hard in the face as I tell him how he is my toilet. How he is a joke of a man. His cock is so small I needed glasses and he knows I don’t wear them. Haha you make me sick I say I slap him again and exit the room to clean up. Leaving him tied to the end of the bed for later use.

Haunted Fantasy Phone Sex

fantasy phone sexFantasy phone sex? Many of my black cock callers think that being a black cock faggot is a fantasy, but it is not. White men sucking on big black dicks happens all the time. I am talking about things that don’t happen in the real world. I had an out of this world encounter a few years ago that still turns me on. I was house sitting for a friend in her old Victorian home in downtown Chicago. The house had a haunted legacy. Even though Illinois was a free state, the rumor was that the original owner at the turn of the century had black house servants that he didn’t treat so well. In fact, the predominant rumor was that the owner killed his black man servant when he discovered he was sleeping with his wife and buried his body in the basement. I  didn’t believe in ghosts, but if a house was going to be haunted by a black ghost who liked white women, that was my kind haunting.

black cock phone sexOther than odd noises that all old houses make, nothing out of the ordinary happened the first night. I was rather disappointed. Night two, however, was a different story. Not only did I hear something, I felt something. Something dragged me out of the bed and tied me to the stairwell banister. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but then I felt myself being whipped. I know the feel of a black cock on my body.  I am not a submissive woman, except when it comes to those big black cocks. This world or the netherworld, it doesn’t matter. I found myself bound and gagged getting fucked by a big black dick I couldn’t see. I was begging for more.  I woke up the next morning back in the bed wondering if it at been a hot dream. But, when I realized I had cum in my pussy and restraint marks, I knew the ghost stories that had long plagued my friend’s house were true.

Even a black ghost fucked my pussy better than my husband.

Party Girls Phone Sex the Bunny meets the Wolf

Party Girls Phone SexMy friends know what a Party Girls Phone Sex whore I am. When they found out about a costume party they had to tell me about it.

I had to go of course, but I thought it would be awesome to be a rope bunny. So I put on the black satin one piece iconic for the Playboy bunnies, even the little poofy tail on the ass and the sheer black stockings that made my legs look like a porn stars and the classic black heel to match. Paired with some white puffy ears and then I got together with a BDSM friend. They completely decorated my suit for me. They did a chest and hip harness all in natural jute rope. Then they did decorative wrist and ankle binds and even a collar for me.

I was a total rope bunny and loving it.

The adrenaline was running through me as I walked into the party. The heavy bass of the music strumming through me and making me feel wild… So I could feel that surge of arousal especially after my eyes crossed over the wolf man.

He was wearing ripped jeans, a flannel shirt ripped open. Fur covering over his arms, chest, legs, and even his face. Somehow this werewolf was straight out of an erotic novel, all he needed was a box fan to blow that sexy hair from his face and I would be his.

His eyes met me and it was as if electricity whipped through my body and I felt my breath catch in my lungs.

Holy shit.

He prowled to me, his dominance sending shivers through me and I swear if he touched me I would cum. I was definitely prey and the grin he gave me as I moved away from him. Danced out of his touch sent chills through me. We found ourselves on the dance floor. Moving just in and out of his reach as he hunted me over the floor. Pushing and leading me away from people, into the dark, out of the sight of everyone else.

Then he caught me, his hand in my hair. Pulling tight as he pushed my chest into the wall. His cock grinding into my mass. His growl primal in my ear.

I wasn’t sure if I had won or not technically. But as his strong hands ripped the crotch from my suit and I felt his cock slide into my wet pussy I found myself not caring and I knew that I belonged to him for the night at least.