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Dominatrix Phone Sex Dana’s Pain Shop

Dominatrix Phone Sex

     Dominatrix phone sex is about control and pleasure and stepping into Mistress Dana’s Shop has its rules! You had better do what I say slave! For more than three hours I was making this motherfucker my personal bitch and slave and he was still not satisfied. Right then I had him on the floor licking up the cum that had spilled out on my fucking shoe…the fucking ingrate! I was controlling this motherfucker and he was begging for more from his mistress and I wanted to make him beg and give him more pain then he could bare. I don’t know if it was the control that I loved in being a dominate or the fact that not too long ago I was a submissive that made this so fun but whatever it was Mistress Dana was going to fuck a guys mind to the max and leave him whimpering like the little bitch he was.

     I wanted to take my fucking lash and slap those fucking balls and just for him I had created my own dildo that would have him screaming like a little bitch. It wasn’t that I was trying to hurt him that wasn’t it at all it was the fact that I liked being rough so my slave of course had to like it rough to. That’s enough for this slave for today he looks like he may be worn out from all the fucking and sucking he had done to him today but if you are available maybe you can succumb to Mistress Dana and her lair and there is only one thing you must know, I take no prisoners in my chambers here. If I tell you to drop and suck my pussy you had better do it and fast! You will obey and you will do what I say! Consequences can be very harsh here if you don’t.

Online Match to Cum For

Bondage Phone Sex slave octoberSo I recently joined a few of those online match maker sites, just to see what all of the fuss was about. I would have to say in my opinion they are dull as fuck. Just a bunch of cock suckers thinking they are something in a world full of no ones. That is where I met Him though, DOMdude6969. He caught my eyes instantly his presence was so strong even through a computer screen. Immediately I wanted him to put me in my place. I thirst for his cock and I had never even seen it. Our e-mail correspondence back and forth was always enticing. I wanted to meet him so bad, I told him of the bad things I had done, how I needed to be put in line. He was so suave and cool about the situation. I was nothing to him, and I knew it. I just wanted to be something.
I messaged him and said I wanted to meet outside of the internet. It showed he was from the same place I was so I was super eager and knew he could meet me. He replied back with a ‘No thank you little girl, you are a waste of time.’ I was hurt. I knew what to do to get his attention. I posted my status ‘DOMdude6969 is a wash up. Anyone wanna pound my tight pussy?’ I waited and watched for a reply from him hoping I struck a nerve with him. I got tons of messages full of all kinds of kinks and perversions. Nothing from him however, nothing from the one I wanted to hear from.
I gave up, my belly was growling and I needed something to eat. I posted ‘Going to grab me some munchies at Five Guy…yummy!’ and then got dressed and ready to get some yummy food. I decided to take advantage of the beautiful spring weather and walk since it was only a mile or so from where I lived. The sun was already going down; I did not realize how late it had gotten.  I went to turn on the street the ally was super dark. A vehicle pulled behind me, the headlights were so bright. I stopped to let them pass when they stopped also. I was confused to if this was a friend of mine or some random.
“Come here.”
“Excuse me?”
I questioned the voice or more or less the broad figure that now stood by the vehicle. I was intrigued to say the least. Who was this figure and how does he know me?
“I said get your little whore self over here right the fuck now skank!”
My heart sank and the muscles in my back tightened at the commanding voice. I walked towards him with speed.
“On your knees twat.”
I plopped down onto them hard. The gravel stung as it dug into my knees. Little droplets of tears built up in the wells of my eyes.
“Look at me little cum bucket; I want to see your face.”
With my knees dug into the gravel I looked up at him, still slightly averting my eyes from locking on his. My back was upright and my shoulder straight. I recognized him instantly, he was DOMdude6969. As soon as I realized who he was this mysterious voice who could dominate me my puss began to pulse for him. My heart raced like a humming bird and a tear ran down the side of my cheek.Submissive Phone Sex slut October
“Good, cry you little bitch. You are in for it now.”
Swiftly he stuck a bag over my head and lifted me with force to my knees. He forced me into his vehicle. I could not see what it was when the headlights shone me in the eyes but with the heave ho he had to use I knew it was some sort of truck or SUV. Not knowing made me anxious. ‘Was I being kidnapped? Would I come home injured? Would I make it home at all?’ The drive took forever. I couldn’t keep track of the turns or curves but man did I try. We stopped and my heart began to beat so fast I could feel it in my ears. My mind was running wild as he opened the car door and  yanked my arm with force and no words. I stumbled into the house and was drug down stairs. I could feel a smooth concrete beneath my tennis shoes. I was shoved back to my knees; still no words had been exchanged between the two of us. He hoisted me up tying my wrists tight and my ankles were tied to a spreader bar. I could feel it holding them tightly apart I was unable to see and now unable to move. I could hear his footsteps get further away from me.
“Hello? Domdude?”
I called out for a voice. The silence pierced through my ear drums allowing my mind to race again with thoughts that would be done to me. I could hardly take it. It felt like hours. I longed for a voice to answer and I really did not care what voice. Finally, someone stood in front of me. I never heard him walk towards me but I could smell his scent. I sniffed through the bag trying to pull more of him through my nostrils. That was when he removed the bag from my head.
“So I am a wash up, skank?”
He slapped hard in between my legs causing my pussy to throb for more. I whimpered out. He ripped the front of my white t shirt exposing my breast. He took my nipples into his fingers and pinched them roughly, I whimpered out. He continued to pinch and punch and slap me. Every hit stung and every single one I enjoyed. My cunny drooled for the taste of his cock; I whimpered and moaned. He untied my wrist from the vice that was holding them when he ordered me to kiss his feet.
“Yes Sir.”
I appreciated him letting me taste his feet on my worthless lips. He finished cutting off my clothing, and even removed my knee highs and shoes. He shoved me back and walked away. Coming back with rope he bound my legs asked if I wanted to taste his dick.
“Please Sir, I want to taste your dick.”
I begged him to let me taste it. I wanted him to fill my mouth with his greatness and I wanted to taste his pre-cum. He told me how I was not worthy how I did not deserve to taste his dick yet. I had not earned it. He wrapped his giant hand around my throat and got close to my face telling me how big of a useless whore I was before shoving me back onto the concrete. Walking away he came back with a large rod with something on the end. It made a humming noise. When he thrust it at me I squealed like a little piggy. The appendage at the end was a dildo that went straight into my pussy. Accompanying it was a vibrating want the satisfied my clitty. My legs shook and arched my neck.
“You better not cum you little slut bag whore. You better not cum till I give you permission.”
“Ye Ye Yes Sir.”
I groaned out to him my voice echoing in his dungeon of a basement. My bottom lip was quivering it was so hard to hold back. I fought against my leg spreader it was cutting into my ankles. It felt so good, I couldn’t hold it any longer when he grabbed me by my hair and shoved me onto his throbbing member. I gagged as he forced me onto it. He held the back of my head and fucked my face hole with force; I struggled to breath in between pounds. He let me off of his cock and I gasped for air to fill my lungs.
“You think you deserve to breath your face is just for fucking. You are my fuck face.”
“Yes Sir”
I whimpered and he paced as he placed a spider gag into my mouth holding it wide. He branded it his fuck hole and used it however he wanted. My eyes were full of tears, and wet streams ran down my cheeks. He leaned me over and fucked my face more. When he was done he filled my belly with his little swimming sperm. It tasted fantastic. He removed the gag from my mouth and told me that even though I was allowed to taste his sweet release I was still a useless whore. The only difference was I was his whore. I was to refer to him as Master.
He brought me up to his garden on the roof and tied me to the bench. My naked pussy was there for anyone to see and glance at. My fuck hole was wide open for him.  He placed a gentle kiss onto my forehead. I trusted him, he was my Master and I was his subby. He drove my mind wild. I had no idea if this was a onetime thing or should I expect to do this more often. 20 minutes later he untied me and I thanked him. I put on my clothes and he drove me home.  That night I dreamed of him and the way he was willing to let me feel his pain. I hope I run into more Dominating men like him, or maybe he would let me be his little subby slut again.
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Submissive Phone Sex to the Senator

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Submissive phone sex is how it began and my cursed uncle. But when if I am ever asked my master has commanded to respond and say.. “I am the senator’s submissive I am here to obey his every command and do whatever he asked”. If he wanted me to take the meat head and hold it in my mouth for hours then that is what I had to do. If he wanted me to get on my knees like the other submits that he had then I was to obey his every command this was the way things had to be and if I did not listen then the border room where we held our little games would become so much worse. If you thought the electric currents were bad imagine my look of surprise to the new method of pain that you wanted to give to me.  Torture phone sex would really get him off but he wanted the feel of me and was willing to do just about anything to get it.

It was sort of like looking at an electric chair toilet seat accept the parts that received the bolts of electricity were delivered to  my clit and my asshole. At first the electric bolt would sting as the clamps would go down but then he  would release the power button and a surge would make me squirt out so much juice he would tell the other sub to bend down and taste my peach  cream. By then his   shaft would be throbbing at will and I knew he was going to let me have it. I knew he wanted to cum all over my……..

 

Seized in Captivity

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I felt the barbed wire  across my back and the sharp pang of his belt across my back. “You like this little game don’t you slut!” The tears in my eyes refused to fall and the lock that strapped the chain around my neck helped me to realize I was his. He pulled on the chain harder and  I felt the barb wire tearing my flesh. This was his game and I dared not say anything. If I cried there would be so many things that he would do. I obeyed all he said and wanted to run but there was no where to run. I felt the alcohol fall across my back as my open wounds sizzle from pain. I didn’t cry out I could just take all that my master wanted and needed me to be. I had been doing this since before I moved out from under my uncle. He had kept me to himself for so many years and now all I could do was obey my new master or there would be hell to pay. As the chain was pushed  into my aching flesh,for me not paying attention, he used the gag to control my moans.
I don’t know if this was the thing that happened   to most lovers, but it was the best intense pain that I could imagine. I loved when he took the sponge and inserted in my pussy for being good and punished me with barb wire as he was now when I was being bad. It was hot and my need was increasing for release in my cunt. He would own and seize me. Will you?

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Domineering Replacement

mistress phone sex danaI was his slave and I know it sounds out dated for those living in the 20th century but I was the type of girl who loved to have her beau or man in her life tell her what to do sexually. My quivered thinking about the responses that it gives when I am told what to do. I quiver when I am being tied to the bed or locked in dark place and ordered to suck cock. It was this type of behavior that ran me into Brad.
First things first, Brad was the first responder when my uncle had locked me in the basement for most of my life only letting me out to go to school or to suck on his hard protruding cock to fulfill his need. Over the years my being told what to do had escalated and I loved for a man to tell me to take it in my mouth and swirl it around and bend my ass over so he could probe his fingers in my ass. That was the kind of shit that really turned me on and left me reeling and most of the time begging for more. I wanted and needed a man to take control!
When Brad walked into my life he was possessive from the start sexually and would have me on my knees for hours sucking his cock and letting the cum drip down my breast and licking it off with his tongue. It was tantalizing for a while then things started getting very kinky, like he would want me to invite guys over so he could suck their dicks and stretch me wide inserting things in my clit and watch masturbating as they took turns throbbing their beast in my aching pussy. But I was no holds girl who loved being told what to do and have the feel having to hold my orgasm turned me on. Brad was it the spoiler who ordered  me to get on my knees and swirl his balls in my mouth and shove his 9 inch oversized cock in my pussy. Awaking needs in me that could only be performed by being a submissive.
Sadly our relationship ended when he got promotion to another city and now I am aching to find a replacement to be in control and dominate this aching pussy!

Female bondage gets everyone excited!

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Nipple clamps. Why’d it have to be nipple clamps?! I love being a part of female bondage, and I can bear pain as well as the next girl – better, even – but I have extremely sensitive nipples! And these nipple clamps… *shiver!* They were a bit much!

So I’d meet a guy at a party recently, and he called me up to get together. When he took me back to his place, I found that he was into, well, slightly more than the average boy! He greeted me, stripped me, then pinned me spread-eagle against the wall.

And then the slow torture began.

At first, I hated it / loved it. I mean, pain-with-pleasure is the best way to go! He started by tickling me all over very, very gently and carefully with a very sharp blade. It tickled like crazy, and when I squirmed, I got sliced a bit in a few places, but not many. After that, he gently washed me clean of the blood… and that’s when the real fun started.

It began with the nipple clamps, which were fierce enough to almost make me see red. But then the flogging began. And, let me tell you, the feel of a leather whip slapping hard against my pussy was both excruciatingly painful… and incredibly arousing. Soon I could hear the leather slapping against what seemed to be just a slopping wet cunt.

When I started feeling liquid running down my legs, I didn’t know if it was cum or blood, and I didn’t care. He unfastened my arms and legs, picked me up, and fucked me against the wall, my poor pussy beaten to bits.

It was one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had.

Blackouts.

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Its Saturday night and I am getting ready for my nasty client.
He likes pain and harm done to him.
He makes me feel like a powerhouse.
I enjoy making him suffer.
I have laid out my plastic tarp and lit my candles.
I have chocolate melted and I have my whips and chains ready.
Its been a hard week, So many people have gotten on my bad side this week I am ready to take it out on this man.
I see red as soon I as hear him knock on the door.
I let him in, and before he said anything I punched him in the face.
He knows how this work.
He started taking his clothes off after I punch him
He dropped to his knees and put his hands behind his back.
I put his dog collar on and cuffed his hands behind his back.
I tied some rope to his cuffs and made sure his hands where held up behind him nice and tight.
I grabbed my hot candle wax and poured it all over his back and down his ass crack.
While he was moaning and whining about the burn I grabbed my hot chocolate and dipped his balls into the chocolate.

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I loved watching the tears roll down his face.
I pushed the heel of my shoe into the bottom of his feet.
My pussy was dripping wet and I saw the faces of the bitches who pissed me off this week on his bare ass.
I grabbed my whips and started hitting him.
I don’t know what happened.
I finally came too and saw that I had beat the shit out of him.
He was sobbing like a baby.
I untied him and kicked him over.
Told him to get the fuck out of my house.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Anti Girlfriend of Your Dreams

“Not here for you Your here to please
Open wide Get down on your knees
Take my cock and don’t reject
Disobey I’ll break your neck”

submissive phone sex blonde whoreThat is from the song “Sex Slave;” my Master’s love song for us. No sappy ass love tunes for me. On Valentine’s Day, while other girls got flowers and candy, I received nipple clamps, shock collars and new bondage equipment. I was tied up and fucked in the ass, while you were spoiling your girl like she was a Goddess. I also was skull fucked, whipped, kicked, choked, burned, cut and humiliated, while you two were dancing romantically. Instead of drinking champagne, I drank my Master’s piss. While you and your wife were eating steak at some fancy restaurant, I was eating dog shit, tied up to a pole naked in the back yard, freezing. Your wife probably wore a diamond necklace, while I wore a diamond dog collar. Anytime your woman looked at you, she saw love and admiration. I did not dare look into Master’s eyes, and if I did, I saw hatred and disdain, before I was slapped.

submissive phone sex big titsI am a submissive phone sex whore. The women in your life are companions, best friends, lovers, wives… I am a fuck pig, a sex slave, a torture doll…. Your girl walks into a room with her head held high. I crawl on my hands and knees with my head dangling low praying that I will live. I bet the women in your life love the color red. They associate it with roses, heart shaped candy boxes, rubies and love. It is the color of romance. I fear the color red because in my world, it is only associated with blood, my blood.

submissive phone sex bondage bdsmFor you see, I am not the kind of woman men cherish, adore, love, spoil or pamper. I am the kind of whore men own, abuse, hurt and torture. I am a pain slut, a cum dump, a pet, a punching bag….everything your girl is not. But, I bet you are curious about my type of woman. I never say no. I don’t dare cry. I give until I die. Take a walk on the dark side with me.

In Two Weeks Time

barely legal phone sex erinBells on the door rang as I entered the gynecologist’s office. “Erin Andrews” I told the receptionist, handing her my insurance and ID. She smiled “You’re the only appointment we’ve got today, Erin, the nurse will be right with you” I sat down and flipped through some shitty magazine about cooking and crafts. Their clientele was young business professionals, I didn’t know why they kept all these old magazines! Not five minutes after I walked in, the receptionist called my name. I went back, got weighed, pissed in a cup, all that fun shit. I was given a gown, told to undress and that the doctor would be in shortly. I stripped down to my bra and panties and slowly took those off, giving the posters on the wall a little striptease. There was a soft knock at the door. I quickly slipped on the gown and got up on the table as the doctor and nurse walked in. “What are we seeing you for today, Erin?” I didn’t want to tell her I’d let myself get fucked with a knife, so off the top of my head I came up with “Pap smear” She smiled knowingly. “alright” she said, putting the stirrups out of the bed. “Put your heels up here if you would” I did as she requested. “Lie back” I did. “Nurse…” I felt a tightness on my leg and looked down. The nurse was tying my legs down to the stirrups. “What the fuck, lady?” She slapped my face and pushed me down. She and the doctor each held up one of my arms and they handcuffed my wrists together over my head. I didn’t want to admit it, but my cunt was dripping wet, making the room smell like sex. The doctor laughed. “Good girl, Erin” She resumed her spot on the stool between my legs. “little pinch” What I felt was so much more than a little pinch. She expertly slipped a dildo in my pussy and a butt plug in my asshole. “Looks like you’re a naughty girl” she said, fucking me with the toys. The nurse, holding my hands down above my head, shimmied her pants off, climbed up on the table and sat on my face. I instinctively fought it and she reached back and pinched and twisted my nipples. I lapped at her tight cunny, licking circles around her clit and slobbering all over, fucking her with my tongue. She removed one of her hands from my nipples and wrapped her little teen hand around my throat. She choked and pinched as the doctor fucked both holes hard and fast. I came, squirting my cum right into the doctor’s face. Shortly after, the nurse came, creaming into my mouth. I lapped it up, sucking her sweet fruity cunny dry. They silently uncuffed me, untied me and left the room. I got my clothes back on, fixed my hair and walked out. I stopped at the reception desk. “I’m going to need another appointment in 2 weeks.”

Future Hardcore Ass Fucking Porn Star

hardcore ass fucking big titsI went to a new club with one of my masters this weekend. I thought it would be a typical BDSM dungeon, but this club specialized in hardcore ass fucking. All the women in the club were to be anally gang banged. In fact they were filming most of it for some underground ass rape porn series called Bound and Gangbanged. I watched a few girls go before me. They were all strapped down with ball gags in their mouths while men fucked their asses. Not one guy, but every guy in the club, over a 100 men, got to fuck every girl’s ass.

I’ve had rough anal before. I like getting fucked in the ass. But a 100 men in my ass was daunting. Each girl that went before me was crying, even bleeding. A few ended up with prolapsed asses. When it was my turn, my Master got the first turn. He fucked me on a fancy bench. He shot a load up inside my hot ass, and before his cum had a chance to run out of me, more dicks were crammed into my rosebud. Sometimes 4 at a time up my ass. The pain was awful. I was being stretched out more than I ever had before. Cameras were filming me; guys were circle jerking around me; my ass was getting tortured by countless cocks.

hardcore ass fucking anal gangbangI laid there, face down on a bench getting  some hardcore ass fucking for hours. When everyone had taken their turn, I was released to my Master, who decide he wanted to fuck me again. I had a bucket load of cum up my ass. My ass has never been this sore. I have been sitting on Popsicle all day. Master just called me and said the owners of the club were so impressed with me, they want to use me in more underground films. My ass belongs to my Master. Apparently, my ass belongs to all men because I am a worthless whore.