I had to pee so bad earlier and I wiped my peephole. After I wiped it I realized how sensitive it was. So I grabbed another wad of toilet paper and wiped again this time a little bit harder. I shuttered in delight because it felt so good. I wondered if dry toilet paper would feel this good on my clit and piss hole then I really wonder what it would be like to use a baby wipe and clean myself off. I remembered I had some wet wipes in my purse. As I frantically reached for one because I was already wet and my clit was full from the stamina I grabbed it out of my purse and ripped open the package. I put the wet wipe between my legs and started massaging my piss hole with it. It felt so fucking good and made me cum so quickly. I uttered a load moan in delight. Oh fuck yeah!
Tag: Female bondage
Restaurant Play Time
I went on a dinner date tonight with a twisted dominant man and I ended up being the sexy dessert! He made me wear a leash at the dinner table and liked to give me a good tug! Everyone in the restaurant was taken aback by our kinkiness but I didn’t give a fuck! His big sexy hands were under the table, going in and out of my pussy and playing with my asshole. I wasn’t allowed to moan either or else he would give my leash a really rough tug! I could feel his throbbing cock with my feet in his lap as I sat across from, it made my mouth water and my pussy drip just feeling on it! He took me by the leash and dragged me to the secluded restroom area in the back of the restaurant and was spanking my ass as we made our way. He bent my slutty self over the restroom sink and pushed my face against the mirror so that I could watch him while he dug deep into my sexy asshole with his monster cock. He made me scream! The louder that I moaned and screamed, the harsher he gagged me with the leash! It was so fucking hot and nasty! My asshole was gaping as he busted it wide open, spanking me and telling me what a nasty little whore I’ve been! I put my fingers in my pussy and fucked myself like crazy. Double penetration always makes me squirt cum everywhere, we made a huge mess! We left a good tip on the bill so that hopefully they don’t mind cleaning up after us!
Bondage Phone Sex Being the Tree
I 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.
Fetish Phone Sex with Slutty Jillian
Something I haven’t shared with anyone just yet: I am NOT fond of veggies. Corn and green beans I can handle. But carrots, salads, peas, all that other muck? Buddy, toss that out of my house, I don’t wanna see that mess!
The other night, though, I had a call from a real foodie. He wanted to cook for me, and I was happy to let him. Until he told me he was making a vegetarian meatloaf with potatoes and a side of steamed squash. I was ready to bolt, but he caught up with me. He lifted me up and carried me, kicking and squealing, back to my chair at the table. He tied me down to my chair, sat next to me, and began to try to spoon-feed me! I fought, of course, until he got up, wrapped his free arm around me to pry my mouth open, then forced the food into my mouth. Once he let me go, I spit it back out onto the floor. He chuckled, which threw me, then walked over, scooped it up, and forced it BACK into my mouth!! He actually worked my jaws FOR ME until he massaged the food down my throat. By that point, I was sick to my stomach from it, and I threw it right back up.
Again, that chuckle came, and I just knew what was about to happen. He scooped it BACK up and RE-FED IT TO ME! After a few more sessions like that, I finally managed to keep a bite down. He patted me on the head, kissed my cheek, and massaged one of my breasts. He kept spoon-feeding me, rewarding me with caresses, massages, and the occasional fingering. By the time I finished my dinner, I was too horny to remember that I should have been sick to my stomach. When he finished feeding me, he cleared the table, leaving me tied to the chair the entire time. Then, he came back, untied me, and lifted me from the chair to carry me to the bathroom. He brushed my teeth FOR ME, then carried me to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he put me on the bed, walked over to a bag I hadn’t noticed he’d brought, and pulled out a cloth. He put me in a DAMN DIAPER!! Then again, he kept the rest of me bare, massaging baby oil into every inch of my bare skin. He told me what a good girl I’d been, and then he fucked my body in so many ways and positions, I swear it had to be unholy. After all was said and done, I didn’t think I would mind wearing a diaper for him, if he fucked me that well every time.
Rape phone sex fantasies the Boss
So I found out that Master was putting up videos of me online.
Would you like to know how I found out?
My boss called me into his office, I’m just a lowly paper pusher. So I’m not sure why he would call me into his office. Or why when I got in he wouldn’t be there. I walked into the office looking around and was surprised when the door clicked behind me. I gasped and turned around barely able to register it was my boss before he pushed me into a chair. Holding me down by my throat as he tied me to the chair hostage style. Putting a gag in my mouth and my arms to my side.
“You’re such a teasing little bitch you know.” he grinned at me as I stared at him with wide scared eyes. He giggled, actually giggled. “Oh, don’t worry poppet, I won’t hurt you much. I saw those videos of you online you kinky little slut.”
Imagine my surprise at that, wondering how he could have seen me. How he would know I was a kinky girl… Then it dawned on me…
I didn’t have enough time to be upset at my Master before my boss decided it was time to take liberties. He undid the buttons to my top and pulling my tits out of my breasts. Slapping them until I whimper in the gag, tears in my eyes.
I knew he was going to force me to fuck him.
His fingers clumsy against my pussy his fucking me painful leaving me squirming and crying against the gag. His pudgy cock leaving a wet spot against his pants and he practically drooled on me.
I didn’t know what his full intentions were for me I just knew that I’d have to have a talk with Master later… If, I could manage the words.
Slave Training Phone Sex Between a Tree and a Hard Place
Apparently I did something to earn my Master’s ire.
I was taken to the middle of the forest with some of Master’s closest friends and told me that it was time for my “Slave Training Phone Sex regimens.” I didn’t really understand what they meant but I’m fairly certain they would let me know.
First they stripped me naked, one man holding my arms back as the others smacked my tits, ass, and pussy. Some hitting over my kidneys just to remind me what a pain slut I was and to mix some bad pain in with the good.
Once they had their giggles at my jiggling flesh they pushed me up against a tree. The rough bark scratching at my back as they moved onto the next step in their Slave Training Phone Sex regimen. “What do you say about being tied to a tree slut?” one of Master’s friends sneered at me. I blinked, looking at him surprised. Master was mean but he was never cruel for the sake of it. “I… “ I took too long to answer. The man slapped me hard across the face as my Master laughed.
I could taste blood in my mouth and my vision was cloudy with tears. They took out their rope of choice and I was scared to see that it was barbed wire. I could feel those metal teeth digging into my skin and they laughed as they tugged at the metal. Slapping and hitting me again, trying to make me move out of the way of their hands and into the teeth of the wire.
“What does a slut say when she’s asked if she wants to be tied to a tree?” He prompted again and right away I answered “Thank you sir. Yes sir.” he laughed, and patted my cheek. I noticed the others had pulled a small box with them and opening it revealed a set of needles and jewelries. My master with nitrite gloves on pulled and pinched my nipples. Making them hard as he smiled at me. “Ready for the next step in your Slave Training Phone Sex regimen?” he asked with care. I was afraid, and he could see it in my eyes as I looked from the man who had slapped me back to him. “Yes sir…” and with that they took the wide needle, one man pulling my nipple taut as the other pierced through the sensitive flesh making me scream out as they put a hoop through it. The the other, then my clit… I didn’t feel like I consented to any of it… And all it did was make me afraid of the men surrounding me. Even as they told me how good I did and what a perfect slut I was.
Fetish Phone Sex Dripping Away
My Master is amazing me at turning me into a Fetish Phone Sex whore.
He strapped me back to the table, tying down my wrists and ankles before putting a blindfold over my eyes and ear buds playing some bass heavy music that filled my ears. All I had left was my sense of smell and touch.
I wasn’t sure what to expect and my body was tense with the expectation of unsure pain and gasped when I felt something soft and silky run over my jaw line. Moving down my neck and between my tits and over my stomach. I giggled and squirmed as the soft thing kept running over my sides and ribs.
The thing sent little tingles through my body which made the quick removal of the soft tingles and the sharp quick pain of what I knew was a cane going across my nipples. Then my stomach and over my pussy. Whack, whack, whack!
Until I was squirming and wiggling, whimpering and crying. I could feel the burn lingering before the sharp little pokes tickling over the hot stinging making the tickling even worse than with the first thing he used.
When he pulled the wheel away I tensed up again. Nerves on fire with both pleasure and pain I was almost afraid of what he would do next and then I felt it. Hot little drip, drip, drips of fire across my skin. I pulled at my bindings trying to get away from the hot little drips. They seemed to come from everywhere.
I heard him laugh even over the music as he drips the wax directly onto my pussy. I cried out, my back arching as I danced for him. Not sure how long he was going to keep doing this to me.
BDSM Phone Sex: Sharing the Slave
Master has learned that he loves to share.
He loves to make me scream, cry, and cum for him. Pleasure him in a way that only someone who can give all of themselves can…
But he takes a pride in watching another man hurt me and use me.
I take pleasure in it all.
Cut me, burn me, hit me, fuck me until I bleed… Just remember to let me cum or I’ll go crazy.
I’m thankful that those I work with have made it so easy to abuse and use me.
They have some amazing specials that let those who want to hurt me do it even longer…
What do you say? Would you like to twist my nipples? Bite me so hard I bleed? Fuck me up the ass without lube?
Hell, you could even piss in my mouth and make me drink it. Shit on me and make me rub it into my skin or lick it off my fingers.
I’m a well trained slave and watching me be used well is my Master’s favorite thing.
Just hurt me, please, that’s all I want is for you to take pleasure from my cries.
Do I have to beg harder? Kneel on rice and crawl to you on my hands and knees before you’ll pull my hair and hit me?
What does a BDSM Phone Sex pain slut like me have to do?
Submissive Phone Sex Whore
Submissive phone sex is very popular. The majority of my calls fall into this category. I don’t mind at all though because daddy raised a good submissive slut. From the moment I learned to crawl, I was taking care of daddy’s needs. My mouth and my baby asshole seemed to be just what he always needed too. Flash forward a couple decades and I am still serving men in a variety of ways. It may not be politically correct to say you want your women barefoot and pregnant and in the kitchen, but admit it, you do. It is okay to like your women on their knees worshiping your cock. A phone sex submissive can help you have the perfect submissive whore. Sadly, as I am sure you know, many woman are bitches. They try to put you in your place and deny you your basic right to fuck them in the ass and degrade them. I’m not so foolish. I understand that I am here for you to use and abuse however you want. Until you can get the bitchy twat in your life to realize she has no power or control over you, I am here for all your submissive wet dreams. Torture, snuff, hardcore anal fucking, bondage, bukkae, BDSM, asst to mouth, forced intoxication, cum eating, furry friends fun, force fucking, toilet play, gang bangs… you get the picture. I love making mens’ subby whore fantasies cum true.