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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.

Knife Play

My daddy was a cop, and my older sister and I would sometimes go down to the station after school. We’d sneak into the evidence room, and it was there I gained my fascination with handcuffs, torture devices and knives. Goddamn I love knives. One afternoon, my sister dragged me in there. She laid me over the cool metal table & cuffed my ankles and wrists to the legs. She slipped up the skirt of my school uniform and kissed my thighs. She reached my sopping cunny and started licking it, moving my panties to the side in desperation. She swirled her tongue on my clit and suddenly took a huge, vicious bite. She clamped down on my clit with her teeth and pulled hard. I screamed out in pain and pleasure as she stood up and spit in my face. She grabbed a small bag and poured the contents into a paper towel, which she wadded up and slipped deep inside me. “That’s cocaine” she explained, as if we hadn’t snorted it together 2 weeks ago. “The wetter your pussy gets, the faster it’ll absorb into your system” She knew I liked pain. This girl wanted me high, and quick. She grabbed a knife from a nearby counter.

Drugs Phone Sex

She placed it on the corner of my mouth and pressed down gently. “why so serious?” she laughed and dragged the blade slowly down my chin and around my throat. She slid it down to my breasts, slowly circling my rock hard nipples and making slices in my areolas. My cunt started numbing, soaking in the cocaine. My head started spinning and I felt so happy and light. I started to giggle and she pressed the blade harder into my skin. She traced my stomach with the metal, moving in for a kiss. “How you feeling, sissy?” I laughed, absolutely euphoric. Her knife reached its destination, right between my thighs. She reached the cold blade in and removed the paper towel, cocaine totally dissolved. My cunt was numb and she fucked me with the blade as she occasionally tongued my clit. I squirted and laughed as I came, covering my sister with pussy juice tinged with blood. I’m so wet just thinking about this memory. I have a ton more, I’d love to tell you some.

A Night To Remember

Don’t you ever take a minute and wonder what I fantasize about?  So many of my caller’s lust after me but none never ask what I like. Well I want to let you in on a special secret on what I fantasize about.  There is this one hunk I light bondage pornlust for ever night.   A certain task force Captain from the hot TV show Chicago PD.  I wish I could be right with him through his every move.  I’d wear the sluttiest naughty outfit.  I would just lay myself across his desk sticking whatever is handy inside of me.  When he would come in I’d lay back and masturbate to his presence. I would guide his hand to my clit and have him rub it till I came.  I want him to desire my dripping wet pussy and take me out and throw me on his police car and fuck me like a convict. Yeah baby slap those cuffs on me. Fuck me with that night stick. I bet all the men who pass by would get hard watching him treat me like a slut right there in the open.  I’d be his own personal badge bunny. Doesn’t that make you horny? I bet it does.

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REALLY???

I think I finally topped myself this year. I have gotten drunk and woke up in some pretty strange places and some pretty strange circumstances but this one tops them all.

We partied like we always do on New Years Eve. I don’t remember when I stopped remembering what we were doing. At whatever point that was, I must have enjoyed myself because here I sit.

I can tell by the smell I am at the old folks home. I am in the physical therapy room I think. laying on the cold tile floor, naked and alone and surrounded by photographs from the wee hours of the morning.

I don’t really care about getting dressed right away. I can hear all the activity out side the physical therapy room. I would rather wait until lunch time to try and sneak out of here with out being questioned.

So here I sit naked and examining the photographs trying to figure out who the hell I was here with last night and piece together what happened. There are pictures of my huge tits, nipples hard and sticking out as if they had just been sucked. In a couple of the pictures I am tied up and being spanked, my wet bald pussy glistening with cum. And in one picture  his huge cock is visible, the tip of it dripping and the biggest cum shot I have ever seen is covering my ass.

As hard as I am trying I can’t for the life of me remember anything. The pictures aren’t helping.